Chapter 39: Farewell to Giordano

Mo Qianxun sat up and surveyed her surroundings. "I remember Olga was supposed to be at the academy, wasn't she? This is a forest—is it really that far away?"

Having changed into her winter gear, Mo Qianxun reached into her portable Qiankun bag and pulled out a small electric scooter that the research institute had spent days modifying for her. She also had a comfortable off-road vehicle in her bag, but it was hardly suitable for such dense woodland.

"Host, the customer's location has been updated. They are not far from you, and also..."

Until he could defeat the High Gardeners' fleet and deal them a crushing blow, his current anger and resentment were entirely futile.

Behind his cold mask, Donghuang Taiyi gazed at the Imperial Seal still hovering behind Ying Zheng, his eyes filled with apprehension.

Meeting their gazes, a furious Teng Han gritted his teeth. Desperate to teach them a lesson they would never forget, he suddenly bent the metal baseball bat in his hands.

The captain opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by Tian Guangyao, who issued an ultimatum in an even more ferocious tone.

As he spoke, several green lights flickered behind him, and soon, a few others who appeared to be members of the Green Believers materialized at his back.

Just then, a commotion of smashing and crashing echoed from the next room. It was Pojun; he had failed to contain his opponent, who had somehow slipped right off the blade of his Greedy Wolf Sword. The situation sent Pojun into a fit of cursing. To him, letting an opponent escape from his blade was an utter humiliation.

Taibai Jinxing, Taishang Laojun, Sun Wukong, the three rhinoceros spirits, Li Jing, and the Giant Spirit God stood in their positions according to the Eight Trigrams, watching the formation closely to guard against any unforeseen events.

Regrettably, after more than two months of secluded cultivation, he had ultimately failed to fully refine the essence blood jades derived from the Azure Phoenix and the Chongming Bird. Having consumed only three, he was forced to stop.

Gu Kegang cast a blank glance at him, then turned around, his eyes sweeping across the other soldiers one by one.

Regardless of what her family might have owed them in the past, it was no justification for sacrificing her own love. Why should she let her snatch Teng Han away? Thinking this, she guessed that Yang Yixue would not sit idle; she would certainly take action.

Wu Wei nodded again. This level of coordination was excellent—it already resembled his own unit from his previous life. He could foresee that if the Divine Might Cannons and this method of operation were popularized, the landscape of the Empire's future wars would be rewritten. This was a weapon of war, a true instrument of mass destruction.

"That's just as well, it keeps you from wreaking havoc on people every day!" Ghost Fire retorted. The two ghost envoys smacked their lips, not daring to talk back. They could only stomp their feet into the dirt, swallowing the retorts they wanted to make—after all, if you didn't wreak havoc on people, who else would you wreak it on? Besides, you had to have the capability to do so.

"Thud." Jun Chen landed heavily, lying on the ground and gasping for air. His mind was in turmoil. Finally confirming his suspicions, Jun Chen realized that this world and that other world were inextricably linked. Many things that were merely figments of imagination in that world had become reality here.

If a living person no longer lives like a living person, then they are no longer a living person; they are merely a corpse that hasn't died yet.

Old Bao dared not continue the fight now. These people were likely Xiao Daoyun's companions, and he knew that even a war of attrition would not be enough to handle them.

There was Cao Huaiying, who had been slaughtered by villains, the one who held the secret of immortality for others yet attempted to kill me in my dreams.

Without Ji Yinsan, the county jail could never hold Yue Beichuan, nor would Yue Beichuan ever fear being imprisoned. The only thing he seemed to fear was the decision Shangguan Rui had made.

But to Ye Tian, it was simply an unnecessary burden. With his own myriad secrets, following behind a Divine Monarch, who knew how many days he could keep them hidden?