Chapter 35: This Is What Efficiency Truly Means!

Xie Yunjie, Zhong Qin, and Yan Guilai had been full of conflicts since childhood; during their rebellious years, things became even more chaotic.
The sect leader was too busy to pay them any mind.
If it weren’t for Lu Qingfei mediating between them, they would have left the sect long ago, never to speak again.
Without their little junior sister, the sect was like scattered sand, utterly lacking cohesion...
He threw ten talisman scrolls behind him—five explosive energy talismans and five fire burst talismans—which unleashed tremendous destructive power.
Wang Jingjing extended her delicate hand, her beautiful eyes blinking softly, watching Ye Kai with a half-smile as she silently demanded her share.
Earlier, although he’d faced off against a group of Nascent Soul experts, he couldn’t let them discover the strange power of the God-Slaying Spear. He had to resolve things quickly, so he hadn’t asked where this place actually was.
Naturally, he couldn’t mention this matter to Lin. First, he needed to get Old Lin, the software engineer, out of here.
“It’s nothing. Just remember to keep this a secret for me.” Meng Luo’s mood seemed to lighten somewhat.
As the leader of the Tianhuang Sect, he’d joined the Temple of the Sorcerer God, where Xiao Lingyue had entrusted him with important responsibilities.
However, Shuang Yan and Jue Kong were already immensely powerful, and they directly received guidance from the Lord of Hell and Li Yunfeng.
Something within the cave kept drawing the Star Compass; its restlessness indicated that whatever it was, it was in danger.
The atmosphere was deathly silent, as though even the air had frozen. The disciples stood dumbfounded, while the elders were petrified.
Chen Xi hovered in the sky, her brows furrowed and her eyes narrowed, a cold gleam emerging from their depths.
Qi Potian, while comforting Man Xue’er, was also reassuring himself. It was a hope, nothing more, for even if there was a solution, they might never see it or realize it.
My bond with him is extraordinary. He’s only twenty-five; I cannot just watch him die. So I recalled my teacher’s theory—transference of the soul.
Sometimes, having a child too clever isn’t always a blessing. It kept her worried day and night that these two would cause trouble she couldn’t handle.
“Yes! It was his home! He came early that day, before I woke up. He said the TV took up too much space, nobody watched it anymore, so he brought it here for me.” The shop owner affirmed.
“Bored. Come out with me for a walk!” Though she said ‘a walk,’ it really meant wandering near the hotel, not venturing far. The hotel belonged to the Jiang family, and with Jiang Wei present, security was assured, but the Red Dragon Society would not relax their vigilance.
It was Cang Linchen’s reminder that pulled Yin Huan out of her thoughts! Indeed, there were signs of poisoning, but more likely he wasn’t poisoned—he was bewitched! Some master must have used a special elixir to bury all his emotions, giving him a new identity, a new mission.
“Zheng Zhao, if you don’t mind, just call me Brother Zheng!” he replied warmly.
He followed her lead, thinking she spoke from afar using a secret voice transmission technique, but to his surprise, she was right beside him—so close, yet so far.
After the hairy crab was cooked, Yang Yong invited Smith to his room to savor its taste. These crabs were pristine, never farmed—pure wild delicacies. They tasted exquisite; though lacking roe and creamy innards, the claws and meat alone satisfied Yang Yong immensely.
“You really intend to stay angry and not forgive him?” As Song Meicheng entered, Yang Yunhai, who hadn’t moved, poured him a glass of wine.