Chapter 140: Dealing with This Fellow

"Have you heard? In this Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, several dark horses have emerged from the leading ancient martial families of various provinces! They might actually have a shot at breaking into the top ten!"
"Exactly, the top five will likely still be dominated by the scions of the Murong family, but from sixth to tenth place, there might genuinely be room for other factions!"
"Tsk..."

After consuming a portion of the energy, absorbing the remaining spiritual qi from the two vase fragments was no longer an issue. Realizing that the spiritual qi within the two fragments had been completely drained, Wei Yuan began attempting to fuse the fragments back into one.

The scene at this moment was reminiscent of a band of alien "Three Hundred Spartans," with warriors spreading their arms in the torrential rain, shouting as the bloody scent of battle was washed away by the downpour.

A thick layer of heavy clouds hung in the sky, and the distant scenery was veiled in mist, casting a gloomy weight over one's spirits.

Having devoured Sovereign Guyan, the Great Dao of the Soul naturally broke through, stepping directly into the realm of a Sovereign. Only at this moment did the Undying Soul Ancestor truly gain the capability to participate in the battle.

When the five hundred or so Minotaurs hurled all the packs from their backs onto the enemy lines, they broke through the encirclement without a backward glance, charging out alongside the abyss soldiers and leaving behind a countless trail of corpses.

"I suppose you were the one who brought those three here as well?" Mingluo glanced at Mizui beside him and asked.

"Nonsense, would they just come out and tell you about this?" another man with a shrill voice retorted.

Upon searching, they actually found him—Chen Changsheng was sleeping in a roadside ditch. Had it not been for his loud snoring, everyone might truly have overlooked the spot and missed him entirely.

Paying close attention, one could feel as though the elements in the air were drawn by some mysterious force, actively converging toward these black stones—giving the sensation that this place was a massive black hole, drawing the surrounding elements steadily inward.

Yet on the very next day after he voiced his suggestion, the eldest and second young masters of the Rong family came knocking. Their pretext was actually to blame him for sticking his neck out, claiming that if anyone was going to handle the matter, it should be them.

"You... what do you want with me?" Huang Bing looked somewhat nervous, clearly puzzled as to why we had called him out.

I hurriedly got out of the car and patted Zhang Xuanxuan on the back. She panted, frowned, and said she had drunk a bit too much yesterday, and after eating something this morning, she had felt terrible. Now that she had vomited, she felt much better.

Du Shasha put down the cards in her hand, looked at me, and said, "What else do you want? If you need to use the restroom and don't go, you're asking me? I don't have any other solutions. Shall I find a bottle for you so you can just take care of it right here in the room?"

He took Tao Yi's beer mug, smelled it closely, and then, while no one was paying attention, poured in the sleeping pill he had already ground into powder.

Reflecting on how the elders at home usually told him to temper his temper and not be so violent, reminding him that there is always someone better and mountains beyond mountains, Dongfang Hao had never taken it to heart.

A promotional flyer was slammed onto the table. Mo Junye frowned, yet still reached out to pick it up.

Xu Jiao spread her hands, shrugged with a helpless expression, turned around, and sat down on the sofa nearby.

Mo Junye took a deep breath repeatedly to rein in his desires, finally calming down as he pulled Tao Yi back into his arms.

I scratched my head and said, "I think going abroad requires a passport, and processing a passport takes at least ten-odd days. If we fly over right now, won't we just be detained the moment we walk out of the airport?"

Liao Jingxin's expression was somewhat distorted, and the question she blurted out was extremely loud—it didn't require tailing her at all, even a casual passerby could hear it clearly.