Chapter 033: The Art of Listening to the Earth—Grandmaster of Earthly Qi

"Of course," Lin Le replied indifferently.

The verbal spar between Lin Le and Liang Qiuyang just now had already shown everyone how badly Liang Qiuyang was losing ground. Now, hearing Lin Le speak about the strange happenings on Dragon's Breath Mountain, their suspicions were confirmed, and they were even more astonished.

Liang Qiuyang's shoulders trembled involuntarily. When he had first entered, he thought it was merely a matter of courage...

If he were to go to the Sky-Cleaving Assembly in such a state, it would indeed seem rather irresponsible. After hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed across Nangong Chi's face.

After Li Feng said this, Qianzhu fell silent, called over Qianju, and began tidying up the washing area.

But before he could pick up the firewood, he noticed a sound nearby. Following it, he saw a large white rabbit dash past. He immediately put down the pheasant and the carrying pole to give chase.

Let alone Lan Tianqi being unaware of any surprises, even Nangong Yan and Lan Yunxi, who had been with Ling Xiaoxiao all along, had not heard her mention preparing anything special for Lan Tianqi.

Liu Feng and his child, frightened out of their wits, clung tightly to each other. If anyone had told them before that even with guns they would be powerless against certain people, they would have scoffed. After all, firearms should absolutely overpower bare fists.

As soon as the words fell, the shadow guards, moving with thunderous speed, took over the duties of the regular guards, sealing off the entire Chifeng Gorge.

Shangguan Ruoyu, holding a teacup, mimicked the motion of dropping something from the sky. The teapot and tea set clattered noisily, water splashing everywhere—on the table, on the floor—and she casually tossed the shells of the melon seeds she was eating onto the ground.

As Artemisia finished speaking, the energy from the projection device she wore erupted in full force. Even Honoyu sensed a trace of danger in the air.

"That Second Young Master Guo has connections everywhere; he can even get people out of the grand prison. If you investigate him, do you really think he won't notice? It would only cause chaos within our own ranks," Xu Lin said. Though she was an experienced adviser, she had never dealt with someone of Guo's caliber before.

Then, Tao Mingqing, holding a hand warmer in his left hand and an umbrella in his right to shelter both himself and Su Yuxin, stepped out into the snow.

Zhang Tian watched as the rain touched the wind hawks; it instantly froze. In the blink of an eye, the hawks in the sky were frantically shaking themselves, clearly affected. The orcs below, seeing this, sounded their horns again, and this time their assault was even fiercer.

This super energy elixir could improve Fang Tingting's constitution and change her very potential, transforming her from an ordinary person unable to cultivate into someone capable of practicing martial arts. It was something that surpassed Ye Xiu's understanding.

The surfaces of those stone beads shimmered with spiritual light; the seated Buddha patterns upon them seemed to come alive, every statue's lips moving ceaselessly, chanting supreme Buddhist mantras.

Clink, clink—a ring fell out. Jiang Feng picked it up. It was identical to the one he had obtained from Yang Guang, except this one was engraved with the character for Tiger.

"Until I have fully taken possession of you, you are still my master. Though I am the spirit of the Book of Life and Death, I keep my word and will always abide by the soul contract between us."

This was a seventh-tier earth-element defensive spell—an extremely precious thing for any mage. High-level magic scrolls were exceedingly rare; strength alone could not produce them. That was why Hua Jianchou was so reluctant to part with it.

Qin Zhao frowned as he looked at Liu Bing and the others. There didn't seem to be anything unusual when he had fainted, otherwise they wouldn't be so calm. The traffic police must not have found anything either, or someone would surely have come knocking by now.

Only after a long while did the power of the four combatants' techniques finally exhaust itself high above, leaving behind nothing but chaotic whirlpools of spiritual energy and a sky riddled with cracks.