Chapter 0083: The Astonished Target

Overall, Orochimaru’s ideas were much the same as before: to raze the Shinobi World and transform it into a vast research facility, gathering the strength of the entire world to pursue technological advancement.

“Oh?”

Suddenly, Orochimaru’s brow furrowed as he recalled from memory that three individuals had betrayed him—Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, and Rock Lee. The three had joined the Akatsuki.

“Heh…”

Orochimaru suddenly let out a laugh and shook his head. To him, all this was of little consequence.

The Lord of Fengdu wore an ever-changing expression, but ultimately, he could only resign himself to the situation. With a forced laugh, he hurriedly announced that the meal was to begin, finally escaping the laughter of those around him.

First, Mu Xiaotian needed to find where the Gate of Six Harmonies had hidden the Tianwu Elixir recipe. As long as the two Dao Sovereigns were not carrying it, Mu Xiaotian was prepared to try and steal it. But if it remained on their persons, this scheme would have to be abandoned.

“Then go ahead. Though it won’t be easy, it’s worth the risk. There are indeed many relics inside. Back in the day, my own sect’s sword array was lost there. If fate allows, retrieve it on behalf of the sect. There will be a reward,” Dao Xuan said coolly.

“I came at your invitation. With such aggressive questioning, are you not afraid of angering the imperial court?” The old Taoist’s tough front was quickly unraveling. With no way out, he could only invoke the Great Gan Dynasty as a shield, hoping to muddle through this crisis.

Wan Gui Nixiang hadn’t finished speaking before Wan Wan snatched the cup from her. As she opened the lid, a stream of white steam wafted from the lip of the teacup, filling the room with a strange, enticing fragrance that made everyone’s mouth water.

“Is there any way to transfer the energy of that Nether Lightning to its opposite?” Xiao Yi asked in puzzlement.

Hou Hai truly had such thoughts. If he could forge a connection with the Grand Governor of the Western Province’s influential relative, the rest of his life would be smooth sailing, living off a mountain of gold.

Hearing the seriousness in Mu Xiaotian’s voice and seeing his earnestness, everyone grew attentive and vigilant, ready to follow his every command.

“Of course, energy from Heaven and Earth can be used as well, but the effect is worlds apart from that of a cultivator’s mystic energy—far inferior.” As she finished, she cast a furtive glance at Liu Qi, worried he’d be displeased at the mention of mystic energy.

“It seems the company really has changed hands. Maybe before long, we’ll be kicked out of this office,” Park Jin-woo sighed, feeling the oppressive atmosphere weigh heavily on him.

Ye Zhi’s heart softened upon hearing Mu Shan speak. In truth, Mu Shan was a pitiable soul.

She took out a small piece of tissue she always carried, picked up the poisoned needle from the floor, wrapped it up, and placed it in her travel bag.

Zhuang Yan and Kiyomizu Kiyoko walked slowly, watching as more and more people filled the streets. Heroes Association security officers directed traffic, and police cars and ambulances sped by with sirens wailing.

Long Qingqing still couldn’t understand something. According to the Wu tribe’s Qingling, her name was imprinted on her soul, meaning that no matter how many times she reincarnated, her name should never change. Yet in this life, she was not called Qingling. Why was that?

Of course, Gu Yiyi couldn’t reveal that Zhuang Moxiang had given her his phone number solely so she could contact him or his team members for help in an emergency.

“Great, upload it. Send me the link when you’re done, and I’ll find someone to promote it,” Wang Xiaopang messaged Xi Wei.

Behind them, Han Wei’s face was flushed with excitement as he looked at his phone, which showed that Han Ting was only 50 meters away. The excitement in his heart was beyond words.

Normally, Jiang Lu was not one to suffer a loss, nor would she back down from a verbal spar. But today, her temperament was oddly good. On any other day, she would have a whole carload of retorts for anyone who spoke to her like that. Today, she didn’t bother; she only wanted to add insult to injury. As for her cousin’s shop’s reputation, she couldn’t care less and didn’t mind at all.