Chapter Forty-Three: The Double Agent

Unlike others, Chen Fei was different. His twelve principal meridians had undergone multiple transformations, and even the Wood Spirit Pearl combined with the energy of the Four Spirit Pearls had never caused any harm to his meridians. Now, although the energy was immense, Chen Fei’s meridians remained exceptionally robust, without the slightest sign of rupture.

Murong Yongmian cast another curious glance at Da Wuhui but asked nothing further. Having spent so much time with Da Wuhui in the past, she understood his temperament well enough; if Da Wuhui did not wish to speak, her questions would be in vain.

Chen Fei pondered how best to control the void energy within the Golden Core, so it would obey his will and be summoned at any time. If every time he unleashed the power of all twelve Golden Cores, his own consumption would be immense. Thus, Chen Fei used his spiritual sense to block eleven meridians and focused his consciousness directly on one Golden Core.

Yet in the next moment, Zhang Tao, who had seemed to lose all fighting power, suddenly sprang up as if a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Raising his right fist, he unleashed his crushing punch, the force of four hundred layers released without reservation.

Xia Ri smiled silently, took the handkerchief from Nurse Wang, turned to wash it in the basin, wrung it out, and handed it back.

This treatment was the result of his hopeful anticipation. He merely used words to express his feelings, praying to heaven that he would not be disappointed.

“Yes, indeed,” she replied, “because they are actually not far from us…” Otherwise, how could she have seen them? Not everyone possesses Lu Meng’s ability to see a thousand miles.

Shadow Three spoke coldly, and all the dark guards lowered their heads, unable to utter a word. Truthfully, their current state was hardly conducive to rescuing the princess; if pushed too far, they might even endanger her.

Meanwhile, Situ Chenxing seemed to have discerned something. He nodded quietly to himself, thinking that this bodyguard must surely like the princess. No doubt, having seen the princess show favor toward himself, the bodyguard grew dissatisfied. He decided he must be wary of this fellow.

In the mortal world, the source of the Dao was thin, yet there were three thousand worlds, each with its own Dao, three thousand types of energy. Every enlightenment was a defiance of fate, requiring not only extraordinary opportunity but also exceptional perception.

At this moment, seeing the Yellow Sect Leader standing beneath the tribulation lightning, everyone’s hearts rose in suspense. The previous tragic ordeal of Shen Feng under the lightning was fresh in their minds, and now they awaited the outcome for the Yellow Sect Leader.

Faced with an unstoppable assault, Yang Jun closed his eyes, and a faint blue spiritual power began to flow gently.

The deck was topped by three tiers of construction, each surrounded by waist-high protective walls. The first tier was enclosed by wooden planks forming a “battle grid,” with numerous arrow slits and spear holes built into the walls and grids, allowing for both long-range offense and close defense.

“What’s going on inside, Lily? Is there an expert treating Young Master Shen Yu in there?” Xiao Guobang asked, bewildered.

“I know, that old Bai is not your guy! You don’t need to gamble your life like this.” Li Chao took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, but it was quickly dispersed by the wind.

His consciousness was now slack, for the appearance of the Immortal Pill confirmed the existence of the Immortal Realm from another perspective. This revelation filled his heart with both longing and anticipation, as well as anxiety.

Accompanying the voice was an elderly eunuch with graying beard—needless to say, this was Chu Tianjiang’s personal attendant, Li Mu.

The old man of Snow Mountain realized the dense fog was useless, only making his enemies more obscure; once the fog dissipated, the three of them gradually discovered a pack of over a dozen ferocious mountain wolves ahead.

The flame puppet emitted a meter-high column of crimson heat, its dark red skin covered in folds.

Though this mansion appeared grander than the one on Heavenly Capital Peak, it lacked a certain spiritual energy—perhaps this marked the difference between the secular world and the great sects.

No sooner had he reached the door than it was flung open with a “bang,” and a figure rushed into his arms, face full of urgency.

If he had not just declared his intention to protect her, perhaps… perhaps the roof would not have collapsed!?

Seeing such a natural fool appear among the Ice Emperor’s ranks, Peach and Begonia couldn’t even muster the energy to quarrel.

It was already five o’clock. Factoring in the time to return, it was nearly the end of the workday.

Jiang Jin, familiar with Wang Zeli, also noticed Wang Zeli’s stiffness at that moment. Yet, as a seasoned director with years of acting experience, he managed to conceal his awkwardness and stood calmly before the golden microphone.

“Mrs. Liu! What are you doing?” Fan Siren hurriedly called out, seeing Mrs. Liu already standing on the windowsill.

This seemingly powerful shot actually had a greater tilt angle than normal, meaning its trajectory, due to the angle, shortened as it widened.

The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder, unable to accommodate even the smallest spark—now, just a spark was needed.

All he needed now was to quietly await the outbreak of battle, then lead the “Demon Ape” and “Black Doberman” organizations to storm the battlefield!

The Godslayer Spear erupted with billions of radiant beams, its blood-red tip shooting forth countless sharp scarlet rays.

This skill was something we had never seen before. Of course, it’s not surprising; sometimes in PK matches, players swap equipment depending on their opponents, and not all special abilities on gear are commonly encountered.

As the words fell, Bei Yu manipulated the five demon puppets and the Eternal Reincarnation Eye’s human puppet, encircling Otsutsuki Momoshiki and instantly activating them.

When they returned to their homeland, the Soviet red flag had already fallen. Yet, accustomed to working in China, and with their families having applied for residency, their ID cards now listed them as Chinese Russians.

Even so, the progress of the Grand Mansion far outpaced Zhang Chen’s expectations. Before construction halted for the winter in December, the Bincheng Grand Mansion Square had already reached ground level. At this rate, the main structure could be topped out within ten more months.

This was the first crisis PR handled by New Star Entertainment. Though not perfect, it made their name known.

Zhou Xuan, returning from the restroom, saw Tang Chen’s silly grin and couldn’t help but tease him.

Just as Chen Jun reached his own doorstep, he saw the last person he wanted to encounter—Lin Bei. Lin Bei stood with arms crossed, coldly watching Chen Jun approach.