Inside the dark and creepy space, Tang Zixian was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. A holy glow was emanating from her body. Strings of Sanskrit chants came from her mouth. It was probably some sutra. She had not stopped even when Ning Tao came back through the door.
Ning Tao looked in another direction. That technological magic tool in the shape of a crystal ball was undamaged from the battle earlier on. However, for some reason, the holographic projection corresponding with the Apocalypse smartwatch had completely vanished, and the ball had also lost its glow. It looked like a device that was created by some mad scientist in an attempt to make contact with aliens.
Silvermoon Cherry's "body" was still present, lying quietly in a pool of blood. Yet, not far away from it was a green patch of grass. A ray of sunlight shone on it, and wild flowers were blooming.
Ning Tao walked over, then opened the small medicine chest and took out the
It was as if the intense explosion had taken place within a barrel. In the instant of the explosion, grey smog spread everywhere. There was even a ghastly bluish light coming from within, but it was not strong. Thereafter, the grey smog had collapsed in the center. After the smog had disappeared, a black, charred ground appeared. All the trees and rocks had been destroyed, with only a thick layer of grey ash covering the ground. The 10 stone towers had completely vanished. It was unclear which pile of debris belonged to them. The Silvermoon Cherry had also been disintegrated, left with only a 10th of its original size. Most of the Soul-devouring Urn fragments had also been destroyed, only a very small amount remained. "That guy must have known that you'd kill Bai Sheng, so he had all this planned," Tang Zixian said, looking like she had been shaken. Ning Tao stayed silent, but his gaze was scarily cold. Nicholas Conway had alre
It was quiet inside the Sky Clinic. The face on the good-evil tripod had its eyes shut. The white-good energy and black-good energy were spiraling in the air, like two pieces of kelp dancing in the water, twisting into an "S" shape and then an "X" shape. Ning Tao placed the Soul-devouring Urn and Silvermoon Cherry fragments on the shelves. He already had a plan to refine The Whisperer watch using the Soul-devouring Urn fragments. There was a reason behind such a thought. A large amount of cloudy ore had been added to The Whisperer and could receive voices from the past through it. On the other hand, the fragments of Soul-devouring Urn contained a large number of resentful souls, which also had a quality of "the past". After adding it in, it might produce interesting magical effects. As for what kind of effect exactly it might create, there was no way of knowing. However, this would have to wait. Ning Tao stood in
The black and white alchemy fire died away naturally. In the rotten broken tripod, the thoroughly smashed Whisperer had become whole again. However, it had taken on a darker hue. Even the formerly transparent crystal face had become as dark as ink. One could faintly see a vortex on the watch face. It gave one an impression of a mini black hole. The watch strap was different too. The black-and-white stripes had become striae-like patterns like those found in forged metal. They resembled a sea of clouds in a tempest, bizarre and unfathomable. One could tell from its appearance that it was no ordinary watch! Ning Tao picked up the Whisperer and wore it on his wrist. He injected a whiff of spiritual power into it and instantly managed to establish a strange yet wondrous connection with the watch. In that very instant, a marvelous yet bizarre scene occurred. The vortex on the watch face slowly began to whirl. In the middle of the vo
Ning Tao said, "Go and wait for me outside. I will come after I pay." Qing Zhui and Bai Jing exchanged glances and said nothing. They got up and left for the outside. The two debt-collecting youths also went out of the shop. The Crew Cut took out his cell phone to call someone. Ning Tao paid and asked, "Auntie, can you give me your telephone number?" Zhou Shufen's eyes were dull. She seemed not to have heard Ning Tao. Ning Tao asked again, "Auntie?" Zhou Shufen said, "Where can I find so much money to pay the debt? If I lose this shop, how will my son and I survive?" Ning Tao said patiently, "Auntie, please give me the phone number of the debt-collectors. I will ask them for grace for you." Only now did Zhou Shufen shift her eyes to Ning Tao. Her expression seemed completely baffled. "You're... asking them for grace for me?" Ning Tao said, "I have some acquai
Whoosh! Golden Hair brandished his arm and hit out a fist at Ning Tao's face. But Ning Tao remained motionless. He did not even duck. That same bizarre smile was still upon his lips. "Damn you, go on and smile!" Crew Cut kneed Ning Tao's groin heavily again. Thump! In the deserted lane, another sound resounded which could make a man contract his bladder. But Ning Tao still remained there motionless, a smile on his lips. "Idiot! Go on smiling!" Golden Hair cursed. He struck with both fists, pummeling Ning Tao's face like pattering raindrops. Crew Cut also joined him. He aimed a kick on Ning Tao's lower abdomen. Thump, thump, thump... Fists and feet striking flesh. The dull thumps resounded like a drum in this lane rhythmically. Since the first strike, Ning Tao had not moved. Nor did he retaliate. He allowed Crew Cut and Golden Hair
In the booked room of the bar, the uneasy Qing Zhui gave the door a glance. The two bodyguards of Pan Zhendong were standing by the door. After Ning Tao was taken away, Pan Zhendong signaled with his eyes and they shifted position. She could not see the person she wanted to see, but had to face someone she disliked. Qing Zhui squirmed restlessly in her seat. "Miss Tang, don't worry. Your friend is having beer outside. I've already instructed my two men to give him a warm reception. All the bills he chalks up today will be under my name." Pan Zhendong was smiling. He then asked probingly, "Could you tell me what that guy's relationship is with you, Miss Tang?" Qing Zhui bore with the disgust in her heart and said, "He is my fiancé." "Oh, so he's your fiancé." Pan Zhendong's face was still wearing a smile. But a tinge of jealousy and hate flashed across his eyes. Such a pauper should not deserve such an alluring fia
The BMW 745Li halted at the entrance to Hakka Alley. Pan Zhendong alighted, carrying his briefcase and walking into the alley. One of his bodyguards was accompanying him, while the other remained in the car to guard Qing Zhui and Bai Jing. Qing Zhui watched Pan Zhendong walk into the alley through the car window. She asked, "Sister, should we follow him in?" Bai Jing answered, "It depends on the situation. Since we're here, we might as well wait." She watched Qing Zhui and added, "Are you eager to go home to sleep with him?" Qing Zhui answered, "Yes. Would you like to join me?" Bai Jing started chuckling. She hit out a tender fist at Qing Zhui's chest. What kind of an attitude was that? Probably only she herself knew. The bodyguard remaining in the car glared at Qing Zhui and Bai Jing. He asked fiercely, "What are you two muttering?" Qing Zhui showed a terrified face. "Don't hurt me. I'
The amount of treatment fee earned from Pan Zhendong did not exceed 300 at all, which was far lesser than the sins of evil intention from Zhou Qiang and Chen Bin. However, it was not hard to explain that, since the people who were collecting debts and coercing people were Zhou Qiang and Chen Bin, not Pan Zhendong. Even the two bodyguards had more sins of evil intention than Pan Zhendong, and the number was close to 400. Ning Tao had earned over 2000 sins of evil intention from that "business deal" which had been made by eating Sweet Glutinous Rice Balls with Peanut Coating. Even though it had already ended, it had taught Ning Tao a way of getting rich—if he wanted to earn sin of evil intention, he could specially look for debt collectors. Actually, operating the clinic was very much like running a business, which you would get the hang of gradually. And so, earning treatment fees had grown increasingly easier. The next morning, when Ning Tao