Chapter 75: The Hidden Treasure Contest (Part Two)

Seeing there was no way to hide, I turned to Fatty Zuo and said, "Promise me one thing—make sure you help me rescue Xiao Zi."
I couldn't let them go to their deaths. This whole affair began because of me, and besides, this was a battle between treasure-sealers; it had nothing to do with them.
"Promise you? Like hell I will! Daoist Zuo will fight his way out with you!" Fatty Zuo's eyes already glinted with a ferocious light.
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It felt as if time itself had paused between heaven and earth for centuries, yet in reality, the very next second, a voice rang out.
At that moment, beneath the towering peak, Duan Tianling was gazing up at the mountaintop, a cryptic smile playing on his lips, his long hair fluttering in the wind.
It seemed, in his assessment of Yan Yuluo, he would have to add another line: cold in appearance, warm at heart, and inherently kind.
As for the tale about the master taking something away—utter nonsense. Naturally, everything had been tossed by Xiao Wuxie into the Primordial Creation Tower for Master Jin to forge into rare metals.
Ning Qingyun walked in silence beside him. Because she was so near, Shao Heng could catch a faint wisp of fragrance at the tip of his nose—like plum blossom, like orchid, yet subtly different.
"The land of Shenzhou is home to countless races. Even those within Black Gold Mountain are but a drop in the ocean," the Demon Lord remarked calmly.
Zhou Yu smiled in response. What Qingfeng said was true—at this moment, even if they threw themselves into the black hole, there was no way it would swallow them. Although the aura emanating from the black hole was complex and fierce, in the end, it could still be understood as a "dead" wormhole.
The upper body was human, the lower body a Shura; now, this creature cradled the falling Ye Bai. Ye Bai's body had been almost completely dissolved by the Shura's bloody energy, but sword energy still coursed within him.
Believe it? You'd have to be mad! That was everyone's first thought, yet the facts left them no choice but to accept it. Xiao Wuxie's stagnation at the third rank of the Human Origin Realm was something nearly everyone in the capital knew.
"Could this place be another fortress world?" Zhou Yu muttered in utter shock, then immediately began speculating about Zong Lan's identity. Someone who could measure time in segments—could he too be a divine envoy who established the rules of a fortress world?
Yes, in the end, the risky water route they chose failed. Even though Zhu Cheng employed every trick in the book—feints, diversions, and all manner of strategies—in the face of overwhelming numbers, they were eventually discovered and captured.
These two points were as expected, and Li Zhishi nodded in approval. What surprised him was the next part, which was almost like a lottery draw.
But why did I feel a faint urge to cry... Li Zhishi pressed her lips together, took several deep breaths, and only regained her composure when the fat man across from her began to look puzzled by her silence.
It wasn't until she actually met Li Chen's parents that she understood why he was so confident, so certain that his parents would like her.
After recording the statements of the Chang family father and son, collecting all the surveillance footage and guest lists from their house, and allowing the police to photograph the scene, they finally left the Chang residence.
Li Kui was not shy at all. He sat down, grabbed the wine jar, and with a tilt of his head, gulped down half the jar. Wiping his mouth in satisfaction, he set the jar down, then seized the plate of cooked beef with claw-like hands and stuffed it into his mouth. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had finished the entire plate.
Facing off against a master, a strange excitement always welled up in my heart. My instincts told me that Xia Haoyu was far from simple.
Bruce glanced up at the sun, reached to grasp the cross hanging at his chest, and looked calmly at the enormous skeletal warrior ahead.
"Ignore him," Li Zhishi murmured in a voice only the three of them could hear, then prepared to step forward. Judging by the eunuch's attire, he must be a highly trusted confidant of Zhao Gou; they could not afford to underestimate him at this moment.