Chapter 112: Just Say Dugu Yi Is Asleep

He had not expected Di Yunshen to arrange a meeting for them! His heart was naturally filled with boundless joy.

"Then, then may I bring my wife along? She, she misses him very much too."

"Hmm, you may. But do not expose anything; it must be a simple meeting. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for me to secure this person later."

"..."

Furthermore, this was a ten-thousand-year-old Celestial Fragrance Herb. Although the Kairo Mountain Range was rich in such herbs, precisely because of that, finding one that had matured for ten thousand years was incredibly rare.

"Apologies for the disturbance; we are merely passing through," Gu Lian replied, lowering her head slightly with a touch of reverence, while instinctively tightening her grip on Chen Xing’s hand beside her.

After logging onto her computer, she did nothing for a moment. After a brief contemplation, Lin Ke’er opened the official website of Woku Music. Seeing the homepage recommendations for Li An’s three songs, she clicked into them, shared them to Weibo, and added a short comment.

The atmosphere inside the cave was extremely tense. The remaining hundred or so people had only three or four light orbs between them, leaving the cave dim. Cang Yi and Old Seven stared at each other; ripples of spiritual power and ghostly energy surged slowly, causing the air to tear slightly.

"You sit down first; I will handle the matters here," Yin Rongyu said, his face dark, his teeth gritted.

Jin Liunian’s leisurely demeanor drew the attention and gaze of others. This legendary Prince Jin certainly possessed enough stature to pique one’s curiosity.

"Has something gone wrong?" Ye Tianyu couldn't help but ask. Since his third brother spoke that way, his appearance must have been a last resort.

Song Yiyi handed him her sword for protection, while Xiao Qingcheng told him to take his arrows and ride out to search. Song Yiyi nodded; she did not ride a horse when she came out, but instead shouldered her bow and arrows and led her horse out.

An A-list singer is an A-list singer, after all. Cifang Yuan’s critique this time was incredibly sharp, pointing out the flaws in Wang Ziqiao’s performance in a single sentence.

Countless crescent-shaped blades of golden divine power whistled through the air, tearing Lolth’s divine defensive shield into tatters.

"Come to think of it, I wonder if Junior Sister Yunhe has made her breakthrough yet. I remember making a bet with her back then to see who would reach the Shattered Star realm first," Wu Chi said, shrugging with a smile as he spoke softly.

At that moment, Jiang Rui had instinctively pushed the person away, which aroused the opponent’s suspicion, leading them to approach with guns drawn to search him.

"I did not expect a fellow Daoist from the human race to visit. A rare and honored guest," the old man in the brocade robe greeted him proactively.

Ming Luo turned, placed his right hand over his chest, and bowed to the guests below before walking out of the hall... A burst of thunderous applause erupted behind him.

"Damn it," Yang Yang slammed his fist onto the table. To be honest, he really wanted to curse. Frustrated, he had no desire to log into the game at all. Truth be told, if not for Chen Xiao and Murong Ling, he would have stormed the Wu family right now, dragged that bastard Wu Yong out, and beaten him senseless—beaten him to death, for all he cared.

Ming Luo had already activated his Nether Transformation and hovered in mid-air, not daring to be caught in the slightest by the shockwaves of the two’s battle.

"Madam, anyone capable of easily slaughtering five hundred elite disciples must at least possess strength comparable to yours. If you think about those who have good relations with the Nishang Villa, you will know. This subordinate believes the Blue Shadow God Sovereign is the most likely culprit," an old man said respectfully to Tu Jiaojiao.

However, time was tight, and the Elemental Spirit had no choice but to sacrifice its Elemental Source to fulfill Chu Linfeng.

Xia Wei stepped inside. This place brought her endless sorrow and endless hatred—yet this hatred did not cause her to lose her reason. On the contrary, having become an undead, she behaved like the most ordinary of mourners, without a single act of transgression.