Chapter 31: The Scarred Man

"You must have noticed that an entry for Jing Yi has been added to your completed tasks, right?"

Lin Xiaoyan nodded. "I saw it."

"Yes, the kidnappers were captured last night. Jing Yi originally came to Sea City specifically to face this ordeal. Master Mingkong told him that if he wanted to overcome this trial, he had to come to Sea City..."

Lin Xiaoyan listened in a daze as He Qi'an recounted the events. Was Master Mingkong really that formidable?

Lin Xiaoyan finished her breakfast.

Few in Qingqiu studied the formation arts. Although all maintenance work was carried out in secret, news inevitably leaked out. In the past, this wouldn't have been an issue; everyone belonged to Qingqiu, and no one would willingly sabotage their own side. But now, things were different.

The problem was that Mo Shihan’s backers were not currently within the sect. The Old Ancestor’s whereabouts were unpredictable, and her senior brother, the Old Monster, was secluded in Wangwu Mountain. At this moment, Five Plum Peak lacked any influential figure to speak on Mo Shihan’s behalf.

Even so, these Yuan soldiers were still vastly inferior to those under Zhang Liao’s command. With no way to break through the enemy’s numbers, some of the soldiers simply jumped into the river.

Both of them felt deeply embarrassed and remained silent on horseback, letting Taxue gallop wildly. Unexpectedly, they ran for nearly an hour, covering over two hundred miles and crossing the borders of Yingchang before Taxue finally slowed its pace and began to trot leisurely.

After finally finishing the loan approvals just in time, Chen Zhu picked up the phone and dialed the department extension, only to find that it was Huang Moli who answered.

"Heh!" Mo Yang looked at the display of the Old Iron-Blooded One, and for some reason, he felt no fear, only a surge of ancestral fury. He couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

After being released from prison, he had skills but nowhere to use them. At his wits' end, he came to Brother’s Auto Shop. After Cheng Yan discussed it with the others, they took him in. It was a case of a discerning judge recognizing talent, and time proved that this decision was remarkably wise.

Watching Guo Jia depart, Xiang Tian whispered to himself, "Guo Jia, the Ghostly Talent. I wonder if you, Sima Yi, will emerge to challenge me?" As he spoke, Xiang Tian turned and walked away.

According to what Qiongyu just said, demons and monsters from all directions must have gathered at the mountaintop and were currently attacking the fragments of the God-Kneeling Bell. If they truly managed to obtain all the fragments, their powers would be greatly enhanced, and I fear that even if several demons were to appear, they would not be able to curb their murderous intent.

At first, even though he knew no one could see him, Liang Qiushi still felt incredibly ashamed. Whenever passersby went by, he would instinctively try to hide in secluded spots. But as he grew accustomed to it, Liang Qiushi found that this act of streaking through the streets was actually somewhat exhilarating.

"Could I have sensed it wrong?" Mingxuan started to doubt himself, yet he dared not let his guard down for a single moment.

Fortunately, at that moment, wisps of warmth were continuously flowing into his profound orifices, gradually alleviating his symptoms of dizziness and weakness.

This was equivalent to tossing the hot potato back to the Great Xia Dynasty. Although her status was unique, since she hailed from the Great Xia Dynasty, she naturally had to be categorized with them.

Just then, Lin Ling, without any warning, suddenly hid behind Xiang Renjie, feigning a look of terror. Even Xiang Renjie’s face turned ashen, his mouth twitching uncontrollably as his eyes remained fixed on a street corner ahead.

It was a simple word that anyone could say. It was also a universal word that left anyone with nothing to say.

Heart-Eroding Grass? Those who mistakenly ingested it or were poisoned by it would see their pulse weaken steadily within a quarter of an hour until it disappeared, and the victim's vitality would fade along with it. Clearly, this did not match the strong man’s symptoms.

"Hahaha, then it’s settled! We will set off for the affairs at Mingcui Mountain as soon as they are resolved." Ou Zhiyang was overjoyed and burst into hearty laughter.