Chapter 41
Old Liu and Jiang Xiaojun returned shortly after leaving. Together with Old Zhang and Old Ding, they inquired about the situation in the command center, and all four veterans could not help but chuckle.
Long Qingtian transformed into a green radiance, unleashing palm strikes one after another, while a foul, pungent mist swirled around him.
Seeing this, I hurriedly turned my flashlight back, scouring the walls for the protruding black brick I had caught a glimpse of earlier.
Li Huainian found this incomprehensible. Regardless of how little confidence one might have in one's own disciples, there was no need to resort to withdrawal; it only accelerated the marginalization of the Fulian Sect, causing nothing but harm.
While the Gu-fighting competition lacked a certain degree of persuasiveness, the merit rankings provided a much fairer stage for competition.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you cannot abandon me!" Yang Tianjiao, knowing he could not withstand the onslaught, shouted toward the direction of the Shangyang Sect.
Though she stood only one meter seventy, her presence was three meters tall; even this so-called member of the Ten Elders was subtly overshadowed by her.
"Stop overthinking it. I only brought back these three samples. If we want to continue production, we must first build the base and the laboratory, which is not something that can be finished in a short time," Li Yi said, rolling his eyes.
"What did you say?" Yang Fan had already turned to leave, but at these words, he suddenly looked back, smiling at Lu Ming.
The Sand Ninja caught in the blast changed color, feeling as if the chakra and spiritual pressure within his body were being suppressed, rendering them unusable.
Leave? Tang Cheng had never considered it. Even when Master Sun had tactfully advised him to go, he had never thought of leaving. Leave? Where would he go?
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The sky was half-overcast, with a hole torn through the thick, lead-gray clouds. Sunlight poured through, forming several dazzling pillars of light. A cluster of emerald bamboo bathed in the celestial glow, appearing half-brilliant and verdant, half-chilling and sinister.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yigong clutched a pair of beige-colored underpants, a glint of ferocity appearing in his eyes.
Realizing this, he could no longer afford to focus on the weakening of his internal energy. He hurriedly lifted his head from the water, forcing his blurred eyes open, and through the undulating waves, he vaguely caught sight of land.
"This junior understands. That is why I came this time under the guise of delivering high-grade medicinal pills; Senior Brother can rest assured and leave," True Monarch Xuanhuo said with a solemn expression.
Seeing that the enemy had noticed their location, Li Ming ordered his soldiers to extinguish the fire and placed everyone on high alert. Simultaneously, he dispatched ten thousand camel troops to exit the camp and form a defensive formation facing the enemy, waiting for their arrival. His reconnaissance aircraft had already begun to ascend.
If one were to attempt soul-possession, the opponent's primordial spirit would inevitably enter one's body to vie for control. Therefore, an iron rule of possession is that it can only be performed on someone with a lower cultivation level than oneself; the greater the gap in cultivation, the higher the success rate.
"The same. A guy who licks the bottom of the bowl after finishing a meal—he's a plague wherever he goes!" Wang Fubao sneered, expressing his utter contempt for Lu Fangyuan's character.
The faint fragrance of lotus blossoms drifted through the air. Chen Yan stepped off the boat, cradling the flowers as he hurried toward the inner chamber. He stopped before the door, caught his breath, and pushed it open silently.
Only then did Lu Shan rush over to help Lu Jian first move Lu Jianxin onto the hired carriage. He then signaled the servants to load the luggage and bid farewell to his kinsmen, who were each preparing to head toward their own futures.
In the end, all the white bandages were stripped away and placed into a trash bin. One of the nurses carried the bin out of the room, perhaps fearing the pungent medicinal odor would permeate the air.
Singing was indeed Lin Chen’s "ultimate weapon." As soon as he finished, the entire live-streaming world was flooded with comments demanding he continue his performance.
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That was truly terrifying. If the people above had discovered him, it wouldn't have mattered if he died, but it would have been too innocent to implicate the child.
Ever since Old Ghost and her mad father stayed that night, she stopped letting me bully her. If I tried to hit her, she would dodge; I couldn't kick her, couldn't hit her, and I was furious. Who could have imagined she would dare to evade me?
"Ugh!" Xu Jinglan forcibly swallowed the sound she was about to scream, though her body remained stiff.
Gongshu Hui was right earlier. While there might be many injustices within the Ban Sect, they were indeed rigorous when it came to knowledge, maintaining a zero-tolerance policy for academic fraud. Thus, very few dared to undermine the integrity of the examinations.
Having become a member of the Han Army Banner, he would surely have a chance to get close to that Jiannu. If given even the slightest opportunity, Lin Yuting would slay this enemy with his own hands.
Just as Zhou Cheng appeared at Daimi Mountain, many core disciples of the Yuntai Sect also arrived via the teleportation array. Out of both emotion and reason, they were obligated to pay respects to the Daoist Lord. Moreover, the appearance of Zu Chongzhi made them vaguely feel that the true purpose of the Armillary Sphere was about to be revealed.
The fat man looked at the tattooed man, grinning hideously as he raised the jagged half of a glass bottle, howling in fear. His upper body was pinned firmly to the table, his legs kicking wildly. The table creaked and groaned under the strain, threatening to fall apart at any moment.
Su Wuyang woke up, her eyes hazy. Unable to recall what had happened during the day, she looked at Qin Fangbai with a slightly dazed expression.