189: Chapter 189: The Reborn Empress or the Reincarnated Mosquito—Which is More Awesome?

As Gu Yuexi was teleported to the arena where Chu Sheng was located, the spectators from her arena were also teleported over.

The seats around the arena might look limited, but in reality, they have no upper limit, as long as the server can handle it.

"Holy crap, we actually matched!"

"Both of them are on winning streaks. Although one is at the Third Turn of the Qi Sea and the other is at the early stage of the Fourth Grade, it's normal for them to be matched together!"

"Both of them are three...

Gu Shurong believed that even if Ye Luo could pass the second assessment, he absolutely could not surpass him in terms of time.

"Let's all work hard. In a few days, I'm going hunting too. You can go to Sleeping Ridge; it suits your current strength," Third Master Xiahou said, nodding.

Lin Long looked helpless. Indeed, in Lin Bei's eyes, the Great Emperor level might be at the pinnacle within the Inner Universe, but in the Outer Universe, it was just like weeds.

However, when the afterglow of sunset first appeared and the group returned to the camp by the Qing River, Mingyue discovered that Gongsun Long was frantically searching for her everywhere.

He began to distance himself from Jiang Xinyu. Although things seemed the same on the surface, whenever Jiang Xinyu went to the refugee camp, he suppressed the urge to go forward. He was actually afraid that he would do something to Jiang Xinyu again, and he would truly regret it later. It was just that this kind of thing wasn't something that could be suppressed just by wanting to.

After hearing Ye Luo's words, Di Quanling secretly glanced at Di Quanling. She hadn't expected Shangguan Qing to be a Bloodline Warrior. Although she had failed to awaken her bloodline power, she was still a rare existence just like her.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual energy came from the cave. Ning Fuchen felt a surge of joy in his heart; it seemed He Wanyun had broken through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Yes, he didn't believe it. Not to mention killing an elder, even stealing the Sword Talisman, he felt, was somewhat impossible.

Wu Huanyue was a bit shy at first, but when she heard Sister Xu say these things, her snow-white ears twitched and trembled, as if she were listening carefully.

"Shangguan Qing, it's me. Can you hear my voice?" Ye Luo said loudly after hearing her voice.

Guo Wuchang was right; Ancient Martial Arts families were welcomed no matter which country they went to. It wasn't just because they possessed power greater than ordinary people, but their heritage of hundreds or thousands of years also made the wealth possessed by Ancient Martial Arts families quite astonishing.

"Alright, think it over carefully." Li Qiang pressed down on the door handle, not caring about the three people in the room, and stepped out of this office that made him feel stifled, closing the door behind him.

Why didn't the Jade Emperor, the leader of the Heavenly Court and the number one figure in the Three Realms, come out when the Ziwei Emperor arrived?

You see, reality is actually this absurd. Although Lin Ziqing earned quite a bit of money, his expenses were also high, with all the hosting and socializing. Plus, he built roads for his hometown. This guy could be said to be full of positive energy. Aside from having a loose mouth, you really couldn't find any faults with him.

Nine-Son Heaven 'Jade'—this was the name of the 'Jade' tablet. However, Pei Zhenggang and the others only knew the name of this 'Jade' and that it was an item once worn by the Xuanyuan Emperor, but they didn't know its specific functions.

The man in the leather jacket was a bit dazed. He didn't complain about the small amount, nor was he overwhelmed with gratitude. He clutched the vacuum-packed rations in his hand, his gaze following Song Jiu's back, paying close attention to his movements, fearing that he might suddenly throw a cup as a signal.

Although he hated the term "well-matched in social and economic status" immensely, just because this worldly rule had harmed so many innocent people and prevented so many lovers from becoming spouses, Cheng Yaojin sometimes had to agree with such a saying.

Before, he couldn't see the interior from the outside, and Song Jiu had been wondering if the inside was also a simple house built of wood. Only after observing it up close did he realize he was ridiculously wrong.

The ordinary spiritual plant spirits in the dojo didn't know about Hongjun becoming a saint, but as the high-level members of the dojo, they couldn't possibly be unaware of this matter.