Chapter 111: The Dragon-Kin Joins the Party

Igna stepped out of the prison. Vider sent the skeleton to fetch some bread and water. In the area outside the prison, there was food left by slave traders, and the skeleton also found a clean towel.

“Thank you.”

The dragon girl first drank some water and ate a bit of bread. Then she rinsed her scales with the cold water, wiping away the bloodstains and dirt on her body with a simple cloth.

She rummaged through a storage cabinet beside the cave and found some bandages, along with some healing supplies.

If it weren’t for knowing Song Renhe and everything that had happened before, everyone would have thought Song Renhe’s words were the ravings of a madman. But after this battle, Song Renhe’s name would surely spread across the entire realm, rivaling even his elder brother Song Renlong.

Shenting Xin was fifteen this year. Xiao Jingrui was only two years older, yet he stood a full head taller. The slender boy was carefully supported by Xiao Jingrui as they approached the roadside.

At these words, the expressions of the other factions changed immediately; the number of Immortal Stones they held was only so many.

He thought he was just angry. Leaning on the table, he took a moment to steady himself, then picked up the cup of water on the table and took a sip before continuing to curse in fury.

Qianqian walked over gloomily, opened the door, and froze when she saw Ji Zuo. She looked up, fixed her gaze on him steadily.

The monsters first destroyed San Francisco and all the coastal cities around it. Most human military attempts to stop the beasts ended in failure.

Towering into the clouds, Mount Jiuyou had not a trace of vegetation, only bare rock. From afar, the stones formed strange patterns.

Xiao Chen said, “I have urgent matters to attend to and won’t disturb you any longer. If fate allows, we shall meet again. Farewell.” He cupped his hands and departed.

“General, the Third Prince has reportedly received the envoy from the Snow Kingdom and promised to help quell their internal rebellion,” a loyal subordinate informed him.

Qi Bao vaguely sensed that the source of this aura might be closely connected to him.

At the bottom of the well on the first underground level of Site No. 5, Lin Huang, who had already advanced to the Golden Flame Realm, wielded his battle blade, from which golden electric sparks flickered constantly.

“All right. No more foolish talk. Let’s get down to business,” Lin Huang said, tired of continuing the argument.

If the Ancient Fist Sect possessed a third-tier formation, it would be a huge gain. A third-tier formation with spirit-gathering ability is invaluable to any sect.

Lin Lin smiled and shook his head. Equipment choices weren’t made blindly; analyzing the lineup and the situation was the key.

Ming Lang took a box from his body and pulled out a glossy, round green fruit. A fierce gleam flashed in his eyes as he tossed the fruit into his mouth and swallowed it.

On the Douyu platform today, for a new streamer to have such popularity, it was either the platform internally boosting them or a sudden large donation from a wealthy patron.

Before everyone’s eyes, Liang Ping appeared sluggish. For someone who had been unconscious for so long, it was normal to be slow to react upon waking.

But now, having become Su Cheng’s canary, she was far from lacking that five hundred thousand. Moreover, she no longer regarded streaming as work but as a form of entertainment. This was evident from the changes in her attire.

However, all these were prepared by Qi Bao for Qin Moyu. Until the soul-devouring curse within her was completely eradicated, Qi Bao had no intention of taking out the true spirit fragments stored in the item slot.

Yang Guozhong remained silent. He had long been displeased with Li Fei. Though he did not want Li Fei to be implicated, he knew it was impossible. Li Fei would not only escape involvement in this rebellion but would actually be credited as the primary force in its quelling.

Guo Yao had once stayed in Chang’an with Guo Ziyi for a while and had met Li Mao. The man by the ferry was clearly not Li Mao; judging by his attire, he was not a noble from Luoyang either, so Guo Yao saw no reason to show him any formal courtesy.