The newly developed drug, no one to show off anymore.
In the future, if she gets into a fight, no one will have her back again.
This world, it seems, will never be the sa.
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This day, for the Order World, should have been a day of celebration.
Because the first floor of the Qilin Immortal Palace has finally been cleared, and the gatekeeper boss, the Kui Bird Ancestor, has been slain. They even thwarted the plans of two Ancient Supres, which had been in motion for 2,500 years. It should have been a cause for celebration worldwide.
Yet today, solemn and serious bells tolled in thirteen branches, an honor given only for heroic sacrifices worthy of being recorded in history.
Historically, only a handful of the top pillars of the Human World deserved the tolling of bells.
And only the President has the authority to make such a decision.
The uninford just thought the President mourned the loss of a super genius.
But the few who were in the know understood, the President's grief was as if he had lost his own Crown Prince.
On this day, Taixu released an audio ssage on the Deep Space Network. Investigators worldwide saw this audio ssage and clicked on it subconsciously. In underground bars in Miami, lavender fields in Provence, underground cellars in Bordeaux, fashion venues in Paris, bays in the Caribbean, people fell silent.
That young, cold voice softly said: "This is an audio ssage I left after acting on my own. This was my decision, and I coerced my teammates into becoming my accomplices. Please do not trouble them, because everything was my own personal will. I am about to head to the depths of the Sea of Eternal Life to face my nesis."
"This is a decision I made after returning from Penglai Fairy Island. The Vermilion Bird Clan is a cage I must break free of, and a truth I must pursue in this life. Now the opportunity is before , and I have no reason to back down. Moreover, I carry the legacy and the unwavering will and hope of my predecessors."
He paused: "I have left everything I gained on Penglai Fairy Island to this world, hoping it can beco better and less dark and sinful. If sothing were to happen to , please tell my mother and sister I'm sorry. Perhaps without , they can live better."
The investigators of the Ether Association listened to this audio and heard the ancient, solemn bell tolls.
Only a very few who were in the know understood the struggle in the youth's heart.
The Gu Family is a cursed lineage.
It seems the young man had discovered sothing, and even with his talents, he had no confidence to resist it, so he was truly prepared to face death at any ti in every action.
Taihua sat in the shadow of the office, afternoon sunlight streaming through the window, dust swirling.
"What a foolish child."
She said softly.
She of course knew what that child was thinking.
Since returning from Penglai Fairy Island, Gu Jianlin had vaguely sensed sothing and realized that the curse he bore was no simple matter and might involve three Ancient Supres all at once.
Of course, he wanted to live, but he was also prepared to die.
Before embarking on actions even he was uncertain of, he had left his last words.
This child was never soone who would patiently endure for the sake of a grand future plan.
When truly angered, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would draw his sword to face the enemy.
Rather than turn and flee.
What truly angered him could only be the Vermilion Bird Clan and The Order of the Hidden.
Of course, there might be other reasons.
"Qilin Venerable."
She murmured to herself: "Turns out you placed all your stakes on him, no wonder."
Rhein, clad in a white suit, stood in front of her desk.
This Vice President's injuries were still unhealed, bandages wound around him, his face pale.
"Are you sure it was Skylark who rushed in last?"
Taihua said indifferently.
Rhein nodded slightly: "Sorry, I couldn't stop it."
"Not your fault."
Taihua sighed: "Luckily, you didn't go after all."
She suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood, her majestic, cold deanor cracking with countless golden fissures, as if her body beneath the trench coat was collapsing, pouring out molten golden light.
Rhein's eyes flashed with a hint of chill, without hesitation unfolding the Heavenly Person Realm, resplendent gold enveloping the entire building, threads of golden light converging into countless sharp sword beams.
"President."
He frowned: "Are you alright?"
Taihua covered her lips, waved her hand: "Old, caught off guard."
Rhein's eyes narrowed, realizing the President's final confrontation was with Candle Dragon Venerable.
That Supre, the embodint of absolute power and violence, would never resort to ambushes.
Then who in this world could ambush the President and even wound her like this?
"If not for that child finding
the Eternal Bone, I'd likely be gone already."
Taihua looked towards the sunlight outside the window: "Search and rescue operations, do not stop. Keep searching. If alive, see the person, if dead, see the corpse. I will distribute the power of the Heavenly Person's Wedge to the two of you. Anyone who dares to obstruct you, kill without rcy."
Rhein was slightly moved, bowed low.
"If you want to contest this position, struggle as much as you like, might makes right."
Taihua raised her eyes, softly said: "But if that child can't return, all of you for ..."
Before she finished speaking, this four-hundred-year-old elder closed her eyes, leaned back in the large office chair, as if she had fallen asleep, her breathing and heartbeat gradually weakening, life like a candle flickering in the wind.
Rhein's expression subtly changed, imdiately took out his phone: "Quick, dical Departnt, co to the President's office!"
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The grocery store on the street was filled with the delicate scent of incense.
Huai Yin sat in a wheelchair, sighing: "Life is so unpredictable. I just went to Buzhou Mountain for a fight, and my big disciple, how could he be gone just like that?"
This strongest in the Human World looked at the painting on the wall with a mixture of emotions.
The graceful woman in the painting seed more vivid, the soaring dragon appeared alive.
About to leap out of the painting, into the sky.
"Master, even in acting, moderation is needed."
Jing Ci fetched a bottle of wine from the cabinet, poured himself a glass, indifferently said: "You and I both know our junior isn't that easily killed. If he truly died, you wouldn't be reacting like this."
Huai Yin waved his hand: "What do you know? When I say gone, I don't an dead, but kidnapped."
Jing Ci raised an eyebrow: "Who would kidnap our junior? Just snatch him back."
Huai Yin chuckled: "You go, I won't stop you."
Jing Ci squinted: "What do you an by that?"
Huai Yin didn't elaborate, sighed: "Everyone thinks Candle Dragon Venerable failed in ascending. But would that Supre, the epito of power and violence, truly fail? I don't think so. On the contrary, I think she succeeded, and succeeded beyond all asure, perhaps even too successfully."
Jing Ci was silent for a while, thinking he needed to carefully ponder these words.
"Unfortunately, in the end, she was ambushed during her weakest mont."
Huai Yin laughed: "Next, there's going to be quite a show to watch."
At the entrance of Luodong District across the street, a Maybach drove up with a roar.
The security guard at the gate was so startled that he couldn't hold his thermos steady, quickly tidying his clothes, rushed out to greet.
Expecting a big boss, but it turned out a young girl stepped out of the car.
"Is this his ho?"
Tang Ling's white hair fluttered in the wind. She was wearing a white casual jacket today with a black vest inside, sky-blue jeans hugging her long, elegant legs, and white sneakers.
Simple, clean.
"Yes, this is Gu Jianlin's ho."
Chen Bojun sighed: "But what identity will you use to visit? Colleague? Senior? Teammate? You know, they're just ordinary people, and you'll need to arrange so Mind-bending Tea for them."
Tang Ling was silent for a mont, seemingly resolved, softly said: "I know my limits, let's go."
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