Chapter 121: Subduing Jian
Twilight descended.
Li Changsheng and his companions pitched their tents by a stream. By now, everyone had finished dinner—at least, he, Annie, and Li Xiaoxiong had. Vampires only drink blood and do not consume human food. Li Xiaoxiong was sprawled out beside the stream, sound asleep with no regard for his appearance. As for Annie and Selene, who knows what they were thinking, but the two women had crawled into the same tent to rest. Li Changsheng peeked inside, but...
In the morning, the staff at the company noticed that their president seemed to be in a very good mood today. It was common knowledge that he used to keep a stony face at the office, looking so grim that no one dared to approach him.
I followed to the window and took a look; it really was Tao Xiong. He wore a long cloak and looked imposing, flanked by a dozen men in sunglasses, all of them tall and sturdy—clearly trained fighters.
It was no wonder the viewers in the livestream were laughing their heads off! Of course, the reason these two honey badgers fought whenever they met was partly due to their temperament, but a larger part was due to the mating season.
Guo Qin did not expect that he would sleep for seven whole days. When he woke up, he felt that the restless, mutated True Qi within his body had calmed down, and his strength seemed to have achieved a massive breakthrough.
Seeing Guo Qin furrowing his brows in thought, Murong Kuangbo spoke up again to interrupt his train of thought.
Although he knew the truth perfectly well, Old Man Zhang had been playing the fool for over a decade, so a few more days wouldn't hurt. Moreover, he knew this emperor better than anyone; having long been muddled by wine and women, the emperor had no interest in state affairs. Advice would be useless, so it was better to just look out for himself.
Possessing the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, he now had the ability to sense ocular power. In his perception, Ling Yun’s eyes were completely ordinary; there was no trace of ocular power at all, let alone the immense power of an Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, which should have shone like a beacon in the night.
"He's probably sleeping," Jian Mofan replied casually, not really knowing himself, before dragging Yan Mumu upstairs to the bathroom to wash up.
He was clearly brimming with fighting spirit, yet had nowhere to unleash it. This feeling was not only stifling but also placed a tremendous burden on Guo Qin’s body and soul. Behind him, Ai Xingyu dared not relax in the slightest, his hands constantly shifting through mudras to maintain the boost he was channeling to Guo Qin.
"Understood, Mr. Mo. I will certainly fulfill the task you have entrusted to me!" Karina replied, bowing respectfully to the man she addressed as Mr. Mo.
The duels between peerless powerhouses were usually one-on-one. They had to come in pairs. One could not be impatient, nor could the scale be too large.
"Whether it's truly idealism or not, no one can say for sure right now, but one day, I will make it a reality!" Liu Yi said, cheering himself on in his heart.
However, the Devouring Bottle could not consume the invisible inner demons lurking within the gray mist, and countless inner demons instantly assailed his soul and mind.
Although there seemed to be no trace of any crew members left, the distress signal continued to broadcast incessantly.
"Fine, fine, fine. Let's process it now." Seeing that his message had been conveyed, Liu Yi didn't waste any more time.
Although he had yet to face the Ghost Ancestor Xu Wan directly, and was not yet qualified to contend with him, this situation made Jiao Fei secretly vigilant.
Bai Cangdong felt a sharp pain in his heart, which then began to throb violently like a drum. The discomfort was so intense that he clawed at his chest, wishing he could rip out his wildly beating heart.
In the end, this had turned into a contest of resources. To achieve victory, one simply had to invest more naval guns and be willing to sacrifice fighter jets to break the strategic balance, forcing the opponent to retreat. That was victory, yet the opponent would soon be replenished and regroup. If the opponent then committed even greater firepower, one would have to retreat in turn.