Chapter 106: Intern

As the words fell, Qin Yu strode straight up to the blond-haired man.

“Well? Have you thought it through? Brother, as long as you hand over the beauty at your side, I’ll give you fifty thousand yuan. What do you say?”

“Fifty thousand? Little sister, did you hear that? This man wants to buy you for fifty thousand.”

Qin Yu looked toward Qin Mian...

With only a delicate jade hand slicing through the void, the Third Elder exploded to death, body and soul utterly destroyed, while everyone watched in terror.

Bad—it had been discovered by the people of the Hundred Poisons Sect. Lin Tao reacted at once, wrapping an arm around Zhang Yiyi and burying his face in her neck, which made her jerk back in instant embarrassment. What was Lin Tao trying to do?

Just as he was about to get up, he was startled. Somehow, without noticing when, there were now many rotten, decayed blades, halberds, and other weapons piled around him, half a person high, rust-pocked and brittle, likely to snap into pieces at the lightest touch. They were nothing but scrap metal; even sold off in full, they would fetch hardly any money.

With no choice, I had to start again from the beginning, asking the households near Wan Shuqin’s home one by one. But none of them had noticed anything that night; the wind and snow were too fierce, and everyone had taken shelter indoors.

“Xiangxin? Isn’t she right here?” The fat man turned as he spoke and pointed at an empty patch of ground, but there was no sign of Xiangxin, which made his eyes widen in disbelief.

At this moment she was filled with both fury and unwillingness, and also with bewilderment. Was she truly going to have to work on the streets from now on?

According to the map, Lin Tao ran toward the largest tomb chamber in the center, hoping to find traces left by Brother Chen and the others, or perhaps some useful clue left by Wan Shuqin and the others in his dream.

On the other side of the screen, everyone was moved as well, and all eyes were on the old madam and the eldest young master. Though it was a little strange that the eldest young master had not gone to the men’s table, no one spoiled the mood by pointing it out. They only assumed he valued his mother and was keeping her company for the celebration.

And that heart-stirring voice replied softly yet with supreme majesty and irresistible force: “Because I am the God-King, Silver Moon.”

He slammed heavily into the ground. This time, He Guang could not rise; his whole body was covered in blood, and after twitching a few times, he gave no further response.

Mu Xinghan let out an involuntary soft laugh, which made Lan Ling’er freeze. She touched her cheek, and aside from feeling a little hot, there seemed to be nothing else unusual.

When Li Tiewang saw that this weapon was the Dharma Golden Staff, one of the legendary Four Divine Artifacts, he was already astonished. He had originally thought he had smashed Li Qingtian to pieces with a single hammer blow, never imagining that he was still alive in this world. It was enough to make one wonder why the living and the dead appeared and vanished so unpredictably.

“What’s wrong?” The master of the Tang family walked silently up to her and looked at the bowl of multicolored... some unidentified mush before her.

“I bought three of them, and all three are the same. How could they still be wrong?” Yang Yanyan held up three fingers, and now she truly had no idea what to do.

Wei Meng lowered her gaze, her thick lashes casting a shadow that concealed every emotion in her eyes.

Looking at Li Liang’s contorted face, the young man’s faint yang energy drifted over in threads. Lin Chen could tell that this young disciple was, at best, at the level of a Great Yang Master.

She had always prided herself on her cleverness, yet for a moment she could not imagine that all of this was thanks to Nan Xueyu. And the humiliation she was about to endure was only the beginning.

Such a scene was simply too inconceivable. In his youth, the Second Elder’s longing for the frost power, the innate force of the Demon Dragon clan, drove him alone into the Sacred Domain. After enduring untold hardships, he finally found a wisp of strange fire born naturally within the Sacred Domain—the Ice Crystal Marrow Flame.

“Just as I was about to leave the Hall of Omniscience, I suddenly received a divine sense transmission from that old man,” Lin Qingfan said with a sigh of relief.