Chapter 36

The next day, all the team members who had been on leave returned. Training resumed as usual. After practicing all morning, Song Jianjian took advantage of the noon break to find Gu Jing and tell her about Fu Tianlin.

Hua Luoxi left the Demon Cult with Tang Shuixin, crying and reflecting on herself along the way. She had acted unfairly and hurt her sister.

As the pressure continued to rise, the Spirit Origin Realm disciples finally could not hold on and collapsed one after another. Before long, only a handful of Earth Origin Realm disciples and Xiao Lin remained on the training ground.

This was also what Xiao Lin had taught them during this time: any hesitation or indecision could disrupt the commander's plan and cause irreparable losses.

He had originally thought that getting around 2.8 million votes would be enough, but the result far exceeded his expectations.

Ten minutes later, Fu Tianlin deeply regretted his current self and could not help wanting to rebuke himself. Too stupid. Simply unbelievably stupid.

The reason they could not release the later content before was mainly because they were worried about spoilers leaking out. Even if everyone was an industry professional with professional ethics, no one knew whether there might be an exception.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone sat back against their chairs with bulging bellies and satisfied expressions, resting contentedly.

Sun Aizhen glanced at the table full of hawthorns. They were bright red and plump, and she immediately became excited.

Qi Yu raised his head unwillingly and stared venomously at Peng Mo, his eyes bloodshot and terrifyingly crimson.

"Do you still recognize it?" The man carried out an extremely snow-white cat from behind him. It was chubby and unbelievably adorable.

Cui Feng's divine consciousness trembled, and he stopped circulating the Ten Halls Yama Formula. The medicinal effect of the Qi-Replenishing Pill was nearly exhausted as well, and he came to. Layer upon layer of fragrance flooded his nostrils, and he immediately felt ravenously hungry.

"Ran'er, you will definitely enter the Qi-Gathering Stage this time. Then we can take the entrance exam for the inner sect together and stay together forever." Chen Yi said excitedly.

"Mr. Counselor, if I agree to design a battleship for you that surpasses those of Britain, America, Germany, Russia, and other countries, how will you handle this dispute with our country?" Chen Ning asked.

The Elephantfolk cultivator closest to Cui Feng had a pair of tusks at the corners of his mouth that shone with blazing white light. Two white rays shaped like long halberds suddenly shot forth toward Cui Feng's body.

Before they arrived, their voices could already be heard. Croaks rang out without end as frog-headed, human-bodied monsters appeared one after another, standing before Chi You like rows of iron towers.

What Cui Feng did not know was that ever since awakening his divine consciousness, the savage and vicious aura born from devouring hearts and drinking brain marrow had taken root within it. Not long ago, when he had gone berserk and slaughtered more than forty people, it had further nourished and strengthened that aura, tempering it a thousand times over until it became more solid and more violently oppressive.

"Young Master, Brother You Yan and I can barely endure this suppressive force. I fear you will need to temper your body for a while longer before you can walk up these stone steps," Hao Tiangou reminded him.

Yun Xiao had given the old man so many pills that even if his opponent was among the strongest when facing life and death, the old man would have a way to deal with them. At the very least, he could ensure his own survival.

If the person being picked up had not been Liu Dong, people would probably have mistaken it for the return of some underworld organization's boss.

It was a feeling of being human. That feeling was so wonderful that she wanted to let that fluttering sensation continue spreading forever.

This man was none other than the immensely wealthy Zhang Yuning! The tough-looking man beside him had also been unsmiling, but the moment he saw her, his attitude immediately became humble.

Heng Yanlin's explanation made the expression on Su Ming's face turn somewhat unnatural.

After saying that, she loosened her grip slightly, then wrapped her arms around him again in a different position. She was not trying to throw herself into his arms. She simply wanted to confirm that Liu Dong had truly awakened.

Bing Xuan's expression was grim as she looked at the cultivators before her and questioned them in an extremely cold voice.

Meanwhile, Meijiao was chatting enthusiastically with Brother Nan, the two clinging to each other. The foolish Mackey kept grilling food, serving as labor for Ming Fei and Xue'er.

On the computer, the headline announced that Lianchu Media would hold a press conference for signing Xue Yan.

Yet it was only the afternoon of the day he had bid everyone farewell and left the motel.

Jiang Lü felt somewhat awkward. Although Chengying and Cold Gleam were divine swords, they did not suit his temperament. In addition, the Qi-Gathering Blade was immensely powerful, so he had always been too lazy to pay attention to the two divine swords, leaving them to sigh over their ill fortune in the Heaven-and-Earth Bag.

Now was not the time for something to go wrong. As a major general of the World Government Army, he had to defend his dignity! Using the power of the Star God Cluster to halt the seawater's flow was no simple task, because they had no Star Gods related to water. Fortunately, they had practiced it several times before coming, which was how they succeeded.

Before long, several Ghost Generals from the Ghost General Camp advanced to Ghost Marshals, their auras surging as they stirred the winds and clouds.

"I'm not that old fossil from your family. You don't need to be so restrained around me." Bai Yifan smiled, nodded at the two of them, took out his car keys, and pressed the button.

Actually, it might be better if he went in now, compared to those quacks who only knew ordinary mortal medicine.

They wore tattered military uniforms, sprawled on their backs and sides in miserable deaths. Their faces were hideous. Two corpses were black as charcoal from being burned, still frozen in the positions their limbs had held before death, horrifying to behold. Some had been cut in two at the waist with a single slash, blood and abdominal organs spilled all over the ground around them.