Chapter 106: The Test

Yan Yuanqing nodded lightly, then fell silent, sitting quietly with his eyes closed to rest.

Those around him remained still, keeping him company without disturbance.

Less than two hours later, Chairman Zhao returned to the hall accompanied by several key members of the association.

In their hands, they carried thick...

The next day’s sacrifice proceeded smoothly. Nereus obtained all the divine grace he needed through two offerings. The flow of time in the Green Forest accelerated to eight times that of Norland, and the dimensional portal grew more stable.

There was no helping it—his connoisseur level was quite high, and such barbecue simply failed to impress him.

Yang Fan held a simple sword forged from refined steel. On the final competition stage, contestants could wield weapons or use formations. Any righteous martial arts recognized across the Nine Heavens Continent were permissible.

Joining the Martial Alliance, Lü Man's initial goal was straightforward: as a wandering martial artist, she naturally sought advanced cultivation methods. Only with superior techniques could one progress rapidly in training.

Chen Ling disliked wearing white robes, for as someone without kin or ties, he had no place to run.

“Calm down. Charging off like this won’t solve anything. Besides, you can’t reach your destination wielding such a long sword. Come back, and we’ll discuss this properly. Rest assured, I will ensure you and Yahui are well taken care of. But first, you must calm yourself,” Old Master Xu said.

On such a night, if the venerable Gu Daguang were asked, he would surely say that a drizzling night was meant for love, not bloodshed. Even if blood must be spilled, it should be in bed, not on the streets.

But after only a few steps, a grave realization struck: the streets were filled with rioting workers and security guards. How had Bai Lei gotten inside?

This illness defied even the most skilled doctors; aside from those three methods, it was truly incurable. And yet you dared claim a hundred percent success?

At that moment, Xu Yang’s home was filled with family: Old Master Xu, Xu Shuifeng, Xu Yang’s parents, his fifth uncle and seventh aunt, and Angel! These few were the backbone of the Xu family. They all watched cautiously.

Though in his anger last night he threatened to expel Chen Qinggang from the unit, after cooling down he reconsidered. Chen Qinggang had lost his son and naturally harbored resentment. After all, with his son gone, there was no need for mercilessness.

Qin Luoqi felt her heart grow cold as she mentioned the lump in her throat. Just as she resigned herself, the hotel door was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang.

Jes used his long reach and swift movement to leap directly onto the two men’s faces, unleashing a furious onslaught.

Compared to ordinary people, many of whom never earn such sums in a lifetime, he was wealthy—but still far from Yuan Yuan’s level.

The food container was uncovered. The first layer was filled with vibrant green vegetables and numerous slices of carrot. None of the ingredients had been cooked; all were raw.

That smile was like a gentle spring breeze, a blossoming peach flower. Seeing this, Hehua stood rooted, somewhat at a loss. Then, Jia Zhen’s smile faded as he slowly rose and walked beside Hehua.

Immediately, protests erupted, with clamoring voices demanding justice and respect, threatening to spiral into rebellion.

Wasn’t the fact that she dreamed of Mo Zhaoyuan in the primordial grand yin formation itself proof?

At eight o’clock that evening, the Mythic Guild’s eight million elite players were ready, dispersed around the mayor’s mansion. Inside the mansion, only about ten thousand NPC guards remained, while the city’s garrison troops were stationed in the barracks, absent from the mansion itself.