Chapter 80: Attending the Banquet

Tonight, Ruan Mianmian attended the banquet in a white mermaid gown. The form-fitting design accentuated her perfect figure, highlighting her graceful silhouette and slender waist. The mermaid hem at the bottom made her appear even taller and more statuesque. She paired the dress with a diamond necklace and an exquisite clutch, exuding an air of pure elegance. The etiquette lessons Ruan Mianmian had taken recently had certainly not been in vain. The instructor Qi Yan had invited taught her not only the protocols for various occasions but also the art of dressing and coordination.

The Divine Demon Sect was one of the four major schools in the Seven Phoenix Realm, standing alongside the Daoist Sect. This sect pursued the ancient powers of gods and demons, revered nature, paid no heed to good or evil, and acted without restraint or limitation.

The Crown Prince and Crown Princess, renowned for their mutual understanding and lasting affection, proved their bond once again. With just a glance and a few words, the Crown Prince, who knew his consort well, grasped the entire situation with remarkable clarity.

As for what comes next, there was no rush. Searching would require time anyway, and since the game server had only been open for three days and the village was just reaching an intermediate level, there was no need to hurry.

Pan Ning had intended to ask about their plans, but seeing how late it was and that all three were only children, he held back, deciding to ask them about their intentions the next day.

Ye Luo glanced at the locator Ye Qiu had given her before they parted, her expression heavy. “In the stone forest we passed through, we must have triggered some sort of transfer mechanism. It shifted us directly from the northern edge of the stone mountain ruins to the far north of the site.”

Tang Ning read through the comments, dismissing them with a smile. After a simple disguise, she and Sister Long entered the parking lot and got into Mo Ting’s car.

She was not someone who could not let go; it was just that now, letting go was no longer an option. Since Hualien had become her inner demon, the two of them were fated to a battle to the bitter end.

Upon reflection, it did make sense. After all, the person commanding players here under Greed Wolf was surely outstanding within the entire military system, drawing on generations of accumulated experience.

Black mists were drawn from the bodies of his ghostly soldiers, coalescing into a strange divine blade. The blade’s tip resembled a lotus, triple-headed with six edges, impossibly sharp.

After a long silence, Qiao Song trembled slightly. “Does it not look good? I knew it—how could I ever be worthy of such a perfect dress?” She clutched the hem of her skirt, on the verge of tears.

“What’s wrong? Do you object to the Imperial Bureau taking over?” The man’s voice was cold, with a mocking undertone.

The story behind all this might remain forever unknown. Someone, right before Basharli and Ivy’s eyes, burned heaps of photographs, documents, and surveillance reports. The events behind it all seemed as though they had never occurred.

After hanging up, Zhao Zixian wore an amused smile. Not long after, he received a call from Xia Tian: Young Master Wang had agreed to meet and had given an address. To his surprise, the meeting place was the reception room of the Provincial Public Security Department.

Xia Haoran said nothing, simply staring at the model of the apartment complex in front of him. He had only heard general details from others, but now, seeing the scaled-down model, he immediately took a liking to the place.

Meanwhile, Lin Jiayao and Xin Rui looked at her in astonishment. They had known Luo Yuwei for quite some time, but had never seen her speak to a man in such a tone.

Bai Nian’s eyes were clouded with blood, unable to see who it was, but still able to recognize the voice—still bellowing loudly, even in the face of death.

According to ancient tradition, Hexagram Star Magisters held reserved seats in the Council of Elders. They could skip meetings, but their chairs could not be removed. Another rule stated that Hexagram Star Magisters had the right to convene a meeting in emergencies, and this authority superseded that of the council elders.

In reality, Gu techniques varied in complexity. The Heart-Questioning Gu was the simplest, little more than a form of hypnosis. The Love Gu belonged to the intermediate level—no cure existed for it in the world. As for the most potent Gu techniques, those were the likes of the Longevity Gu and the Spirit-Hosting Gu, formidable beyond compare.