Chapter 157: Identity Exposed? Regional Arena Tournament!

The highest-stakes corporate warfare often relies on the most mundane tactics.

At first, Gu Ruilong tried to halt the factory's construction by poaching military enterprise talent from Linjiang.

Later, he discovered that Li Chang'an could not only enlist Su Ruobing's aid but also secure the help of Hu Xiuyuan, the Governor of Xiangnan, to assign the necessary workers.

Realizing that particular gambit was a dead end, the Gu family immediately pivoted to a different strategy.

They applied pressure to the suppliers, forcing them to give a superficial nod of agreement.

Earth-grade profound techniques were of paramount importance to the Cangyun Academy; for security, they would typically only release one at a time, but for Ling Feng's sake, Wang Jiegu produced three at once, a testament to the immense promise he saw in the youth.

This entire domain fell under the jurisdiction of the Qingcheng Sect, so by all rights, the ancestors of the various factions who had gathered to watch the spectacle should have stood in solidarity with them against a common enemy.

The very same dilemma was plaguing Su Chenyang, who found that the chasm between ideal and reality was vast. The seven million from his father had been poured entirely into the development of Phoenix Town, and with the imperial family's backing, they could certainly hold out for a few months. Yet this was no overnight endeavor; it required a long-term, stable source of revenue.

Though Hu Cicheng had already ascended to the sixth-order Combat King realm, even after a dozen years of bitter cultivation within that tier, he had only managed to reach its mid-stage to this day.

"The monkey's mind is warped, and so is his soul," I jeered playfully. In response, a few grunts echoed through the channel as the monkey voiced his displeasure with me.

"Impressive, right?" The three of them gave a thumbs-up, casting looks of newfound respect toward Qingyue and Qingbao.

Xi Longsong stepped closer to Qianye Jinfeng and whispered, "Are the Huifeng and Lanxin I asked you to prepare ready?"

"It is better to know nothing at all; our predecessors harbor profound intentions, and we ought to be grateful. If the same fate befell us, I believe we would adopt the exact same measure as our ancestors: keeping our lips sealed," Xi Longhai said, patting Ruolan on the shoulder to offer comfort.

The heavy stone weighing on Hanyue's heart had quietly dropped. Though she had no way of knowing whether Jiang Yi possessed the strength to slay the man before them, the dialogue between the two revealed that the man harbored considerable wariness toward Jiang Yi, completely devoid of the arrogance he had shown them. Subconsciously, she hoped Jiang Yi was the stronger of the two.

Given Jiang Yi's temperament, no amount of vehement opposition from the crowd could sway his resolve; thus, once the others abandoned their futile protests, he exited the Aquarius Palace directly and flew toward the Libra Palace with desperate speed.

Seeing that the distance between himself and Ruan Rou had closed by another five hundred kilometers, leaving it at ten thousand five hundred, a gratified smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He gave Shen Du a curt nod, stepped back quietly by two paces, and then delivered a powerful kickback. Utilizing the acceleration of his forward sprint, he scaled the wall with the cleanest of movements in a single bound.

"The students from other districts have all rushed off to join the queue. What is to be done about those areas?" Yan Zhenqing asked, caught between exasperation and amusement.

The dish of cold-dressed snake gall on the table had been nearly devoured by the eccentric stranger, while beside it, two bowls of chicken soup, glistening with a slick of yellow fat, still quietly radiated heat.

Gu Nian stole a glance at Huo Lengxiao, only to find him glaring at her with an expression that clearly warned, "If you dare agree to this, you are dead."

"Grandfather, I know exactly what I am doing, and I do not regret divorcing Gu Nian!" Mo Chenhao stiffened his neck, defying Elder Mo with a face that insisted he was in the right.

Though they sang in a language he had never heard and danced in steps he had never seen, Moye was profoundly stirred. He realized with a jolt of alarm that he could actually comprehend the meaning embedded within those dances and songs, a revelation that only deepened his confusion and left him even more utterly at a loss.

They looked up at the sky, seeing absolutely nothing through the thick smog, and they looked down at the earth, where not a single blade of grass could grow upon the pure concrete of the parking lot.