Chapter 27: The Man Embedded in the Yardang Earth Pillar

The Yadan landforms stood silently between heaven and earth like wild, untamed monsters. Even without any strange occurrences, the mere sight of them was enough to send a chill down one's spine.

Xing Lin walked slowly into the depths of the Yadan formations. As the sun began to tilt, its dim, yellowish light cast long, shifting shadows of varying depths across the uneven mounds. The wind rose, weaving through the formations and creating sounds like the wailing of ghosts and wolves. The Yadans were a land of devils, and especially at night, the ghostly cries would run rampant.

"Look, what is that? So many enemy planes!" she said, her eyes hazy as she looked up at the sky. She seemed to want to lift a finger to point them out to Alan, but regretfully, she was already too limp to even raise her arm.

Princess Qingping, in particular, couldn't help but recall the scene from the banquet that day, and a cold snort escaped her lips.

With a smile on his face, Clinton turned his head, only to immediately turn back again, for he had felt a murderous intent.

Such a scene seemed to have played out for thousands of years, yet it vanished in the very next moment. He could clearly see the ripples of the Prayer Stone expanding, and then, a trembling cry of "Awoo—" resonated from the depths of his soul. Crimson and white light suddenly scattered before everyone’s eyes, saturating their entire field of vision.

This was not a battle between forces of the same level at all! Or rather, in the face of such a performance gap, the pilot's own skill could not provide any necessary advantage. It was like the difference between a lion and an antelope—a fundamental distinction between predator and prey.

"I’ve already mapped out the plan for the next steps. You and Liu Cheng will still be handling the operations. As long as you follow my instructions, we have a seventy or eighty percent chance of closing this client," Zhang Wei said.

It remained an ordinary house with corridors and courtyards. There were aristocratic lawns and gardens. What surprised Tang Yi was that, despite claims that no one had entered for twenty years, everything appeared as clean and tidy as if it had just been swept.

A thunderous boom suddenly erupted within the bamboo forest. In the darkness, dust billowed as a massive crater appeared amidst the bamboo.

"Brother Su, you jest. You are an honored guest invited by the Zhang family; how could we ever think of you as a burden?" Zhang Pingsheng replied with a strained smile.

Standing with her back to Tang Yi, Fulna, dressed in a white gown, tirelessly gave instructions on what to look out for. Tang Yi watched her quietly, and thinking of the concessions and sacrifices she had made for him, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt.

"Those mere islanders of Wa." Pei Shiqing did not think those inferior barbarians, who did not even know how to use chopsticks, were worth controlling.

Thus, she left an angry comment below: Don't you know your captain already has a wife?

When Helian saw this, he knew the girl was likely beyond saving. Neither he nor Yejie had the ability to help her now, and the item the old woman had given her earlier had proven useless. On someone so soul-lost, no magical artifact could be of any help.

Xue Meng inadvertently asked Beiyeluo how he treated his wives. The wives looked at one another, the bitterness in their hearts impossible to voice.

Yun Che chuckled inwardly, though his face remained impassive. He reached out, pulled down the seatbelt, and with a "click," buckled it into the lock.

Although he still appeared to move with ease while carrying her, she knew she wasn't exactly light. Carrying her up the stairs like this—it was impossible for him not to be tired.

Qianqian stared at the newspaper headline, her face changing drastically. She bit her lip in unease, deeply worried about Yan Chengqian. A matter of this magnitude would directly impact the hotel's reputation and many aspects of its operations. How could something like this have happened?

"Third place, third place..." Luo Han muttered to himself, his gaze dull and fixed on the distance.