Chapter 65: Dumplings

Su Li memorized the information shared by several people and decided to go check it out herself.

After resting enough, the group of elderly women dispersed, and Su Li returned to her stall.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Li and Li Meilan packed up their stall and headed home. As for the fifth child, Cheng Junguan, being such a big young man, he could easily make his way back on his own.

Upon returning home, they found that Zhang Mingyue was busy cooking.

"Mom, you're back."

"Mhm."

Su Li gave a brief acknowledgment and said nothing more. Zhang Mingyue...

The more Jin Jiao listened, the more terrified she became. The dramatic changes of these past few days had long since left her mind in complete turmoil.

"This is cameraman Lao Zhang, this is cameraman Lao Zhang! I can't hear clearly what you're saying, please repeat, please repeat!" Lao Zhang grew somewhat anxious, involuntarily raising his voice as if speaking louder could effectively improve the communication quality between the two sides.

Judging from the current situation, Chen Zheng also realized that this might be the so-called Endless Space—a legendary world where entry was a one-way trip with certain death. The first things visible here were countless black holes; these black holes might have existed for untold billions of years, perhaps growing far larger than the black holes Chen Zheng had created.

Tang Bin looked up at the sky; it was still early, but Gongsun Sheng held the highest rank in this group, so they still had to defer to him.

Cutting the small talk short, when Wei Sanjiang returned to his clan, he didn't idle either, immediately sending out a Myriad-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman to inform his uncle of the spiritual vein located here.

"This is too insane..." Linglong let out a breath, gathering her rain-dampened hair, and said with a trembling voice. This time, even she could no longer remain calm.

The volume exuded a pungent, foul odor. Frowning, Ma Xiaoquan unfolded it, and at the sight of its contents, he was instantly overjoyed.

In just a few hours, they arrived at the capital of the Eastern Hu Kingdom. Their capital possessed an entirely different architecture, completely distinct from that of the Eastern Lai Kingdom. At a cold glance, it looked like a city from a new era, with towering skyscrapers everywhere, making it impossible to tell what was special about any particular building.

Restrictions existed within the main hall of the Divine Mansion, barriers that had blocked countless powerful figures across the Martial God Continent. Yet these restrictions could not stop Ren Tianqiong, nor could they stop Lu Xuan. Stepping forward, Lu Xuan crossed directly and effortlessly through the barrier.

Filled with a mind and head full of bewilderment, she finally drifted off into a dream, and when she opened her eyes again, bright, cheerful sunlight streamed in from outside the window.

"Why are you flipping out over a mere disagreement?" Panyang scratched his head, wondering which sentence had offended Daoist Master Kong.

Yun Yuxuan rolled her eyes. No matter how early she arrived, could she possibly arrive earlier than Song Ziyi, who had come at the crack of dawn just to watch a good show?

Good grief, it was a place far away, completely outside the territory ruled by the Xia Dynasty, and even if she told them, they wouldn't know it.

For instance, the human body's evasive reflexes, ranged attack capabilities, and dynamic observation skills for targeting distant objectives, and so on.

Led by Li A? Song Jiangbao, Sima Gang, and other five major hall masters of Qingcheng, together with thirty-one disciples of the ceremonial hall, were all waiting here for the descent of the Immortal Realm's emissary. For special reasons, Panyang was also waiting here with them.

Panyang did not disturb him further; Daoist Master Kong's reaction was proof enough that everything Hong Duxiu had said was true.

Never had he imagined that the former fortune-teller of Chenliu City would now be known throughout the realm as the Great Han Master of Destiny and the Prince of the Northwest.

Besides, given such a short distance, Su Mucheng was fully capable of displaying her true strength.

Furthermore, during the banquet, Panyang and Liu Pipha had been deeply and passionately in love; who would ever believe that Panyang had killed Liu Pipha?

This remark was remarkably blunt. Logically speaking, this was never something Nan Chen would utter in full view of a broad audience, yet he had said it anyway, which could only mean that his mind was unsteady and in disarray.

Hearing these words, Baili Qi's heart tightened involuntarily, wondering whether the Prince of Yan had brought good news or bad news this time.