Volume One, Chapter 78: All Efforts in Vain, Villains Have Their Own Nemesis

“Nothing’s wrong?” he asked J, looking puzzled. After all, hadn’t they just heard everything was fine with Huzi? Why then did the old man still look so worried?
After all, the higher the RPM, the harder it was to control the car at the start, making accidents much more likely. Although the Range Rover was a top-tier off-road vehicle, a luxury among luxury cars, it was still a far cry from those professional race cars.
Huomoyin stepped closer and saw that Ziqiu was covered in shocking, life-threatening wounds. Both legs were missing below the knees—it seemed he had risked everything to teleport here.
I also understood that Baobao didn’t bring Wang Yiheng along out of consideration for my feelings. The private room was still familiar, the seats unchanged, yet there were fewer people now.
As we spoke, Cao Zheng’s voice came through the corridor speakers: the yacht had entered the harbor, and in five minutes, everyone was to disembark onto the island.
“I’ll take this deal!” Fatty Qian gritted his teeth. Taking one out of ten—this was already unheard of in business.
No one knew if the white horse had undergone some strange change after Chang Gexing’s journey through time, but it had clearly become much more intelligent, almost human-like in its mannerisms.
It was as if the sky was collapsing—the seven-zhang-thick ice beneath the Savage King’s feet was instantly shattered, turning to ice shards that plunged into the deep sea below.
The Daoist muttered, “Boundless Heavenly Honor,” to hide his shock. He had thought, after decades of wandering the martial world, that his own skin was thick enough to be impervious, but it seemed he was still a little less seasoned than Yang Guang.
“Are you just shy? It’s all men out there, and you’re a man too.” After saying this, I laughed.
Dong Tianci felt that Old Chen was blaspheming the gods, but after thinking it over, he realized it made sense. He forced himself to keep listening.
Lin Yu touched his face and chuckled. He looked up and saw a three-story ancient building beside him, with a plaque that read: “Phoenix Pavilion.”
Fortunately, she wasn’t afraid of the cold, but under the bed was still no place for a good night’s sleep.

Lei Mingxuan saw my embarrassment, glanced at my filthy state, and understood. With a hint of a smile, he said, “Come with me. I know where there’s water.” Lei Mingxuan headed off in a certain direction.
This Tang Yun was a worthy opponent. If possible, I would have liked to bring him under my banner, but I knew that such people were often the most stubborn. It was merely a thought.
“So, in the future, you’ll probably hate treasure-seeking mice, but you seem to be raising one yourself,” Hanyu said.
Ye Liuli sensed a strange current in the air and instinctively turned aside, dodging Qi Youlan’s slap.
As for humans, there was no need to elaborate—ninety-nine percent lacked such talent. As for monsters, you couldn’t expect much change from those who couldn’t even hide their ears, teeth, or tails.
The corpse was now completely exposed to everyone. Huo Sinian examined it inch by inch, even checking the mouth and nose.
Elsewhere, the old drunkard and Iron Medallion hurried to a cemetery. Two gravestones bore the names Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong.
After days of calm, the beast realm stirred again. Demonic domain magisters began bombarding the entire teleportation city’s defensive array. Judging by the energy fluctuations, they were using magic crystal cannons. Unable to break the strange gate formation, they tried to destroy the city’s defenses to enter the beast realm.
Though she didn’t care much for him, he had helped her family all day, and it wouldn’t do to let him go hungry.
The Ghost King, seeing several orbs of light surround Feng Ling’er, let out a delighted roar. After his laughter, the orbs pounced on Feng Ling’er like starving tigers.
“As for the second-in-command—he has no other faults but loves steamed buns. If you put some poison in them, it would work. The deputy, Tian Xiaolang, has a negative resistance to poison, so ordinary toxins can slowly kill him,” continued the Yaksha King.
The cheers grew louder. Ye Fusheng had no choice but to go up on stage, though he did not forget to glare a warning at Han Bing and Cui Lin’er.
Xie Yu hacked off a man’s legs with a single stroke, then paused to look at the approaching Han Bing and his companions. He licked the blood from his blade. “At last, some decent opponents have arrived.”

Suddenly, screams erupted. From the East Sea Alliance, nearly a hundred holy sect members flew out, surrounding and annihilating dozens of holy sect members from the Xiaoyao side in an instant.
Two teams of mages appeared, each led by grand magisters. It was rare to see even one such group, let alone two entering the forest at the same time—they must have had some important goal.
But now, Wang Yitian was unable to break out of the Annihilation God’s encirclement. If he wanted to force his way out, he’d have to abandon his defenses. Without them, he doubted he’d survive even a few steps.
“Lose? ‘Death’ is the only word in my dictionary, not ‘defeat’! Sevenfold Gale Thrust!” Drunken Spring Pavilion unleashed his skill again. Just the name sounded like a powerful attack, and Wang Yitian dared not be careless—he used Moonlit Shadow to give himself another layer of protection.
Though Chunli had lost half her blood, her rage meter was full. Ryu had used up his own, and as long as Chunli pressed him to the wall and chained a heavy kick into EX Lightning Legs, she could finish with the fan and KO him in one blow.
Yan Yu knew that, according to the middle-aged man, only if she was hired would she have a chance to thank him in person, which meant she had to pass the third interview.
Tong Zhiruo, being trained in medicine, immediately understood Lin Xuan’s meaning. Being teased so brazenly, she couldn’t endure it. She grabbed her scissors and stabbed toward Lin Xuan’s belly.
“Your stomach was growling just now.” Chu Yuyao had just turned her head when she saw Fu Yan looking at her with curiosity, as if she were a rare treasure, and quickly turned away, embarrassed.
Nangong Changyun’s sword trembled in his hand, already formed. The blade was blunt, and on each side, six cloud patterns flowed like water, though the sword itself was not yet complete.
Lin Tian’s eyes were cold, his killing intent soaring, as he opened the Gate of Life and Death and unleashed his Heaven-Dominating Saber Art with full force. At the same moment, Ye Beigong attacked as well. Unlike Lin Tian’s sweeping, domineering style, his blade was graceful; with a sudden shift, he darted behind Lord Tongtian, his long blade a white arc slashing at Lord Tongtian’s legs.