Chapter Sixty-Three: The Mission

Returning to the rented apartment, Nanchu chanted the incantation, opened his Heavenly Eyes, and simultaneously opened them for Liu Yang.

Liu Yang spoke up, "Why is this room so hazy?"

"This is nether energy."

Liu Yang's mouth opened slightly. So this is what nether energy looks like.

Nanchu said, "The nether energy is dense, so a ghost definitely exists here. However, the ghost is not here right now. Why don't you get some sleep while I figure out how this ghost appeared."

"Master, you will protect me, right? I'm still—"

"These little rascals can be considered to have rendered meritorious service in protecting their master. Having turned misfortune into a blessing this time, I should go back and burn high incense!" Li Jiu sighed inwardly.

However, this time, the appearance of Han Long, an oriental, subverted her confidence in the combat effectiveness of demons. A powerful demon was actually unable to gain the slightest advantage in Han Long's hands and was even beaten to a crushing defeat by him. What on earth was the background of this damned yellow-skinned, black-eyed foreigner to possess such boundless divine powers?

Stepping onto this island did not yield any major discoveries. The spiritual herbs seen were all of extremely common types, and no great dangers were encountered.

The newcomers turned out to be Yun Xiao and Luo Jingsong, the sect master of the One-Sword Sect. Following closely behind them were dozens of formidable experts arriving one after another.

"I am truly becoming senile, babbling nonsense here and even misusing words. Please do not hold it against an old man like me!" Cai Jinglun said with a bitter smile as he cupped his hands in return.

He had taken a step back. Cen An could not help but sigh inwardly. How could she not know how difficult this was for Zhao Jingyu?

At that moment, my heart was incomparably firm. I thought to myself, no matter how much hardship I have to endure, I must have this child.

He was that man in the red plaid shirt. Finding that I was looking at him with cross-eyes, he could not help but grin.

However, it was completely within reason for Lin Chuyou to deliberately make things difficult for them. If she hadn't made things difficult for them and had simply left with them hastily, that would have been truly strange.

Her body trembled slightly with anger, yet her face bore no expression of rage, lest excessive facial expressions cause wrinkles. Pointing at Changge, her voice trembled. Finally, seeing that the name Nalan Wushuang was of no use, she blurted out "Gao Changge" without a second thought.

At that moment, he once again had the feeling of facing the might of the heavens firsthand, as if a guillotine was resting upon his neck, and his expression could not help but change drastically.

The group proceeded northward following Fia's intuition, passing through a village called Feiludo, where Rhine and the others gathered news regarding Zete.

"Subjugate the demon army appearing north of Maruta Village! Quest difficulty: seven stars! Reward: one hundred thousand gold coins!" Hayumi felt her heart beating wildly; she absolutely could not let this opportunity slip by.

While everyone was still perplexed, a spatial rift appeared, and three figures tumbled out. One of them collapsed straight onto the ground—it was Du Jixing, who was on the verge of death from severe injuries, though he still clung to his last breath and was not yet completely dead.

Days passed by just like that. Qin Ming gradually grew accustomed to the absence of Yi Yi, and Helen Company's development was getting better and better. However, the accompanying problem was that the company's brand awareness was still not high enough; although it had a big reputation within the industry, it was still far from sufficient.

Liu Dingtian felt somewhat disheartened. He thought of Liu Laoshi and Chen Hehua. If no accidents had happened, he would still be performing tasks at the Qingyang Martial Arts Hall, and most likely would have remained there later on as an instructor to properly show filial piety to his parents.

After about ten seconds, the soldiers reacted and launched a collective attack on Xuanyun, but the phoenix flapped its wings and batted most of the soldiers away.

As the night grew deeper, the people stationed in this encampment gradually fell asleep. Zhou Wutian also slowly felt his way out, moving away from this camp. Although the trees here were quite dense, once daytime arrived, Zhou Wutian's whereabouts would be easily exposed, so leaving early was the best strategy.