Chapter 51: A Cause for Good (Part Two)

There is no reason to refuse food delivered right to your mouth.

Pei Qinghe accepted the gift list, stood up with solemn gratitude, and said, "Since Young Master Shi has bestowed such a generous gift, I thank him on behalf of all the members of the Pei family. If the Pei family's assistance is ever needed in the future, Young Master Shi need only speak a word."

Though words were spoken thus, favors would be requested when appropriate, while impossible demands would never be uttered. Equivalent exchange was, after all, the essence of a "favorable connection."

Shi Yan understood this principle thoroughly and replied with a smile: "Shi..."

The moment the platinum-gold blood entered, Zhang Chu's heart swelled to more than twice its original size. A purplish-red heart imprint appeared on his chest, expanding and contracting synchronously with his flesh so vividly that it felt as though his heart might bulge right out of his body.

"Early stage of the Heavenly Realm," Leng Tian announced his own cultivation realm, then chuckled, "Heh... Why are you all so nervous? There's no need for that!" Seeing the tense expressions on the three people's faces, he could not help feeling a bit amused.

As for why he chose to throw it rather than hand it directly to Megatron, the reason was simple: a lack of trust in Megatron.

"Hello! Is this Xia Xinyan?" A voice, both unfamiliar and somewhat nostalgic, came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing Li Haolong's voice, Zhang Ning immediately calmed down. Trembling with fear, she said, "I was scared to death just now. It felt like a rat had crawled onto me."

"Listen to my cues later and do as I say immediately." Repeating her instructions, she watched as the refined man sitting cross-legged before her nodded with a stiff neck. Only then did she resume her movements, her fingers tracing slowly upward from his lower back, guiding the Gu worm into his trachea, past his throat, and gradually drawing it out.

Upon hearing this, Long Yanhao almost spat out a mouthful of saliva. Disregarding court etiquette, she looked up in astonishment toward the Immortal Emperor. Seeing him utter such words with a completely straight face, she felt an even greater urge to suppress her inner agony.

Xiong Tang was burdened with heavy thoughts. He instructed him to proceed according to the rules, and subsequently ordered Yu Zimo to handle the aftermath of the scene and investigate the murderer. Then, bidding farewell to Xiong Ti, he departed alone.

"Yes! Lord Evil God." She dared not disobey her master's command, yet the moment she turned around, beneath her lowered eyelids, the jealousy in her gaze grew increasingly intense.

With that, the dwarf blacksmith ceased his movements, let out a light sigh, and placed the newly forged iron sword into the nearby water vat. Instantly, with a hiss, a wisp of white smoke curled upward, indicating the task was complete. He turned around, tilted his head, and cast a suspicious, head-to-toe glance at Ye Feng and Karachi.

"Hehe, my mistake, my mistake. Well, you guys stay still and let me stab you with a spear again, okay?" Zhao Xin offered an awkward apology, then pointed at Tina and the others.

Simultaneously, a faint red glow lit up on the Grand Mentor's body as the rule thread representing fire fused with him permanently, granting him two of the four divine powers.

The Mermaid race resided deep within the ocean, and they possessed far greater knowledge than the players of the Supernatural Space regarding where sea beasts lurked and where supernatural sea beasts could not be caught. Unlike humans who could only foolishly fish with rods, their efficiency was worlds apart.

Naturally, under the current grand environment with the human race looming massively over all other races, each species developed independently. Unless extraordinary circumstances arose—such as the passage of a starry sky behemoth or the invasion of certain cosmic exotic beasts—individual planets rarely encountered major events worthy of being reported.

He dared not wait until they woke up and departed, fearing that his resolve to embark on a journey alone might waver.

A sense of ominous foreboding constantly lingered in the mind of Chen Yi, who had transformed into the Sword Immortal Yilin. Chen Yi knew that unless this problem was clearly resolved, it would probably be impossible to conquer the Yellow-level Supernatural Space known as the Corridor Supernatural Space.

To protect such a large number of Silence of the Storm members when she was not a Tailed Beast—she had already done remarkably well to reach this point.