"Strange," Tang Muxi muttered, turning to look toward the airport. Her gaze met Gu Lidian's, whose expression was indifferent. She immediately sensed his displeasure and felt a pang of unease, stepping forward. Meanwhile, the city's protective barrier flickered with lightning, revealing that even the formidable Zong Soul couldn't withstand the well-prepared Kunwu Sect. Mo Niang led the way, and soon the trio arrived at the prince's main residence. Li Zherui had yet to return, leaving only two night watchmen squatting in the courtyard. The atmosphere was lively as Tu Yuli took charge of conversation to ease everyone's tension. Tang Muxi widened her eyes as Zhou Linggui lifted the hangover soup and drank it in one gulp, then roughly grabbed Lin Feier's waist and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her passionately as the soup dribbled down. Huan Huan closed her eyes again, unable to escape or ask why, as Ling Er's blade fiercely pierced toward her. The true strength of an S-class employee has always been debated, as few have actually fought them and reliable data is scarce. Jun Anyuan didn't even consider consulting a certain Great Daoming before taking the(Yan)big shot with him, sensing a subconscious hint that she had connections with the Great Daoming. After waiting a full cup of tea, Jiang Changan dared not blink, but the wooden block showed no response. This was due to technological limitations—Liang Zheng's current tech couldn't support remote operation of the Destructor. Combining internal cultivation, she practiced horse stance for only an hour each day, reserving the rest of her time to learn techniques. She lounged on the bed ungracefully, her mind consumed with thoughts of Fu Moyuan… or rather, how to stop him from being so bloodthirsty. During hero selection, Chen Qiu's unpredictable playstyle made it extremely difficult for the QG team's coach to draft effectively. With no clear counter-strategy for Chen Qiu, it was a challenge. The AG team's support hero was Sun Bin, whose second skill's speed boost couldn't compensate for his lack of initiation potential. The reinforced crossbow looked bulkier than Gu Zong's repeating crossbow and required both hands to wield. The agent, after hanging up the phone, frantically packed his clothes and shoes, rushing to the company. "Grandma Qi, hang this outside. I refuse to believe our store won't do well!" Lin Meng declared confidently. Ling Feng sneezed repeatedly before calming down, rubbing his nose in frustration. Though perplexing, whenever Pei Yunge mentioned key points, the projection interface automatically highlighted the definitions. Many scholars in the research community suffered from radiation overexposure, short lifespans, or disfigurement due to their fields. Later, Mo Junyi roasted the wild boar they had caught, and just thinking about its flavor made Yuan Yuan's mouth water. Qiong Yu suddenly received a massive influx of information—the severed wings belonged to a powerful demon from an ancient Phoenix lineage. This mighty being had been slain here, leaving its wings behind. Since Qiong Yu possessed the blood of the ancestral phoenix, the wings naturally awoke within him. Madame Ning gritted her teeth, staring at the online reports and the Lin Academy's clarifications, feeling as if blood was stuck in her throat. "Never mind, your mom and I have plenty of time. Did you know one bus ticket can buy four train tickets? I'm crazy to take the bus!" Ling's father scolded, frustrated by Ling Feng's extravagant spending. Though ancient medicine and technology weren't as advanced as the 21st century, the air here was pristine, unspoiled by pollution. Qiong Yu had just devoured a demon beast with his Devouring Beast ability when a arrogant voice and a faint fragrance suddenly came from behind him. Qiong Yu frowned, looking at the burly man approaching. Mo Junyi, with his hands on either side of her, pinned Yuan Yuan beneath him, and her face flushed with sudden realization. The aura emanating from the Six Paths and the two great tombs was overwhelming, and the stone egg's energy was equally anomalous, distorting space-time. Du Nan had considered putting the elixirs into the Reincarnation Pendant and taking them back to the present world, but he couldn't sense them at all. This marked the most lively event since the dawn of the new era in the Xuanyuan Mystery Realm—the return of the Xuanyuan family's founder. After walking for over ten minutes toward the east, they passed row upon row of neatly arranged tombs. Chu Feng walked ahead calmly, seemingly searching for something. Ye Xiaofeng wasn't a doctor, and though the Sword God in his past life knew some healing arts, he wasn't a miracle healer. Controlling needles required his immense strength, with no room for technique. "I understand, you're not a liar. The liar is below," Song Gongming said. With a finger, the Love Saint conjured a jade-green mirror from void celestial essence, reflecting the battle between Beichen and the Desert Cloud Supreme outside the domain. "Hehe, today you two are in for a treat. This big turtle has been raised here for a long time; it's perfect for hot pot," Sun Zixuan said, quickly preparing the turtle. Before Zhao Wujie could speak, Lao Liu slammed the table, turning the marble surface to dust in an explosion, sending him retreating two steps. Though it was daytime and there was no smog, Xu Fang felt a dryness in his breath, uncomfortable despite the clear sky.