Chapter 107: A Rewarded Special Skill, and All the Keys Are Finally Gathered!

When Xu Ze’s vote distribution came out, the audience wore strange expressions.

“Xu Ze’s guest votes are actually zero, hahaha. Du Yuanzhou really is petty—he didn’t give him a single vote.”

“Exactly. He’s not even pretending.”

“Why is Xu Ze’s guest tally zero, and yet I’m the one feeling embarrassed for the guest?”

“Haha, same here, same here!”

Xu Ze was also somewhat surprised.

He had thought that Du Yuanzhou would at least put on a show of decency.

Compared with six years ago, Ke Chen had indeed tanned a great deal, but not in an unsightly way; rather, he had the healthy bronze of a man hardened by the sun, which made him seem even more masculine.

With that single lifting of the arm, Pei Feng immediately felt a murderous air spreading through the atmosphere.

Gongsun Shu’s languid, untroubled manner, showing not the slightest concern for Mei Xianling, only made Gongsun Yu even more frustrated.

The yin energy in the courtyard suddenly grew heavier. Behind the Fifth Master, a massive ghost slowly drifted out—a nine-foot-tall brute. The ghost had only one arm, yet in its hand it actually held a longsword.

After staying up all night yesterday, he finally completed the hardest step of all in the chemistry lab: drug synthesis.

Seeing Li Hu ask about his master, with his eyes reddened, the man was instantly astonished. He studied Li Hu carefully, yet could not recall ever having such a person in his memory.

Li Tianyuan was the only transcendent in the world to have stepped into this realm; one peach-wood sword had suppressed the transcendent powerhouses of the entire Western world into utter silence.

The cold words came from the man seated in the chair nearby. If an ordinary person had spoken them, it would have meant little enough—but coming from Di Qianqiu’s mouth, it was a very different matter indeed.

Now that the man had been brought back, and to keep him from running again, Chen Le shouted to East, South, West, and North, telling them to bind the strategist.

In truth, the Spirit-Taming Tower was not entirely incapable of commanding ghosts; it was simply limited in how much it could do. The longer a ghost was imprisoned within the tower, the more it feared it. The tower bearer could exploit that fear and issue it some simple attack commands.

Looking more closely, in Wang Hou’s eyes that black cloud was no cloud at all, but an aerial legion made up of crow tengu, child-snatching birds, and other flying demons.

This news came as a great shock to Zhong Mushan. After all, with this development, there was one less person guarding the lotus.

“Greetings, Sir Deacon,” the two gatekeepers at the peak of True Void said, cupping their fists toward Guan Pei’an.

The Sun-Viewing Terrace was a platform on the summit; it offered the best view of the sunrise, which was why it had earned its name. It was also called the Dawn Terrace.

As soon as the phone rang, Zi Tong answered at once. “You’re awake on your own? If you’re hungry, go eat first.”

Zi Tong knew Yang Jian’s temperament well. Once he woke up, he would absolutely look for her first, rather than only calling her after finishing everything else.

This swamp did not look large from the outside, but Zhao Ming and Lei Liang, lost within it beneath the boundless night, had the eerie sensation that it stretched on without end.

The vine leaf did not lie flat in Luo Tian’s hand. Instead, its stem rested on Luo Tian’s finger, while the body of the leaf hung suspended in midair. Looking closely, it seemed as if the leaf itself were walking, and Luo Tian were walking with it.

The main source of resources for these rogue cultivators was the city that served as the Fuyang Empire’s transit station, where they intercepted and robbed passing wandering cultivators.

“That may not be so. The Immortal Sect came prepared this time. I hear that among their younger generation there are two especially formidable experts,” said a bearded man.

However, for a superpower like China, the Seeking Immortals Academy would certainly not have only one branch. Tibet alone had two academies, and among them was one especially unusual institution: the Prison Academy of the Seeking Immortals, a school composed entirely of elites.

Moreover, her own rank was not as high as the alien queen’s, so she could not mobilize too many aliens. Otherwise, she would already have led a supreme-class alien force to attack Duan Qiu.