Chapter 365: Everyone Get in the Car

Li Chang'an nodded, leading the team forward once more.

Though they encountered several small-scale insectoid ambushes along the way, the bug-hunter squad dispatched them swiftly.

Upon reaching the target area, Bai Lin began scanning the surroundings with her instruments to ensure their safety.

"No other energy fluctuations detected; we can head back!"

Bai Lin spoke in a calm, measured voice.

"Very well, everyone mount up, prepare for the return journey!"

Li Chang'an cast a sweeping glance over the area, confirming the perimeter.

Inside the first-floor kitchen of the Pearl Villa, Aunt Tian held the phone wedged between her shoulder and tilted head, her hands busy preparing today's breakfast.

For reasons unknown, looking at him always gave Li Yujun the distinct impression that this man resembled a leopard—a black panther, to be exact.

"Your blood cells continue to thrive even under the most brutal conditions; neither extreme heat nor freezing cold can suppress their vitality!" Lin Wanyou explained.

The jealousy in his heart directly ignited Qin Haotian's madness. Furthermore, there was Mu Yexiong, who had long harbored a bone-deep hatred for Li Dong; although the Juque clan had previously speculated that Li Dong was the reincarnation of Emperor Yu Sang, it remained nothing more than a conjecture. He stared from afar at the Heaven-Warring Divine Spear thrust into the ground, yet lacked the courage to pull it out.

As the last word fell, Li Dong vanished abruptly, reappearing the very next instant directly in front of Li Huangtian.

Though no name was spoken, everyone knew the words were meant for Ye Qing, a tacit command for her to stop and cease making such unreasonable noise.

Because the standard of living was quite low back then, the poor would buy duck heads to stew and eat at home; then, on some forgotten day, an elderly woman set up a duck head stall outside her door to supplement her household income. The duck heads were both cheap and delicious, becoming an overnight sensation across Star City. Because the duck head business required low capital, it proved quite profitable.

"My weapon is not for a dying man like you to critique." Fusu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, drew his blade, stood up, and pointed it directly at Donghuang Taiyi.

Indeed, no sooner had Li Ting thought of this than the reality manifested before her eyes. She watched as her soft sword immediately began to soften under the blast of searing spiritual energy, and then a scorching wave of assault traveled along the blade, striking her hand directly.

"Damn it, I cannot let him leave just like this; if he goes, I will have to wait an eternity for this mission of mine." Li Tian muttered to himself from the shadows, his figure tailing closely behind them.

"What a splendid world of blooming flowers!" Lin Yunji cast a glance over it, unable to suppress a sigh of genuine admiration.

"Because, Brother once had a younger sister who looked very much like Le'er, it is just that..." Tang Yanbing did not continue further.

This realm of heaven and earth had been sealed off by several ancient ancestors of the Immortal Dao Academy using grand divine powers, doing everything possible to prevent the aura of the rampaging Willow Deity from spreading to the outside world, while also blocking any possibility of outsiders spying.

Changle found it somewhat hard to keep listening, feeling more and more that the Grand Princess Royal was luring a minor. Placed in the modern era, wasn't Yi Zhao's age exactly that of a minor?

After watching for a while, he felt the Japanese dances were rather strange and lost interest; he simply tilted his head back to gaze at the lights and listen to the music, ignoring the choreography entirely.

"Rest assured, Your Highness, I shall certainly not fail the trust you have placed in me!" Liu Yu accepted the token, his heart deeply moved.

Some netizens analyzed that many people plagiarizing Fang Kai's songs actually demonstrated from another perspective that Fang Kai's music was incredibly popular, rather than outdated.

The Shura Divine Son felt as though his throat were instantly choked; his eyes widened, rendering him incapable of uttering a single word.

Relying on their beauty, they enticed those patrons, achieving twice the result with half the effort on their commercial endeavors.

Yet they were blinded by the prospects of profit, utterly forgetting that this was a holographic game; although many would turn their sensory perceptions to the maximum, within the game, one only needed to consume a single potion to instantly restore themselves to their peak condition.

The students inside the classroom were generally between fourteen and seventeen years of age, and their curriculum regarding mutated creatures was far more detailed than the textbooks of the lower grades.