Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Younger Brother

Jiang Li asked with considerable incomprehension, "Why is it you?"

"Why couldn't it be me?"

Frowning, Jiang Li reached out to press the elevator button and asked quizzically, "Out of so many chess players, how did they end up choosing you?"

On the morning of the second day back in Solitary Tree City, Fide was shaken awake while still dazed. After a whole night of discussions, neither he nor his subordinates had managed to deduce the truth behind the sudden upheaval at the banquet. The accompanying captains, exhausted from days of rushing about, had also turned in early and temporarily put the matter out of their minds.

Avi took the letter and returned to his rented residence in Holy Light City. Meanwhile, Big-Nose Fan was lying on a lounge chair on the terrace outside, basking in the warm winter sun. He slowly stretched and let out a yawn, completely unaware of Avi's approach.

"I say, let's elect a group leader for our team! I think it should be me, and we won't even need to resort to force," a burly, dark-skinned man spoke up first. He bashed his fists together, producing a cracking sound. His massive physique was on par with Hou Zhenshan's.

They first went to a breakfast stall, ordered two bowls of soy milk and some fried dough sticks, planning to wander around other places after finishing their meal.

Indeed, it actually knew. It seemed that the might of the ancient divine beast Bai Ze was still retained within it, allowing him to always maintain a sliver of control over the future.

Just as Yu Ming was feeling astonished, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder, giving him a start. He turned his head and saw Xing Lie. Xing Lie's expression was no longer cold; instead, he wore an uncontrollable look of excitement, his eyes gleaming with the light of absolute certainty.

This was the marvelous utility of the True Dragon Qi. The slight discomfort Yang Dingtian had just felt was instantly dispelled by it.

"Really? Is it that powerful?" Yang Chong didn't even know what to say in his heart. Wasn't this thing just a freaking handgun?

When Chen Jie saw it, he laughed for a long time before stopping. Lin羽 was somewhat speechless, but his heart was filled with joy.

Although the man had stopped attacking just a moment ago, that didn't mean he would just stand there and take hits without fighting back. He had only stopped out of astonishment. Now that this "fellow being" dared to challenge him, he was bound to retaliate!

Run quickly, otherwise we will all die in this place without the slightest chance of survival.

The werewolf Rong Ming crossed his arms above his head to take the brunt of the blow head-on, and with a twist of his wrists, he grabbed the bone dragon's claws in a reverse grip.

At the very highest point of the Daming Palace complex stood the Court of Immortals, built in accordance with the laws of Fu Xi's Eight Trigrams and the movement of the starry sky.

Although Green's movements were extremely covert and the footage did not capture his exact actions, the fact that Green had tampered with things was already enough to prove his guilt.

Moreover, this place was not far from the Forbidden City. The moment he noticed anything slightly amiss, he would turn tail and run straight for the Forbidden City.

The Ancestral Demon extended a vine, and twelve dark figures emerged from it. They were shrouded in demonic qi, their appearances indistinguishable.

"Ghost Thorn, I never expected that not only are you still alive, but you've also found blood-food for the Ancestral Demon!" Moshang said with a hint of envy, "You really have great luck. My luck, however, has been much worse; I've searched for a long time without seeing a single person." Moshang mistook Xue Zang for the blood-food found by Ghost Thorn.

Zhou Cheng felt rather embarrassed. He had returned in a hurry without bringing anything, yet when he left, he actually ended up taking several bags of things away, and He Jiali's mother had also packed up a bag of food for him.

It seemed as though they had unconsciously developed a tacit understanding—one that was mutually understood yet never explicitly spoken of. This tacit understanding was wonderfully beautiful; in Li Xiuyuan's view, it was more beautiful than any sunset.

"Such an ancient aura! Such a terrifying aura!" The Ancestral Demon was also shocked. He withdrew his vine and reverted to human form, towering at ten zhang tall, standing opposite Jiang Huairen's dharma incarnation.