Chapter 66: Guarantee

At this moment, the money in my hand was pitifully little. To think of repaying Qin Yunhao all at once was nothing but a dream. This fellow was using it to threaten me, just to make me feel utterly humiliated.

The middle-aged man adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses lightly, his smile carrying a hint of condescension. “Sir, do not look down on the young simply because they are poor. Your actions here…”

On the sofa sat a young man, his features handsome and resolute, yet his eyes, when they fell upon me, were filled with undisguised disgust.

Bian Que, seeing that they believed him and were already dreaming of a better future, was in high spirits. He couldn’t help but explain things to the three of them.

A terrifying wave of energy surged from Yan Chen. The head before him was struck with terror, already sensing the ominous outcome but powerless to stop it. Yan Chen shattered the skull with a single punch, and in his palm appeared a flame, ancient in its aura, erasing all traces.

The old village chief spoke with a worried expression, “I don’t know what’s happened, but several families in the north of the village suddenly have people who won’t wake up, no matter how they’re called. It’s one thing to sleep for a day or two, but…”

Of course, this was also related to the soft, soul-mending energy contained in the Blackstone Bracelet.

After the ship arrived near the Z star system, it did not immediately dock but instead hovered outside the system.

Yun Ci didn’t waste words with him. Truth and falsehood would be revealed in a single exchange. Both of them possessed spiritual bodies at the eighth level—earth for defense, wood for healing. But Yun Ci was no mere ornament; if provoked, she’d fight to the bitter end, even if it meant being shattered.

“Ling Xin, this is your only chance. Your performance has greatly disappointed the Divine King of the Holy Spirit. I was the one who delayed issuing your death order. If you fail, you know the consequences yourself.” Ming Qian’an warned Ling Xin.

With the sixth step, Yun Ci, wielding Pure Tranquility, arrived. Feng Ruohan took advantage of the leopard beast’s blow against her sword to leave the battle area.

“Master! Please tell your disciple the truth!” Xin Yun pleaded, closely following behind her master, Qing Feng.

Tian Chen, fleeing in panic, only then realized that the direction he was heading was different from the route he had taken in.

Xu Ruyi hoisted the massive wine jar and sang while drinking heartily. Shao Yuanjie laughed, but Tang Saier raised her hand and swept the mud seal from the eighth jar onto the ground.

As Morde spoke, the people in the hall followed his instructions, and soon half of them were bound up.

Yet he still did not give up. Drawing on insights gained at the brink of life and death, he finally reached the final stage of the Seventeen-Year Cicada—Cicada Movement.

And their ships were quite sturdy! After all, this was their territory in Liangzhou, and the Dong family wielded influence here, though most people in Liangzhou could not swim.

For some reason, this youth gave Tian Chen an eerie sense of coldness, though before everyone parted ways, Tian Chen had never sensed such an aura from him. It was very strange.

“That’s because, among those who walked out of the Three Doors, the mysterious guest was not present,” the enigmatic man in black said solemnly.

The next day, Tang Bohu’s elder brothers, Xu Zhenqing and Xu Changgu, also arrived in Suzhou with some others.

Only those who have endured hardship know how to cherish happiness. The long journey to Puyun Isle had once seemed a bitter ordeal to Xun Yi, but now he realized just how fortunate it was to walk peacefully as before.

Hearing this news, Nie Feng’s heart stirred. He exchanged a glance with Bu Jingyun, and both their eyes lit up in unison.

“…,” Sasuke opened his eyes to see the stone pillars of the cave ceiling, then sat up to observe his surroundings.

“The only solution is to ignore him, let the stock market hit bottom, and let the opponent achieve their goal. That way, we can preserve our strength and rise again in the future…” the executive beside him said with a frown.

“Xu Lang, do you have some ideas? Can’t you hold back even now?” Cheng Yiyi looked askance at Xu Lang.