Chapter 87: The Conflicted Prince

With Gu Yiyi’s current cultivation at the first level of Foundation Establishment, even a ninth-level cultivator would not be able to harm her in the slightest—her strength was truly monstrous. The others were still unaware that the Empire had already decided to abandon G City. If the group could not leave G City by tonight, they would face dire consequences.

“In a moment, you don’t need to make a move. Just hide here and prioritize your own safety above all else,” Su Chen instructed. Although Wu Yun had never used an immersion pod and didn’t know what being ‘Master of the Starwind’ really meant, she had previously received help from Li Ran and could understand why these tenants were so agitated.

He had not felt the blade touch anything at all—there was not even the slightest resistance—it was as if that patch of shadow were merely an illusion.

Ye Chen had made up his mind to commission a weapon tailored to himself and immediately dialed Lu Hou’s number.

Countless cultivators in the royal capital felt regret, but still forced themselves to wait, for no one dared disobey the Golden-Eyed Dharma King.

Thus, while most mages loved to craft grand floating cities, very few would ever attempt to create a cost-effective machine for universal use.

This floating city was the most solid cornerstone he had built toward realizing that unimaginable ambition.

Unlike Kong Junfei, Wang Gang did not ridicule them. Instead, he turned to the four behind him with determined eyes and spoke.

As soon as the White Tiger finished evolving, it was sent out of the stone cave before it could even show off the large wings on its back. A stream of icy spring water poured over its head, instantly dousing most of its excitement.

Jiao Ming was grateful, yet could only harden his heart and refuse—things were truly busy here. Since the refusal was only slight, his reply needed to be tactful. Though this was not so difficult, Jiao Ming still had no choice but to ask Die Da for help.

He considered carefully where to place the third clip—just a fraction of a second’s thought—and finally set it in a more reasonable position.

Aside from these measures, Li Zetian’s main plan was to divert seawater into the desert at any cost, and to build desalination plants—not only to provide large quantities of fresh water but also to produce salt.

This shop’s sign advertised saving you the hassle of transfers: go directly from point A to point B. Their wares included: Teleporter Core, Graveyard Teleporter, Executor Teleporter, Wooden Teleporter, Future Teleporter, Stone Teleporter, Science Teleporter, Brass Teleporter, and so on.

Okada Nakajiro ground his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do. Not only were his soldiers uneasy—even he himself was nervous. Could the Independent Regiment really have come?

At that moment, streaks of light in the sky suddenly pierced through the thick fog and came crashing down toward them.

They reached a consensus, but since it wasn’t the right place to change shoes, they planned to head inside first and find somewhere to sit.

Although the fighting had not spread, the fact that the Independent Regiment was stationed at Tongguan had, unsurprisingly, been discovered by the enemy.

As for the attackers, the one-legged water mage-warrior with nine rings immediately leapt back, focusing intently on the new opponent. The others were even more reluctant to act rashly and invite attack, since from his movements, it was clear he was not an ally.

All of this was seen by Xuelan. Her heart softened, her resentment faded, and she thought perhaps the man before her was a good man after all.

With a crisp snapping sound, blood trickled from the young man’s lips. When his right hand left his mouth, the top joints of two fingers had vanished without a trace, taking with them the fingerprints that could have proved him the killer.

After Lü Fei and Fan Shuiqing set the general principles, they left the details entirely to Wang Tian and Pan Ling.

Cal finally revealed her swollen, red eyes—it seemed she had wept many times over these painful memories.

He raised his hand to block Wu’s attack. But Liu Yi, already injured from the tribulation and caught off guard, was sent flying by Wu’s punch.

Ding Jingxi swiftly drew his sword with his left hand, aiming to intercept the man’s blade. He believed he could now match the man’s swordsmanship—in the past, he’d only managed to win by risking mutual destruction, but now he was the equal.

Zhao Fei and the others debated how to handle the object. After circling it several times, they could find no place to start—it had no weaknesses from top to bottom. After much deliberation, they gave up.

At last, as the card was sent to the graveyard, Qisha’s life points dropped to zero. At that moment, the ‘Elven Swordsman’ held a symbolic projection of blood on his hand. Qisha was finally freed—she fell backward, lying on the ground.

The sun, that great lamp, was about to go out. In its last rays, the city remained bustling and prosperous. When night fell and the artificial river of light flowed, the city was still ablaze with flowers and excitement—for there was light, and the shadows, as ever, went unnoticed.

Third Uncle lay face-down on the bed, his face ashen as if the blood had been drained from his body. Two candles flickered weakly at the bedside, their glow illuminating the worry on Yue Shanshan’s face. Noticing her concern, Third Uncle forced a faint smile to comfort her.

The investigation had reached an impasse, and Xiao Cheng had no intention of revealing the matters concerning Su Ya and the false Odin Kingdom. Without concrete evidence, such talk would only increase the risk of exposing himself.

“……” Bald Dragon was speechless. This enormous box contained hundreds of billions of such metal creatures, each with a unique genetic code. Without knowing the original information, trying to unlock the box was pure fantasy.