Volume 1, Chapter 28: The Courtesan Par Excellence

"I shall take my leave." Liu Qi acted like a lowly servant, humble and respectful as he requested permission from Yang Yuqi, before bowing and backing out of the room.

Liu Qi’s attitude and reaction only fueled Yang Yuqi’s fury. Once he had retreated, she immediately sat up and looked toward the doorway, but his shadow was already gone. She had expected him to return, but as it turned out, he was truly gone.

Yang Yuqi was deeply vexed; she felt conflicted and irritable. She did not want Liu Qi to be so obedient. She wanted him to defy her orders, to disregard her commands and come back to find her, to return to her side no matter how much she scolded or humiliated him. But, in the end, Yang Yuqi was merely...

Qin Li appeared on the outskirts of the combat zone, exhausted, watching the fray with fear and horror. Regardless of who the opponent was, many hot-blooded young men immediately prepared to rush forward and capture the "thug." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, what better opportunity was there to make a name for oneself?

"It is either Qiu Ning, or something involving Jiang He and Zhao Han. It has only been a few days, and I suspect Huo Yong has not yet found Zhao Han's hiding place. Judging by Huo Yong's reaction at the time, he would certainly wait until there was real progress to report back, so at the moment, it is unlikely," I said.

In the main hall, everyone’s expression remained calm. Faced with the provocations of a few, they seemed to have no intention of intervening.

"Insect-based curses are far too precious. Though I possess some medical skill, I am truly destitute—where would I find the capital to cultivate such things?" I also suspected Prince Yu; even if it wasn't him, he might have bribed someone behind the scenes to carry out the deed.

"Could this be directly beneath the Broken Waterfall!?" Lin Ling looked up. His vision in the water was excellent, and although the depths hid the surface, he could still vaguely distinguish the torrents of water crashing down from above.

This was the content of a private message. I doubt Qu Qian particularly wanted to contact Fang Mu through a private message, but since they were separated by a dimension, the live stream’s private messaging was likely the only way to reach him.

Jiang Ju’s response was overbearing, leaving no room for negotiation. If not for the fact that everyone present knew of his capabilities, they would undoubtedly have dismissed him with contempt.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, in this bitter winter, for a thundercloud to appear out of thin air—could it truly be fulfilling the prophecy our master left before he passed?" Weng Min's voice was like that of a skylark, yet as cold and unyielding as ice.

Lance did not know the intensity of that battle, but judging solely by the projected scenes, the clear river water had been stained red, the roads were littered with charred corpses, and the city was left in ruins, battered and shattered. A massive elemental tide had swept through her city, causing all teleportation arrays to cease operation temporarily.

"Snap!" The strike landed accurately on Liang Sui's face. The sound was loud and sharp, leaving a wrist-thick, scorched scar on his cheek.

Zuo Zhu looked at me but said nothing. Li Ang drove toward T City. Our car was the last to leave, so Pang Qi and the others followed us directly. I called the other cars and told them to take separate routes, to find their own way back once they were out of CZ City, head straight for the Lion-Go Club, and then sell all the vehicles.

Very well, that covers my issue; now let me briefly outline the three matters I have brought.

What was even more terrifying was the time limit. If the enemy had reinforcements, even if our side were strong, the mission would be considered a failure if they managed to drag things out. I had been cautious when sending Xu Nuo away, planting a satellite tracker on her phone just in case—one must always take precautions.

Responding with just one word now could lead to a full sentence later, then ten, growing more familiar with each step. Xiao Cheng and Fu Kang said nothing; this was a matter within the Fang family, and they had no authority to speak.

Fang Zheng noticed him stop and, through his "Ear of Insight," heard the unevenness of his breathing—a sign that his spiritual energy was on the verge of exhaustion. A ninth-stage Houtian cultivator voluntarily admitting defeat to a sixth-stage Houtian cultivator? Such an absurdity was a rare sight indeed.

Chu Ge had simply arrived early; when it came to gathering and organizing intelligence, he truly was no match for Kang Xiong. Even Chu Ge knew this, but being stripped of his position still left him disappointed.

Unless Chen Ran could become powerful enough to possess the strength to reverse time—though what kind of strength or technological level that would require, no one knew. Perhaps there was no one in this world capable of such a feat.

As time passed in this post-apocalyptic world, human survivors learned more about the insects, and their fear had diminished compared to before. The true terror was hunger. Once they understood the insects' behavioral patterns and developed countermeasures, they were left with more immediate, practical problems.

Xiao Chen did not care what the Zither Emperor was thinking; his own goals were clear.

"Whoosh..." The old man blew out the candle lit in the room. The flickering light, much like the old man himself, swayed unsteadily in the wind. Ye Fan looked at the wine gourd and fell into deep thought, contemplating the original owner of this body.

"Let’s not talk about money; it hurts our friendship." Yan Yi took a deep breath, swallowed the syrupy words he had been about to say, and silently allocated 12% of the shares to the Shield of Heaven.

"If I were to have extremely close contact with people at this point in time and significantly alter history, what would happen?" Chen Ran mused to himself as he walked.

Muli looked at Xiao Chen with great concern. Among their group, Xiao Chen possessed the highest combat power; if even he were to fall victim to a trap, they were not far from disaster.

Because of the Kyushu Martial Arts Tournament, most of the excitement was concentrated on the five newly cleared peaks, and few people truly paid attention to the encroaching chill of autumn.

Black Three’s secret base was built in an underground chamber not far from "Heart Flying." Usually, aside from Hai Xin, the only other person he saw was the skinny monkey standing before him.

This caused quite a stir. The servers, who were already keeping an eye on them, intensified their surveillance. Seeing Hai Ge’s towering frame and fearing they wouldn't be able to subdue him, they called for more staff—even summoning those who were off that day. The scene was truly exaggerated.