Chapter 117: Street Intelligence

Inside Qin Qiao’s mansion, he sat with a heavy expression alongside several guild leaders, waiting for the final person to arrive. Only when the last guild leader stepped inside did Qin Qiao’s complexion ease slightly, though a look of worry soon returned to his face.

"There have been more people tailing us lately." The last leader to arrive wiped his forehead.

"What’s the situation, Qin Qiao?"

"I’ve heard some news."

It was a desolate and scorching desert. Having exhausted all his inner energy in a battle against a demonic beast, he was both hungry and thirsty. Gazing at the boundless desert and the desert lone wolves prowling in the distance, he felt his very desire to survive slipping away.

After stowing away the evolved wild boar beast, Chen Fei turned and sprinted toward the outskirts of the village, diving back into the cornfield in mere seconds.

The nine stages of the Mortal Realm are all about tempering the skin and marrow, teaching only the most fundamental skills. But upon stepping into the Spirit Realm, one can connect with the power of heaven and earth to refine the body—a difference as vast as heaven and earth compared to the Mortal Realm.

Tang Rou’er stepped into the void, appearing instantly behind the dark shadow. Two blades of light slashed down fiercely, but the figure spun and vanished with a "pop," leaving only a wooden stake behind.

Without a second thought, he gathered a dozen attendants and hurried toward the Prefect’s mansion. Along the way, he wondered what the Prefect wanted to discuss and whether he should offer his help.

Qian Chen couldn't help but wonder to herself: this person saved her, and despite knowing her true identity, he didn't hand her over to Yin Si or even Yun Ao... Because of this, she was no longer sure if he harbored any malicious intent.

She had already reviewed the data sent over by her guardian general last night, so she needed to find time today to inform Earth and ensure they were prepared.

Like a raging fire clearing away withered brush, the path before Qian Chen was gradually paved, leading directly to the supreme power of the Medicine Clan.

Xu Daoyi knew that was the Taotie. He had seen the animation once in his past life, but the scene on screen was vastly different from the reality before him.

In truth, the impoverished commoners were still kind-hearted. If Li Yong and his ilk hadn't been so ruthless, Dian Wei would never have steeled his heart to eliminate him and restore peace to the village and its neighbors.

Lin Hongrui helped him onto the bed and comforted him, explaining that his father only had time off during the Lunar New Year, and that his parents had gone off to enjoy a happy holiday; his mother would find time to come back after a while.

After staying here for half a month, Lin Yunying decided to return to Beijing, taking the three children with her.

The forces in the void converged into one, forming a terrifying hand, half-white and half-black, which descended to suppress the Primordial Gods.

After hearing the reports from Chen Chengwu and Chen Chengbin, Zhang Zifeng felt an insatiable itch; as a swordsman whose cultivation was on par with Nalan Ling, he truly wished he could cross blades with him as well.

Zhu Hua had seen many trainees and had built the careers of many artists, but this man gave him a unique feeling, especially with his clear, untainted gaze.

Yet, why would the Demon Emperor choose to be in the Ghost Clan? She could not fathom the reason, and there was no time to ponder it now. It had been difficult enough for Mu Xue to "survive" in the Ghost Clan; she absolutely could not allow her to be harmed by any further accidents.

In the end, they decided on a three-year contract, and as a result, Cai Jian made a concession regarding the termination fee, omitting the clause entirely.

To come within a hair's breadth of winning the Premier League Golden Boot in his very first season was an extraordinary achievement.

They had long known that the wealthy merchant from Jiangnan would be meeting Xie Huaijin on a pleasure boat to discuss the silk and cotton trade, and they were also aware that Lu Yunfan intended to intervene.

"Susu, I will find a way to plead with the organization. Even if it means letting Taotao stay at the base to work, we can't just scrap her like that..." Xia Dongjin’s heart was filled with complicated emotions.