Chapter 62: What Future Could There Possibly Be?

Xue Zhu continued, "The side hall is filled with the congratulatory gifts sent by today's guests. I searched carefully and found the source. The side of the gift box sent by Meng Yingying was coated with a layer of... I'm not entirely sure, but it seems like powder ground from something on a female snake?"

Jiang Nian nodded. "Knowing it's Meng Yingying's doing is enough; what the exact substance is doesn't matter."

With that, Jiang Nian straightened up, walked into the courtyard, and sat down at the stone table beneath the tree.

For a matter like this, even relying purely on fabrication, Song Chuanlin would never believe the two of them could invent such a story.

No matter how deeply skeptical Ye Tiansheng might be, simply by pondering it, he abruptly brought the feat to reality.

"Back then at the village entrance, the Skinless and the Four-Eyed Celestial Master were inadvertently led elsewhere, and only the Skinless came back out."

A tall, robust man and a handsome, elegant young master stepped out from the ripples, gazing in the direction where Shen Chenfeng and the others had departed.

"I refuse to believe that you, who were severely injured and hunted down by the celestial masters, would suddenly come here for no reason. If your goal is that tattooed man's tattoo, you must have a backup plan—a trump card sufficient to let you escape from our hands."

Standing within the Taiyin stellar position, Ye Tiansheng felt the boundless stellar energy continuously cascading from beyond the firmament.

Before this, they had treated Shen Chenfeng as an ordinary cultivator, mocking him in every possible way.

Far in the distance, Ye Tiansheng watched the scene unfold as a handsome middle-aged man stood suspended in mid-air and unleashed a palm strike toward the Great Elder.

Tang Yuansi was the first to react. He strode forward resolutely, his gaze locking with Song Chuanlin's as a flash of unyielding determination crossed his eyes.

Those in the world who remain unenlightened outnumber the evil-doers destined for execution by a hundred or even a thousandfold. Just because they are greater in number, does that mean trying to enlighten them is also an obsession and a grasping mind?

Conversely, while Qin Tian lingered peacefully on the Spirit King Star, passing his days with effortless ease, three figures emerged in a distant corner of the heavens and myriad realms.

This attack practically enveloped the entire arena. Unless Ling Xiao jumped off the stage, running anywhere else would be futile.

The power of the Great Dao is terrifyingly extreme. Ordinary Dao-Entering realm cultivators, even upon reaching the Ninth Transformation peak, are still only capable of shaping a hundred wisps.

The intoxicating cocktail had been meticulously crafted by Tang Long. A single sip would make one crave a second, and Old Li Jiu, whose alcohol tolerance was poor, certainly couldn't handle it. Downing an entire bottle would leave him with barely a sliver of life if it didn't kill him outright.

"Zhang Deshuai, you can take that back to your mother. Trying to out-money me? You're still too green!" Qin Danlan didn't hold wealthy people in any regard at all, simply because wealth was the one thing she had in abundance.

"You really are a fool, taking the whole night just to replace a door." Being an amateur, Pu Yisheng didn't finish repairing Wang Fan's door until dawn, earning himself a severe scolding from Wang Fan upon leaving.

Enduring the foul stench, Tang Long looked at the yellowish liquid on the ground and the countless maggots writhing out from the walls. It was truly nauseating.

"Haven't you noticed that his fighting style has become a lot sharper?" Du Peng said, a glint of coldness in his eyes.

At that moment, a crisp voice rang out. Several of them started in surprise and turned their heads to see the protagonist of the wedding banquet gazing at them with a smile.

The moment Song Yi heard Di Fuping's voice, he rushed in and, sure enough, found Di Fuping bullying people again. Qin Ye had instructed just last night that he needed quiet recuperation, and Di Fuping must not be allowed to ruin things.

At this time, Huang Yitian, who had remained silent all along, let out a hearty laugh and spoke to Li Zhe.

Of course, the sheer absurdity of one nation closing in on another nation's capital to conduct military exercises is hard to believe.

X-ray vision pierced through walls and pipes, revealing dozens of destroyers assembling in the harbor of Metropolis.

Watching Cheng Xiao take Zhao Xieyuan away without a word, the surrounding onlookers felt a mixture of envy and jealousy, wishing they could be the one following closely behind him.