Volume 1, Chapter 50: Falling into the Trap

As she packed every single belonging of hers into the suitcase, the inner pain and struggle made her want to cry.

Tang Youyou picked up her pajamas, walked into the bathroom, leaned against the wall, and took a few deep breaths. It was simply too terrifying.

"Damn it, if you guys don't let me go save them, you'll regret it for the rest of your lives! White Wolf, are you letting me pass or not? If not, we're done being brothers!" Driven by an urgent desire to save lives, Lin Yu never expected that just as they escaped Licheng, someone would kidnap Hu Gang and the others. He had to rescue them.

"A doctor named Liu called me, saying he was the psychological counselor assigned to me." Tang Youyou thought for a moment and decided to bring this up first.

"What did they say?" Bai Linghuai did not believe that the three immortals were just talking nonsense with Wei Meng. Since three earth immortals had gathered together, they definitely had a purpose.

Ji Shaoguang glanced at it and immediately remembered that this button had been mailed to her home yesterday along with that USB drive.

"Ouch! Old Dog, my back is broken, I can't move at all!" Huang Dali clutched his stomach and complained of back pain to Gou Yunbao.

Disregarding his pants for a moment, Jiao Yun looked over and sure enough, several stinky piles of feces were lying in the corner, accompanied by a puddle of water.

Inside the Fu family villa, Fu Qiqi sat by the window, looking out at the lush garden with a white thin blanket draped over her shoulders. The sunlight made her face look almost translucent.

Just as Meng Qi was bracing himself to take the hit head-on, the water dragon suddenly stopped. Merely a few meters above his head, the water dragon instantly collapsed back into the ocean, while the water dragon beneath him dissipated just as abruptly, losing all support.

"I'm fine," Lei Chen said as he opened his eyes. The impact had sent him flying four or five meters away, leaving his internal organs feeling rather uncomfortable.

Lu You looked at Lin Yaoyao, naturally understanding that she was not going back to express forgiveness and reconcile with Lin Tianan.

"If you join the卯兔 (Mao Tu) squad, you'll have access to this information," Zhao Hongwei said with a smile.

Following the leader's command, a flash of light swept across the interior of the grand formation, and then a massive tongue of fire, roughly a hundred zhang long, spewed out from within. The scorching heat felt as though it could bake the entire earth.

Hearing what Zohan had to say, everyone perked up, put aside their boring tasks, and gathered around him.

Bella's subordinates were clueless, but hearing Bella say so, they chimed in along with her, and for a moment, the atmosphere became lively.

Pulling open a wardrobe door that had remained closed for a long time, Han Qian dove straight inside. After rummaging through the room in complete chaos without finding the outfit he wanted to wear, he went barefoot, scurried down the stairs, dashed into the guest room, and flipped open the bed board.

"Fine then, I'll come see you again when I have the chance." Lei Chen nodded, glared bitterly at the old man, and was led out blindfolded.

However, if they wanted to master the Five Battle Fists, they would likely have to put in a lot of hard work. Without years of rigorous cultivation, it would be impossible for them to unleash the true power of the Five Battle Fists.

Chen Bailang frowned slightly, wearing a thoughtful expression, and for a moment, Chen Qingyang even had a sudden illusion.

"Damn it, good thing I wasn't bewitched by my desires to go flirt with those beauties," a strange voice said with a hint of lingering fear.

Members of the 3rd Division welcomed Lu Qianji and Zhao Zhu back with pride and arrogance, while Qi Dong didn't even dare to make a peep the entire time.

In this moment of crisis, being rescued by his brothers greatly lifted Zhang Eryun's spirits. However, recalling how he had repeatedly urged them not to come and risk their lives before setting off—and seeing that almost all of the temple's strength was now deployed here, even Qixiashan's sisters, who usually possessed the most indifferent personalities, enthusiastically joining the others—a subtle layer of unease unexpectedly welled up in the young man's heart.

"Since the Fairy has invited me, Chen naturally must comply. However, I still need to obtain the consent of the master of this place." Chen Ting smiled faintly, his gaze turning toward Shen Biyun.

Yet these words simply fell on deaf ears with Wanling Ye. Having no other choice, Qin Yibai could only spend his entire day soaked in Ye Dongping's office, playing the role of a super bodyguard.

In other words, even if someone of supreme power forcefully snatched this soul seed, it would be utterly useless. No matter how many treasures were hidden within, outsiders would never be able to obtain them, simply because they could never crack the defensive restrictions placed upon the soul seed by Primordial Ancestor.

"If you want to kill my Brother Fei, you'll have to get past us first." Chen Yu stared with bloodshot eyes at the remaining half-saint. At this moment, he completely disregarded the so-called gap in strength; no matter how vast the difference was, he was determined to kill him.

"This is a deputy commander of the Evil Dragon Legion, an eighth-rank Immortal Monarch with formidable strength," the Golden-Winged Divine Bird said in a deep voice.

The reason Du Zihuan had teased the City Lord of Xuanbing like that earlier was because he had spotted a trace of rouge on the City Lord's collar. Having been stuck to Yu Xueying's clothes all day yesterday, he knew very well that the rouge belonged to Yu Xueying.

However, everyone felt somewhat disappointed by this holiday. After all, the Ancient Dao Lake had opened; those participating felt they would achieve great results and returned home in high spirits, while those watching expected an epic clash of dragons and tigers... yet the battles seemed indeed fierce.

Meanwhile, a fog was rising in Luluye, ethereal white mist drifting slowly.

An S-class monster had actually been killed by a Bronze-rank, leaving him deeply traumatized. He felt as though his centuries of cultivation had suffered an unprecedented insult.

Huang Yunzhou also restrained his smile and stared intently at Kaisa. That tackle just now was entirely professional grade—at least on par with a youth team level, somewhat resembling Tan Wangsong from Sichuan Province.

He had dislocated his arm last time, and as a doctor, he had gritted his teeth and reset it himself.

"Big brother must have gone to cut bamboo to make a walking stick, I'll go help," Zhao匡胤 (Zhao Kuangyin) said as he stood up and gave chase.

Ni Shishang turned her head, her eyes wide as she stared at her mother. She had always been her mother's hope and pride, and her mother had never once had the heart to hit her.

Her family background was poor, and she did not have Yu Ziyan's good fortune of being born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Therefore, in order to transcend social classes, she could only—and had to—curry favor with people like Yu Ziyan. Now that Yu Ziyan had given her an opportunity, as long as she seized it, she would be able to soar.

Thus, no matter how much Zhang Hanfeng spoke up for Naruto, it would be of no use at all, and Hu Zimo could not be bothered to explain further to Zhang Hanfeng.