Chapter 120: The Wager

"Do you really need me to lay a hand on you?" Gu Yunmeng stared at Qin Yue with her exquisitely beautiful eyes.

As the Saintess of the Five Elements Palace from the Immortal Realm, she ignored everyone else, her gaze fixated on the "prey" before her with an air of absolute certainty.

"If you want to fight me, that’s fine, but I find these people rather eyesores. Tell them to get lost," Qin Yue said, his eyes filled with contempt as he glanced at the others.

The group was instantly incensed.

"You think too highly of yourself!"

"Huff—huff—" After catching his breath, Qiao Ji, sensing that the immediate danger had passed, found a relatively clean spot to lean against the wall. He began to regulate his breathing and shake out his muscles to relax. If he hadn't been wearing armor, he would have loved to massage his limbs right then and there.

Ye Chen swept his gaze across his Dantian world. He had acquired many suits of armor from the underground ruins, including five hundred sets of Celestial Silver armor and countless sets of Black Cloud and Golden Bell armor. He had left the vast majority back on Tianyuan Planet, bringing only a few Celestial Silver and Black Cloud sets with him.

A fire dragon flew out, circling Gao Feng before charging toward the evil spirits. With the growth of Gao Feng’s strength, the fire dragon had changed significantly, becoming far more formidable. In truth, the dragon was an extension of Gao Feng himself, and its power represented his own strength.

The material of this great tree was excellent for crafting anything, and since it had sprouted new buds—meaning it was not a dead object but one that could be harvested over time—that was where its true value lay.

With this grab, Uncle Tong felt certain he could seize Gao Feng and end him. Having not wanted to step in personally, Uncle Tong felt he had already shown Gao Feng enough respect by acting now. Yet, he never expected his strike to miss. The moment Gao Feng’s figure appeared, it vanished into thin air once again.

The current protagonists of the world slaughtering the previous generation of protagonists—this was the rule of the heavens, an ironclad law.

Furthermore, once trade fully opened up, the Goblin Auction House’s exorbitant taxes would surely be reined in. Goods from the two major factions would finally begin to circulate, and with the new expansion pack arriving, this was the perfect opportunity for merchants to showcase their skills.

However, what chilled her to the bone was that before the Jiuli tribesmen could react, a terrifying, domineering aura—akin to a monarch descending upon the world—suddenly erupted from Wang Yichen.

That was not why Yang Tian felt terror. What truly unsettled him was that as his gaze followed these colorful bubbles, he realized they were not only connected by threads but arranged in a highly systematic pattern, converging into strands of colorful light that seeped into the earth beneath his feet.

"So he's a madman? Easy to deal with!" Regardless of how annoying it was, Wang Yichen, having regained his composure, finally knew what to do.

Half of her body was buried in the snow. She tried to climb out, but her shoe had snagged on something.

Ye Yaoyao hurriedly pulled Ling Xiao along, hailed a taxi, and headed toward the hotel where He Zhuohua was getting married.

The golden light grew increasingly dazzling. At this moment, Luo Chenxi was in the process of advancing to the Primordial Realm.

Xu Kang had witnessed firsthand the kind of treatment his grandfather received in the capital. When he was of no use, he was cast aside like refuse; when he was needed, they would issue an imperial decree summoning him to the palace. His grandfather’s tenure as Chancellor was truly pathetic.

Yet, even the sturdiest city wall will develop gaps under the erosion of time. Even the strongest lock will rust after enduring the wind and sun.

She loved her foster parents, she loved Wang Guisheng and his nephew, and she loved Jiangzhou Bank. This love was as profound as the indelible memories of her days of hardship, etched into the depths of her soul, never to be erased.

"Sister, Xiao Zaichen has left. Come out!" Zhou Tian said, knocking on Zhou Xiao's door after Xiao Zaichen had departed.