Chapter 98: The Lost Sword Manual

Seeing Ye Cheng tuck his Universe Pouch into his pocket, Xiang Ying, though disappointed, let out a relieved sigh. After all, at least his life was spared. As for the treasures inside that pouch? No matter how reluctant Xiang Ying was, he had no choice but to hand them over to Ye Cheng. As the saying goes, "As long as the green mountains remain, one need not worry about firewood."

"Well..."

The atmosphere in the arena was bleak. Smoke rose, and swirling sand and dust obscured everyone's vision. This scene was hard to believe. Liu Yili was already a divine figure in the Chenyun Empire, deemed invincible by all. Yet this belief was shattered by the sudden appearance of a middle-aged man.

Because "that gentleman" had instructed that if Chi Yan woke up, he was to be notified immediately at any time. So Doctor Liao did not hesitate and dialed that number.

Over the past six months, he had indeed been stationed at the Radiant Gold Tower. Could there really have been a mistake? But Jing Ziyan was so certain, claiming to have seen it with her own eyes—there must be some misunderstanding.

He shook his head, setting aside the chaotic thoughts, and moved with Yuan Xian’er and Lu Nishang to Flower Fruit Mountain.

The voice of Ximen Jinlian was soft, yet many guests overheard it, causing an immediate stir.

No matter how much I punched or kicked him, he remained unmoved. Of course, I didn’t use much force—not out of mercy, but to avoid bringing trouble upon myself.

"Everyone, stay alert. That rider up ahead could very well be the one. Once the target is confirmed, the musicians must restrain him and never let him escape. That person holds something crucial to our guild," Yu Tiankong pointed to the white horseman in the distance.

As the first ray of dawn pierced the darkness and leapt into his dry, aching, bloodshot eyes, his weary face closed in exhaustion. When he opened them again, a hoarse voice escaped his lips.

The forest had already extended the invitation. None of them dared to say, "No! Please don’t come!"

Then two officers immediately produced handcuffs, restraining Bam’s hands and feet.

Yu Qiao suddenly looked up. She had almost forgotten that, according to the original plan, the engagement was set for these next couple of days.

"Let’s go!" With a plan forming in his mind, He Chen grabbed Sairiya and ran. The terrain here was open; if they were surrounded, it meant certain death. The narrow mountain path ahead was where He Chen had chosen to make their stand.

She didn’t wait for He Chen to open the door, wiping her hands as she passed by. Upon opening the door, she saw He Chen and Sairiya standing at the entrance, wrapped tightly in hats and scarves.

"But the military academy is recruiting all these D-grade students. Isn’t that a waste?" He Chen was puzzled. Wasn’t this the time they needed reinforcements? Why conduct training now?

Having never tasted unicorn meat, Qi Yundong figured it must be similar—it was meat, after all.

Bai Yan sipped his wine, silent for a long while, as if reminiscing about old times, then finally spoke, "Where should the story begin?"

As a major shareholder, Yang Zi held 93.9% of the shares, Kṣitigarbha had 5%, Monkey Brother 1%, and the old boatman a mere 0.1%.

Shi Jinyan arrogantly declared, "I’m in charge of the entire General’s Mansion now. Next time you see me, you’d better behave."

Several doctors pinned down the agitated woman on the bed, then injected a syringe into the back of her neck.

After returning and consulting with Feng Ling, Qin Yilang, and others, they decided to send ten jin of exotic beast meat from the duck carcass to Lan Rui. Lan Rui weighed it in her hand, pursed her lips, and handed Roger two bottles of low-grade calming spirit medicine.

"This was specially made to simulate the aura of the white-winged bird, but it can only mimic certain scents, not change its form. So if you look directly, you can see through it," Yan Muxi said as she returned the badge to Tang Xibai.