Chapter 51: The Gift

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"Young Master Lin, something's wrong—Keke, who was with us, has disappeared." Ling You's voice carried a hint of gravity.

Unexpected—far too unexpected, a shock beyond imagining; the elders were dumbfounded, with only Si Bei barely suppressing laughter. Truly, the young and reckless fear nothing, not even Lu Hu.

Suddenly, Yan Zhen understood. The Lord of Death Valley hadn’t failed to see through his changes; rather, the lord was simply too old, so old that he could no longer keep pace with Yan Zhen’s deceptions.

Cross-legged, Yan Zhen began his cultivation. Facing the enemy head-on was a task for himself, Zhang Pingfan, and Xiao Bufeng. For now, his only goal was to become stronger, stronger, and yet stronger still—until he could bring down the White Bone Demon King.

With a sharp hum, the gourd flashed like lightning, tearing through the void to shoot before the giant dragon eagle. Instantly, the gourd expanded to ten meters, forming a towering wall that blocked the beast’s path.

Regrettably, no one could yet tell what attitude the other four provinces would take regarding this mutiny.

The giant dragon toad gazed down at Lin Yi, eyelids drooping, its eyes both indifferent and cold, exuding an air of divine disdain.

As it turned out, these past few days, Zhao Bingqian had been accompanying her elder sister on a trip to relax in another city. Now that Ye Haochuan had returned, Zhao Bingqian wished to reunite with him in Haishan as soon as possible. Thus, early that morning, the sisters boarded a plane home.

"Pure Yang True Fire, also known simply as True Fire, is said to originate from the Fire God Zhu Rong—a flame of utmost yang. Later, one of the Celestial Sovereigns of the Nine Heavens transformed it, giving rise to various types of true fire. The Celestial Master's Samadhi True Fire also derives from Pure Yang True Fire. By now, Pure Yang True Fire can be considered a Daoist tradition."

Her circumstances were actually quite favorable; with steady cultivation and fortune’s protection, she was more than capable of ascending to immortality.

The matter of their attire was not yet settled the next day when Jiang Kairan and Hong Ziyao received a notice from Yanzang: Gu Tao had invited the team to the Royal Rose for a gathering.

The Nangong family, however, understood that while they could temporarily seize Tiayan Corporation, devouring such a lucrative business in one gulp was impossible—they’d choke if they tried. Though their family was among the top powers in the nation, they were not the sole masters.

In the next instant, as if in play, the creature extended a furry forepaw and pressed it atop the Soul-Eater Worm’s head, which was harder than steel.

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In his hand, he held an unusual weapon—a blowpipe, designed to shoot poisoned darts.

Had his target score been only ninety, Han Ge likely would have found someone already, but he refused to settle.

"We just saw each other at lunch, didn’t we? I worry that if I keep seeking you out, you’ll get annoyed," Jiang Kairan hesitated, mumbling with little confidence.

Staring at the live feed from the military satellite, the Star Knights’ commander, Mande, exclaimed in disbelief.

Just as Xiao Yan spoke, Luo Jin grinned widely, displaying a nonchalant attitude.

The wild barrage of elemental attacks struck his body, instantly shattering his internal organs. Even now, afflicted by the power of decay, his strength was suppressed—if not to the peak of Lord God, then nearly so.

The architecture displayed distinctive ethnic styles: drum towers, pagodas, stilt houses. Most buildings were wooden, some constructed from bamboo; it felt like a world apart from the outside.

"Of course. During World War II, Southeast Asia—with the exception of the Philippines—was almost entirely under British colonial rule. That means they’ve always had designs on the South Pacific islands, so we must remain vigilant," Zhao Zhiyi remarked.

This deliberate severance was a goblin policy for future strategy, sacrificing untold numbers daily—a timeworn method of harming the enemy at one’s own expense.

"Alright, now that we’re finished here, it’s time to go home," Huang Yan said, scanning their surroundings but finding no one else.

"Father, you’re here." Bai Xiangxiang greeted Bai Tianming with calm composure, neither overly joyful nor sorrowful. Her serenity made Bai Tianming uneasy. He sat beside her under the plane tree, whose branches swayed above their heads, sunlight streaming through the leaves in broad patches.

"Damn it, just how many tricks does this guy have left?!" Moon cursed, his mechanical arm still aching faintly.

"The premise is that the bastard has to come back alive, with all his reproductive equipment intact. So if you still want your high-society dreams, you’d best think of a way to save the kid’s father," Hao Dajian said.

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In the darkness, Lu Jingsheng couldn't see Lou Xue’an’s stormy expression—he could only hear his voice, cold enough to chill the blood.

After visiting the laboratory of the Daoist Yi, she realized that Academy City might not be as peaceful as it appeared—there could well be hidden darkness at work beneath the surface.

Semiramis nodded, agreeing with Alice’s judgment and admitting her own mistake from before.

Ouyang Chen’s pupils contracted as he finally understood Yan Yunxi’s intentions—this trap was never meant for him.

"I’ll fetch the doctor for you and ask him to prescribe the best painkillers available," Huo Yiran said, rising to leave.

Noticing my gaze, Xiao Qinghe glanced back at me, her expression a mixture of helplessness and regret.

Everyone turned to see a black-and-white national treasure nearly two meters tall swaggering into the room, chewing a bamboo shoot and swaying its plump body.

Dingxiang found Xiao San and intended to leave with her. At that moment, Sister Mei joined them, hoping to leave together as well. Dingxiang said nothing and simply let Mei accompany them.

After a long silence, Ding Da finally spoke. After all, Xiao San was an outsider, and failing to follow custom could easily provoke gossip—something the clan leader would not tolerate.

Youfei considered that perhaps, since the other party seemed so prescient, there might truly be a solution. Besides, a life-and-death contract now bound them together. Stifling her urge to tinker with her subsystem, Youfei began to speak to Lawson.