Chapter 124: Grey Cattle

After the initial riots, the situation in Rome took an eerie turn. The city became terrifyingly quiet, as if nothing had ever happened.

In the Vatican, the clergy who had gathered for the Ecumenical Council were deeply shaken by the uprising. They hid inside St. Peter's Basilica, afraid to even make a sound, let alone emerge to mediate. Only Qin Qiao knew that this was not the outcome he had desired.

"We must enter—"

Staying in the Immortal Herb Sect, the resources earned were only enough for the disciples within; for himself, well, it was simply not enough.

Ouyang Hezue looked at him. Although she knew he loved her deeply, she still longed to hear him say it aloud.

Having just opened his front door, Ning Wangshu heard snippets of conversation from the principals of various elite high schools and was momentarily stunned, left completely bewildered.

Since he had already set his grand plan in motion, Wu Shaogang would not stop, nor would he let any opportunity slip by.

Two years later, Zhang Hongfan, Tenggele, and others departed from Chengdu Prefecture to campaign in Henan Circuit. Seeing the massive changes in places like Jingzhao Prefecture, they could hardly believe their eyes.

With such ability, why would he ever need to perform commercially? The entire entertainment industry would be turned upside down, and all sorts of claims that Su Cong was not human would emerge.

Tongchuan Circuit bordered Chengdu Circuit, and the boundary between them was vast. Liu Heima, hoping to turn the tide and gain favor in front of Kublai Khan to consolidate his position in Chengdu Circuit, had to choose a suitable target. It was unlikely he would dare to venture into places like Luzhou Prefecture.

"How dare you destroy my magical artifact!" the distracted cultivator screamed in a disheveled state, suddenly manifesting dozens of identical copies of himself as he lunged toward Beishan.

"Uncle Qi, you crippled him—will you be alright?" Zhang Yu asked with a worried expression.

At this moment, in a valley filled with flowers belonging to the Guqiu Sect, there stood a magnificent house. Inside lived the enchanting Lie Ziqing, though she was currently gnashing her teeth in anger.

Wang Xiangbei held one hand upright and chanted, "Amitabha. My benefactor, could you perhaps squeeze in? I truly have no empty golden bells left."

The performance of the Star smartphone alone was enough to crush all other phones on the market, including those of giants like Nokia and Samsung.

But the next moment, they realized they had overthought it; the soul fire landed steadily on Yang Quan's fingertip. Yang Quan and the phantom were still communicating in a way no one else could understand.

After fighting until he was exhausted, Yang Quan returned to recuperate for a few days before continuing to dive into the portal. Beyond battling the dark shadows, Yang Quan spared no effort in exploring this world. Amidst the void, darkness, and distortion, he actually discovered a few minuscule creations, suggesting that this place might be different from his initial conjectures.

Mother Lu’s pupils flickered slightly; the heart hanging in her chest found no relief, instead growing increasingly tense.

After saying their goodbyes, the two walked out of the room. Led by a cleric, they reached a highly secluded chamber where, in the center, several ferocious-looking gargoyles had already been placed.

To appease their gods, these tribal priests would slice open the chests of those from defeated tribes during sacrificial rites, tearing out hearts that were still beating.

"There is no help for it; such is the way of the world. It has long been impossible to distinguish right from wrong. These mortals react so violently, but are we, the cultivators, any different? When the sects from the four directions retreated to Central Province, they fought tooth and nail over territory..." the guest elder remarked.

That was correct; he had encountered Ji Shiyi later than Kou Xiuhan had, but he believed his feelings for her were deeper than Kou Xiuhan's.

Just as Luo Yiran turned, a powerful force instantly pulled her back, pinning her onto Lu Yunze.

"Affecting the image of Caiyan City? Who said that?" Yue Yufeng’s face darkened as he spoke to Ba Tianhu.