Chapter One Hundred: The Killer’s True Purpose (Part One)

After Yun Shuang said that, Yang Yuanyi and the others were not surprised, but they were still somewhat puzzled.

Little Fatty could not hold back and blurted out, “The killer’s motive? Wasn’t that bastard killing for revenge?”

Yun Shuang glanced at him, one brow lifting slightly. “On the surface, the killer does indeed look like he is driven by vengeance. He deliberately murdered according to the stack of manuscripts left by Lord Zheng. Besides confusing us, he also wanted to further strengthen our illusion that this was a vendetta. If it had not been for what I just saw, Zheng...”

Zheng Zhong was confident that the Heaven Profound Immortal-Slaying Sword should be able to break through the cave wall and obtain that mysterious crystal, but Zheng Zhong did not intend to do so.

“It must be because of a client again, right?” Guan Tingting withdrew the hand that was about to land on Liu Xing’s ear and looked at him as she spoke.

So, compared with the thirteenth underground level, where blades were drawn and armed men of the Pingyang Clan were everywhere, the atmosphere here was far calmer and simpler.

Qu Jiang took out his phone, called Teng Fei, and led Yue’er to the western sports field, which was usually deserted at night. He did not want to drag the students on campus into it.

It was not known which immortal lord had said such a thing, but everyone immediately began discussing the matter enthusiastically, one after another.

Rong Qi slowly walked to the doorway. She reached out and opened the door. The sky outside was even more vast and empty than she had imagined. Lifting her head, she saw that boundless expanse, and her heart suddenly felt clear and bright.

Yan Long’s eyes could see in the dark. Even the blackest place was as bright as day to him. Zhang Shaofei headed toward the cave, and after walking for a minute, he suddenly stopped. Something was not right.

He looked up at the sun, now slowly rising overhead. It was already this late; many things could no longer be delayed.

After checking the map and choosing a route to track, Cao Sen and the others got in the car and set off. They had not gone far when a bird blocked the entire convoy. It was no ordinary bird—a phoenix.

But just when everything was about to end, Mo Lenghong died. He died in a most bizarre way, and the only clue was cut off as well. There was nothing left to investigate.

Gu Qing noticed Fan the Chef’s unusual demeanor. Though he still wore that honest, simple expression, there was a trace of weariness in his eyes.

Turning the steering wheel, the Ferrari spun in place, swung around, and headed back the way it had come.

Clearly, the only person Wu Qianqian could rely on now was Gu Qing, and Gu Qing had remained composed from beginning to end, as though everything were already under control. That gave Wu Qianqian great comfort.

Still, cooking was fine. She was skilled at medicinal cuisine, and she had long wanted to properly nourish and restore this body. So as soon as she was able to get out of bed, she took over the cooking.

“Damn it!” From the deep pit, a hand suddenly shot out, gripping the edge, and An Yi climbed out rather awkwardly.

After telling everyone in the house to rest, Li Feng looked at Charlize Theron, Winona Ryder, and Halle Berry, who were still limp and collapsed in the villa’s hall, and was left speechless.

“A living person...” After only a brief hesitation, O’Connor chose not to hesitate any longer. Since it had come to this, he no longer cared about humanity.

She Wei shot Wang Chuan a sideways glance and said one thing while meaning another. After being tempered by Fairy Yaoshan and Hong Feng in turn, She Wei’s ability to accept things had grown much stronger.

Zhe Qianrou was clever beyond compare. Sensing Lin Heng’s gaze, she immediately guessed what he was thinking.

Luo Yirui scraped off a little with his chopsticks. It fell to the ground without much reaction, but he already knew what it was.

Others acted cute, and he acted cute too. It was originally a youthful, adorable style, but that big wrinkled face of his scared me.

“But have you ever thought about this? Why, after you sacrificed yourselves, did everyone hold a memorial for you, yet I was not there?” I Meng suddenly thought of one possible reason: this monster did not even know Gaia. There was no Gaia in this space-time realm.

An ancient city, ancient streets. This street was paved with blue stone slabs, narrow and sloping.