Chapter 44: Si Nansheng: Fifth Senior Brother, We Cannot Be So Violent

The heavy snow fell for two days before finally stopping. Outside the cave, everything was blanketed in white, burying every trace of what had happened before.

Si Nan Sheng sat at the mouth of the cave, cupping her cheeks in both hands as she stared blankly into space.

The opportunities hidden within the secret realm now belonged to them. She wondered whether Liu Xuewei might encounter some other stroke of fortune.

“Ziyun,” Si Nan Sheng called.

“Master, I am here.”

“Can you sense what other opportunities might still be hidden in this secret realm?”

She felt embarrassed about taking so much money from the Fei family without giving anything in return. So she went to the slaughterhouse at the farm, selected dozens of pounds of the finest pork belly, rubbed it with five-spice powder, dried it in the sun, and then smoked it over tea wood. Afterward, she went to the post office and mailed the meat to Big Brother Fei and Second Brother Fei.

“That is not necessarily true. For instance, the two of us could join forces and eliminate the other two sides! That should be a pretty good idea, right?” one of the mercenaries suggested.

“Turnip.” Xia Zimeng slowly lowered herself into a chair and collapsed across the table. After being tossed about all night, she felt exhausted, weary in both body and mind.

But the affairs of this world could never all go as one wished. Once someone had entered this circle, who could truly remain untouched?

Standing on the forward deck, Meng Que had already made one hundred and thirty-seven phone calls. When he heard the familiar message once again—“The number you have dialed is powered off”—he flew into a rage, snatched up his phone, and hurled it into the sea.

Wow... Why am I already imagining my future as the president of Silkweave Group?!

“As long as the Grand Princess is willing, I can naturally spare Saint Ling King’s life!” Lie He said with a smug, infuriating grin.

She was simply too steady. Her seemingly reckless, daring movements, almost as wild as a juggling act, had never once failed, nor had they ever brought her the slightest danger.

He saw her staring at him with keen interest. There was not the slightest trace of hesitation on her face. Ripples shimmered across her deep green eyes, which flashed with dazzling light. Feng Qingye suddenly developed a very bad feeling.

More importantly, Hua Qianruo’s beauty was unrivaled beneath the heavens, her brilliance without peer, and her abilities extraordinary. Countless handsome heroes of the martial world, as well as noble heirs and high officials, had vied for her favor. Yet she had devoted herself to a single man, only to lose him to another man! How could she not hate him? How could she swallow this resentment? How could she possibly accept such an outcome?

“Yes! Good! By the way, for those sects that refuse to submit to us, such as the Beggars’ Sect and the Tang Clan, we should also send people to assassinate their leaders and teach them a lesson!” said the Dragon Protector.

“I have sent him a total of nine thousand six hundred and fifty-three mental messages, but that wicked Sarodar keeps ignoring me!” Elune said, her voice full of indignant annoyance.

When Zhao Xuan descended in a streak of escaping light onto the mountain-gate plaza, several veteran players who recognized him immediately greeted him. He merely nodded in acknowledgment.

The Lich King’s voice continued dutifully serving as both commentator and tour guide, introducing every kind of undead creature.

Kel’Thuzad sailed across the sea, heading north. The temperature grew colder and colder, and floating ice began to appear across the surface of the ocean. At last, he saw a continent covered in ice and snow: Northrend.

This was the very advantage Zhao Xuan had relied upon to evade the pursuit of Elder Shibi. Even the system acknowledged this transformation; there was no reason it should fail to escape Elder Shibi’s spiritual sense. If he were truly caught despite that, then the only explanation would be that the system had cheated him once again.

“I do not understand... Why...? Where are you hurt? Douling, no! You cannot let anything happen to you!” Li Xuduan hurriedly raised two fingers and prepared to cast a spell upon her, examining her injuries.

Unwilling to accept defeat, Zhao Xuan circled the entire world once, seeing everything from the extreme east to the extreme west, from the South Pole to the North Pole. He found no trace of life anywhere.

“It is Uncle-Master’s first day here. Of course I have to make several dishes. If you do not like them, then do not eat. Go to the refrigerator and get yourself some salted duck eggs and fermented tofu.” Nangong Douling personally served rice to Li Xuduan.

It was perfectly understandable to think this way. The Xuanming Sect was the Penglai Immortal Sect’s greatest rival in the Eastern Sea, while Daoist Xuan Yu was an elder of the Xuanming Sect—a mighty Earth Immortal whose cultivation had reached level two hundred and forty-six. The fact that a figure of such stature had been slain by him would have a profound impact on the entire situation in the Eastern Sea.