Volume 1 Chapter 28: Acquired

Feeling the immense pressure emanating from Lin Yu, everyone present grew tense.

"You are too modest, Zero! I shall attend to this immediately!"

Gu Yuanshan wore a solemn expression as he promptly ordered his adjutant to handle the matter with the utmost urgency. Bypassing Yuan Kuanglong’s jurisdiction, they retrieved the surveillance footage from the night of the Lin family fire. The efficiency of the military department was truly astonishing; in less than five minutes, a flash drive containing the recordings and a brand-new tablet were placed before Lin Yu.

"Thank you for your hard work."

As Lin Yu took the drive, his heart raced at the thought of being one step closer to unraveling the mystery behind the destruction of his family. Sensing his agitation, Gu Yuanshan and the others exchanged glances before he led them in standing up, pleading, "Zero, we have a request..."

He had always possessed a keen eye; that day, he had personally witnessed Qin Jinyu trigger a mechanism to wound her own subordinate, and then secretly obtain the Princess’s hairpin as evidence to present to the Feather Emperor. How could he have failed to verify it? Even Yin Xiaoru, usually boisterous, refrained from teasing her, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Hearing Zhang Gunian’s poetry, Cheng Feng paused for a moment but did not look back, continuing his stride forward. Qin Jinyu traced a symbol in the air with her hand, then closed her eyes and fell heavily into the void behind her.

Having thought it through, she changed her tone, saying, "Don't look, it's better if you don't!" She immediately decided to hand all the materials over to her, telling her to do whatever she pleased with them. The man’s posture as he corrected Wu Jin’s aim was akin to an embrace, mirroring the moment he had shielded him from the collapsing snowstorm deep within the R-code base.

Su Wushuang noticed the air growing cold and, seeing that no one spoke, realized her previous remarks had been pure, solemn nonsense. Yet, having already spoken, she could not back down; she could only offer a dry laugh while watching the television, falling silent thereafter.

Yang Yaorong, dressed in an apricot-yellow damask gown patterned with clouds and peacocks, looked elegant and refined with her slender waist and long legs. Her round face was adorned with a floral decal on her forehead, and her hair was crowned with a large gold hairpin featuring five phoenixes, their beaks holding a string of jewels that radiated nobility. Although not his birth mother, she was the person he felt closest to in the palace. Now that he was in such distress, to whom else could he turn?

However, Starry Night had disabled friend requests and blocked all messages from non-friends, making it impossible to reach him. No matter how lucrative the offers they posted on the general channel, 'he' never appeared.

She took the initiative to help her senior carry gear, clear the path, and gather tinder; she was not the type of child who would only ask what this or that was. This guy possessed a built-in luck system and could absorb others' luck for his own use—one wondered if there was a system shop.

Consequently, when he detonated the Sixth Heaven’s self-destruct formation to strike the primordial beasts with its power, the backlash he suffered became severe. Jin Yao nodded; although this fellow was a lecherous thief and a nomad, he had entered the Central Plains in his youth and been influenced by its culture, learning the value of gratitude.

"I want to eat pudding, Kesi," Louis blurted out, his words bypassing his brain.

After returning to the base with the detector, Ye Cheng explained the situation to Salina and had her arrange for soldiers to begin excavating the buried energy ores. The people he had sent previously had long since colluded with the others; his plans and movements were entirely transparent to them.

The mysterious body-tempering movements seemed to draw him in, and he slowly mimicked the youth, his actions gradually aligning with his. On their side, they were completely lost; the production team had not notified them, yet they had publicized everything. Both knew that sparring with Invincible was a dream shared by countless Aujin warriors.

Unless Fang Buhui truly fell from grace one day, he would never make such a decision, nor would he engage in something so damaging to his reputation. Fang Buhui knew clearly that reputation was the foundation of everything; without it, one could achieve nothing.

The Nether Sect Master’s magical power was abandoned as a result. Originally, the Stone Bell Mountain was meant to be given to Yang Qi as well, but through divination, it was learned that while Yang Qi’s power was compatible with the Nether Sect Master’s, it was inherently at odds with the Stone Bell Mountain, so it was not bestowed upon him.

After a long time, Yi Xuan finally arrived at the airport. He sighed, and a white mist appeared in the air. Seeing Lu Zhenyuan beg him for the sake of Lu Tiantian, while treating Lu Yaoyao differently, Ji Mingsi felt a chilling sense of disappointment.

After speaking, he vaulted over the window again. Lu Yaoyao watched his figure vanish into the night, feeling an indescribable emotion. Li Song arrived before the body of the Macaque King, his heart filled with self-reproach. He had not expected to arrive a step too late; the Macaque King’s death was almost entirely his own responsibility.

"He has to protect the Chief. How could he be that free? I fear even the one time he came back last year took away his time to visit home!" Xiao Family Village was simply too far from Harbin. It was nearly impossible for Guandan to come here and still find time to return home; one wondered if his parents held any grievances.

As Li Song stood lost in thought, a figure in green robes, leaning on a walking stick, merged with the vast horizon, appearing both lonely and proudly defiant.

During the great war of the Ancestral Witches, each had lived for hundreds of eons. The mere shockwaves of their battles had destroyed the pillar of heaven, Mount Buzhou. They focused primarily on tempering their physical bodies; while their magic was vast, it was not invincible, and they were eventually divided and eliminated by the Sages.

The man finally nodded, and upon seeing the corner of the bag in the old man's arms, he understood.

The wind bitingly cold, the few remaining plum trees on the mountain peak swayed in the gale. Chazi turned back for one last look at the plum grove, swept her long sleeve, and a flash of purple light cut across the air. With a crisp "crack," the plum trees were instantly severed in two.

"Wen Yinuo, I am speaking to you out of kindness. If you do not believe me, I will have to make you believe." As he spoke, he once again activated his control program.