Chapter 121: The Smuggling Warehouse

Jessia shook the blood from her daggers and slid them back into the deerskin sheaths at her waist.

She turned to look at the corpses of the Deerblood Gang scattered across the snow. The Deerblood Gang was a militant organization, far larger than the Black Cat Society. Its members made their fortunes through smuggling and other illicit trades.

Unlike the Dragon Lizard Gang, the Deerblood Gang had no maritime routes of its own. Its business extended only from Tania to the many small kingdoms and lawless regions beyond the Dragonspine.

Around the city walls, meanwhile, numerous troops were patrolling, and a great many heavy weapons had been stationed there.

Why was this not going according to the usual script? Hearing that, Fang Yong's impression of Bai Changgu improved by the tiniest bit. Fang Yazhi had no idea how to answer, so she simply shook off those large hands and helped carry the vegetables back inside.

After Chai Wang and I left, an old man about the same age as Uncle Chen emerged from a corner of the courtyard.

“You called to say you were coming, and I thought you were joking!” Sun Wei scratched his greasy, pomaded hair and gave a simple, good-natured laugh.

“See if the car can still get through.” I glanced back at Ma Yunfeng, walked toward the Land Rover, and said it.

Gradually, the cave ceased to be so cramped and grew wider. Black rock streamed with rivulets of water whose color could not be discerned.

He blinked, trying hard to conceal his doubts. Zhou Mu saw through him at a glance and decided to let society teach him a harsh lesson.

At first, the plan had simply been to transplant the capital's food district to Lu City. Yang Fang only needed to manage the staff below him and handle the publicity.

Although only these ten universities were competing, the basketball team of Tiancheng University of Technology had never won before. So when Yu Manman told them they would have to win the championship at the Intercollegiate Joint Autumn Games a month later, they could not believe it, no matter how well they hid their disbelief.

“Brother Shit, is this place really that terrifying? Did they all run away in fright?” Geng Haoshi grew increasingly curious.

Just as Chen Yufeng took out his bank card to pay, a middle-aged man in his forties burst in, tossed a large leather bag onto the counter, and shouted.

“Heh heh, don't worry. I'll definitely make sure he dies. Everything has already been arranged. All that's left is to wait for the news,” Wang Hai said with utter confidence.

The heavens and earth suddenly blazed with light. A strange radiance burst forth, dazzling and brilliant. A thunderous crash shook the entire world, and the Celestial Palace trembled without cease, rocking violently as though it were about to collapse. The Evil-Devouring struck the Jade Ruyi and managed to halt it for a moment, but destroying it or knocking it away was simply impossible.

Of course, anyone sufficiently shrewd would understand that the greater his renown in Dragon City, the better. Since fame was what mattered, he could naturally use a time-traveler's memories to sell a few modern products and rapidly build his reputation.

When Aiseline entered, she was still veiled behind black gauze, leaving her true features impossible to make out. Only her pair of cold, striking deep-blue eyes could be seen.

The Age of Declining Dharma spoken of by mortals had already arrived. Machines powered primarily by electricity had spread to every corner of the world, and the advance of mortals could no longer be stopped.

Jiang Yuanyuan immediately answered the phone. After stepping aside from the three others and speaking for a while, she hung up. She then leaned close to Wang Er's ear and whispered for a time. Only after Wang Er nodded did Jiang Yuanyuan leave, phone in hand.

After returning to school, the first thing Yang Ren did was head straight for the sports field. He sat cross-legged atop a massive boulder and began cultivating the Tai Sui Breathing Method.

“Boom—boom—boom—” Thunderous roars continued to erupt within Yang Ren's body as nine apertures were opened one after another.

Unlike the Icefire Demon Dragon, which had two heads, the Chaos Dragon that flew out of the primordial chaos had only one. Light and darkness intertwined and converged within it; its right eye was light, and its left eye was darkness. Anyone whose strength had not surpassed the divine realm did not even possess the right to look directly at the Chaos Dragon.