From beginning to end, not a single link in the whole auction showed any obvious flaw.

Every reaction from every faction was exactly as Zhang Baiyu had foreseen, and for each one there was an extremely clear and effective contingency plan.

When the final ticket to the Lord God's Secret Realm fell under the gavel and successfully landed in the hands of its original owner, the last knot in Elder Yuehua's heart finally loosened.

What followed was wild elation.

To think that nine tickets to the Lord God's Secret Realm—tickets that already had owners—at this auction...

"This..." He Wanyun grew a little anxious. She more or less understood modern society, but it was simply hard for her to accept.

Chong Jiu paid no mind to the Lion-Lynx Monster's ugly expression. He set down his cup, rose to his feet, walked over, and pressed him back down by the shoulders.

If they were to patch things up on short notice, twelve more trees would have to be replaced. And there was no other suitable plot nearby like the one in Twilight Mountain Forest Park.

Since the plane passage would need another year to open completely, during this period these seven vanguard officers would be the rulers of this new plane. They were to unify all the undead creatures born of this land while eliminating as much of the resistance as possible, paving the way for the army to follow.

"Teacher, you... you actually used that secret art?" Shock was written all over Luo Pingyang's face.

Uncle Zhang had come back empty-handed, clearly intending to offend no side. Could it be that the people behind him still wouldn't let him off?

With a crisp clang, the two figures met and parted in an instant. The vampire beat his wings again and again, barely steadying himself, while Wang Qi's four hooves kept retreating, actually leaving clear ripples across the void with each step.

"Ridiculous! You say our earth is a round ball—then we stand here, on top of the ball. How would the people on the other side of the ball stand?" A mocking sneer cut in at this point.

Most of the time, the only things that can kill me are other Elder Dragon species. Other things that could be called 'companions' occasionally show me a less-than-friendly side as well... well, or you might say 'often' and 'to the death' wouldn't be an exaggeration either.

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Shi Ranran's words carried so much information that it took him quite a while to sort out the whole sequence of events.

Later on, the three words "Wei Junyan" gradually vanished from her life—until now, when he appeared again, seemingly unchanged, yet seemingly changed a great deal. At least, Lin Tangtang felt he was no longer as detestable as before.

Liu Yuxin's words left everyone from the Liu family present speechless, and for a moment a peculiar silence fell.

Hearing Liu Yang's anxious, caring words, Tang Siying could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and they streamed down unchecked.

They would only believe the scoops in their own hands. As for the truth—once there was traffic, who would still care about the truth?

Hall Master Jiang was clearly most displeased at having been captured, but at this moment all he could do was indulge in empty bluster. In his furious, flustered state, not a trace remained of the arrogance with which he had once trampled Yin Qing. How complex human nature is—one need only look.

But the moment the words left her mouth, she suddenly felt the man beside her radiating a distinctly lower pressure. What was it this time? Qin Qinxue was somewhat puzzled—surely it wasn't worth this much just for looking at a foot.

Then the blond man grabbed a handful of salt from a sack at his side and smeared it into the man's wound. The man, in tearing agony, came awake from his unconsciousness.

Zhang Xusheng felt a little flustered; quite a few students passing by, along with those enjoying the spectacle, were all looking their way.

But now, as if possessed, he did not do so—he even kept Shen Xingyue there, wanting to hear what she had to say.

Moreover, those hidden villains must not be allowed to succeed. If she ran away, Beggar would truly be guilty of harboring a demon and abetting its crimes.

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Ice Dance fell silent for a moment. She did have other means, but that was her trump card; using it now would not only fail to defeat Sun Wukong but would also expose her hand—clearly not a wise move.