Chapter 104: Not Enough

“A fight, and if you win, you’ll get a billion as a reward. Tsk tsk, young people from the provincial capital really are generous.” Hearing this, Xu Yang, who had always had no interest in fighting, suddenly had his eyes light up.

Then, ignoring Bai Xiaocheng’s dissuading gaze, he decisively spoke up: “Since there’s a reward, I’m interested in participating too. This…”

Liu Fan ordered the gates of Gui Mountain City to be thrown open and led fifty thousand elite Xiliang cavalry towards the three camps of the Anti-Liang Alliance. When Liu Fan’s army reached eight miles from Gui Mountain City, he commanded the troops to halt.

Cai Yan stopped as expected, clutching Liu Fan’s arm, no longer crying, but still sniffling, pitiful and delicate. Liu Fan finally lifted his head and looked around. The other four wives and concubines were all gazing at this immortal couple with both envy and longing in their eyes.

At eleven-thirty that noon, Wan Feng had just put down his rice bowl when he saw He Xiao, head drooping like a prisoner, being escorted here by He Yanfei.

As soon as the fight broke out, the other disciples drew their treasured swords and launched a fierce assault against the wolf monsters. But the wolf monsters numbered in the tens of thousands, and with the Arab soldiers shooting relentlessly, the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect suffered unprecedented casualties. After several rounds of fierce battle, they paid a heavy price.

The venomous dragon, convinced that it had succeeded, flew back to Flying Cloud Mountain to deliver the good news to its elder brother, the blood dragon. Upon hearing this, the blood dragon was overjoyed and immediately led his brothers down the mountain with full force, ready to wipe out all the sword masters at once.

After the blue space twisted, it grew blurry again. Some time passed before it gradually became clear.

“Finish him off!” Boss Ren’s words seemed to carry weight—nearly two hundred people in the room rushed at Guo Nianfei, and others grabbed things from under the beds: all sharpened toothbrushes.

“Good! If they dare harm innocent elves, Grandpa Gaia will show them what it feels like to be knocked flying!” Gaia clenched his fist, his eyes blazing with determination.

When the phoenix carving beast saw the six disciples of Xuantong, it realized that the Tang pilgrims had come to rescue them. It led all its brothers in a full counterattack, once again driving the main force of the beast-hunting dragons out of Divine Mountain.

From that day on, Tu Shu’s cultivation seemed to stagnate, making no progress at all. No matter how hard his father tried, Tu Shu remained unchanged, as if everything had been frozen on that day. Finally, one day…

Except for Zhou Dashan, who was still at max level for the first tier, Xia Meilin, Lilith, and Lan Ling were at the verge of breaking through. If they advanced to the early stage of the second tier, they would have much more security in the next advancement dungeon, not needing Luo Yi’s constant care and might even help him with some matters.

But Cheng Shaofeng knew what this meant—a fifth-tier undead, with a special ability: resurrection.

“When the Dragon Emperor Palace emerges, I, Chu Chen, swear I will bring you home in an eight-carriage wedding procession.” Chu Chen drew Xiao Suyi into his embrace.

He fell instantly, and his gaze inadvertently glanced under the dining table, discovering that a bomb was taped there, its screen displaying red numbers counting down—less than five minutes remained.

Though he knew it was just a game, after so many days spent with Aunt Mei and Old Lei, he had begun to see himself as one of the judges. The murder of the second senior brother, who had carried their hopes, left him deeply unsettled.

The moment he recognized the attacker, he immediately understood—the assault must have been orchestrated by the Second Madam.

The game was equipped with an intelligent assist system to simplify player operations and help those who couldn’t remember the procedures. At this moment, that assist function was undoubtedly Luo Yang’s lifeline.