Volume One, Chapter 50: The Battlefield Intensifies! Tension and Temptation!

The more perceptive ones had already guessed Shen Chaowu’s identity. After all, what newcomer to the workplace carries a different designer bag every day? Her clothes and jewelry were also of impressive value. Shen Chaowu’s aura seemed shaped by wealth—confident, radiant, and bold. In contrast, Jiang Yao dressed simply.

He used the golden Ruyi spear to break the official lock newly added to the door of the Yao family pharmacy, pushed it open, and found no one inside; furniture and medicines lay in utter chaos. Though he had expected such a scene, seeing it firsthand filled him with both rage and shock.

Jin Zhonghuan’s eyes grew even wider, making him look all the more frightening. Shi Xiuquan, seeing this, was startled again.

Jiang Yuhan made another trip to the Dream Pool and found it equally disordered; the god attendants who had stayed behind had vanished. Later, Jiang Yuhan learned that, after witnessing the downfall of the Water God, the Qu family fortress and the Weinan Jiang family summoned their own kin back, while the surrendered god attendants had fled without a trace.

Those who left could only sigh inwardly: what a pity, another fine young woman would be ruined by those who guard the city gates year after year. What a pity.

“If only you’d told me sooner! Had I known you had such connections, I would have stayed a few more days with the Jiang family. Honestly, their food in the city is delicious. Maybe I should go back now?” Jiang Yuhan licked his lips and said.

Guo Cai stood up; now she just wanted to return to the gym and ponder how to tell Wang Tian about this without sounding abrupt.

“He can leave, but I refuse—I haven’t reclaimed what’s mine! Come, let’s settle this once and for all!” Murong Qiudi said, then pushed off with her foot and charged ahead swiftly. Murong Qiudi sighed, spun the bamboo flute between her fingers a few times, and went to meet the challenge.

“You’d better get back to bed—it’s cold outside.” After saying this, his face flushed.

Upon seeing Shi Feng, the two gazed at him with excitement and gratitude. Yet, as Shi Feng looked at these two—the spirits formed from his own parents in their youth—the excitement in his expression carried something more.

With her eyes closed, Wei Wushuang heard the people of the Qiang kingdom shouting loudly, as if witnessing something utterly incredible. Then everything plunged into absolute darkness, and not a sound could be heard. After a moment, she sensed light and the din of voices returning.

Such natural laws offered no protection even to the defensive sphere, so everyone, including Mill, was caught off guard.

“Gu Qingcheng, if I can’t see the tiger, I refuse to eat dinner.” With that, she ignored him and turned toward the other side.

With Ye Cangtian’s current speed, it wasn’t long before he landed in the Hall of Stars. A familiar scent greeted him; after all, he had spent several days here before.

She had just been hiding in the cabinet with Chen Xuan, listening to Gong Qingguo making a phone call outside. Without the miraculous divine intuition Chen Xuan possessed, she found it difficult to deduce Gong Qingguo’s intentions from the fragmentary conversation.

“Jingjing, why are you eating here? It’s all cheap junk food. Let me treat you to something delicious upstairs.” The lead student ignored Li Mu and Lin Mo, speaking directly to Chen Jing.

“All right, brother, why are you in Cloudsea Continent instead of the Heavenly Spirit World?” Ye Cangtian asked, somewhat puzzled. Logically, the Lord of Wuyou City should have been in the Heavenly Spirit World, not appearing in Cloudsea Continent.

After speaking, he took the kettle from Zhuo Xiong again, drank a mouthful of water, then opened his mouth and sprayed it onto the fire burning in the pit, instantly extinguishing it.