Chapter 100: How About We Make a Deal?

“Guess!” Lu Jianwei smiled.

Of course, she noticed the old man’s teeth stained yellow from the smoke.

The old man chuckled, “You mischievous girl!”

He put away the cigarette. At that moment, Li Fengying approached, flipping through two tattered comic books, a third-grade language textbook with two torn pages, and a chipped plate.

The plate wasn’t an antique, worthless.

“Xiao Lu, why do you want this broken stool and these...”

Though each deity’s temple should theoretically have distinctive features, unfortunately, the two gods Chen Ming worshipped had never sent him any messages. The most prominent Fate God had only just confirmed His own existence, without even revealing His race. The only certainty was that He bore no ill will toward Chen Ming.

“What’s with that attitude! What’s your attitude!? Didn’t I warn you before you came?” Another slap landed on Peng Tian’s nape.

Yet even now, his tamed spirit beast, the Golden Python Jinyu, was far from reaching the level implied by the term “demonic beast.”

Count Ronaldo, who had been somewhat isolated, was overjoyed. He laughed heartily, consenting to Chen Ming’s actions, and informed the others that Viscount Rolong was a noble on his side.

Under this influence, cracks began to form on the budding olive branch in Tongtianyun’s left hand, and the olive branch gradually aged.

Chaos magic was overwhelmingly powerful, its strength bordering on the unnatural. Even Wanda herself couldn’t fully control it, making it prone to losing control.

Ling Jian glanced at the Skyblade, then at Ye Zixin, smiled, and headed into the mountains. Liu Qingqing and the others followed closely behind. Not far along, Xu Xi was once again silenced.

Fortunately, the rot at the top wasn’t too severe. He and the minotaur joined hands to carry the corpse down.

Darkened Meira extended her arm without needing to further arm herself and placed her hand on the trident artifact for the second time. The trident hummed softly, as if attempting to resist, but under her grasp, it remained utterly immobile.

Despite the old man’s special status, he couldn’t waste precious time attending worthless lectures. To him, the so-called chain of twenty-four organ locks was little more than scrap.

Only those with the ability to fly or adept water warriors cared little for such matters.

This was human nature—ever-changing, ever-growing greed. There was no reason, simply boredom. Yet at this critical moment, he felt a flicker of hesitation; this dark gathering place held many memories.

The ore extraction lasted nearly a week. When it ended, besides a few Liv crystals, Chen Jin acquired several hundred high-energy Misi crystals and a rare moonstone.

As time passed, Li Ru felt unease. Why were Zhang Xiu’s troops absent behind Cao Cao’s lines, while his own soldiers seemed suppressed?

Uncertainty prevailed, so when facing such terrifyingly powerful foes, one must never offend them in the slightest.

No wonder Chang’e refused to see Erlang Shen Yang Jian and Young Master Yan, but singled out a man named Lin Jian. How could that not arouse curiosity?

For a false emperor to attain the Dao and become a true emperor was almost a dead end. Success required immense willpower and great wisdom, so many false emperor strongmen abandoned that path.

Now, the native tore off what he thought was his safest disguise, breaking the last layer of his mental defense. Fear returned, overwhelming him to forget attack, leaving him to weep desperately like a child, begging for a final chance to live.

“Damn, what kind of bow is this? It sends chills down my spine!” Qi Yue gasped in awe.

This Hu Bin’s power was immense; even Xu Qing and the others were somewhat intimidated by him. With my current strength, fighting him would be like striking a stone with an egg.