Chapter 30: Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers

The ten classrooms for the first-year students were all located on the fifth floor of the teaching building. When the bell rang for the end of class, students spilled into the hallway for a break. Wang Peng found Wang Cheng at the entrance of Class 10.

"Come with me," he said.

Wang Cheng felt a tightening in his chest, remembering the slap his older brother had given him; his jaw ached faintly at the thought. The two reached the rooftop. Wang Cheng smiled and asked, "Big brother, what do you need—ugh!"

He doubled over after taking a punch to the stomach, his face twisted in agony, his head bowed as he dared not look at Wang Peng.

"Why... why did you hit me?" Wang Cheng struggled to look up.

"Why?" Wang Peng shook his head. "You always say an elder brother is like a father. Isn't it only natural for a father to discipline his son?"

Wang Cheng’s eyes widened instantly...

A ghost waiting to be reincarnated watched the Meng Po soup with curiosity, but the old lady seemed preoccupied; she kept stirring the soup with her ladle, circling over and over, with no intention of stopping.

Of course, the magazine company didn't care about the truth; as long as it sold well, they let the talent agencies manufacture the sales figures however they pleased.

"With blood as the medium, offer up your soul, and trade your life for a wish! You must think carefully; once the wish is made, there is no turning back," Feng Ling said.

Before him, Su Jin set down the scissors she had taken from the medical kit and offered him a gentle smile. Between her fingertips, two locks of his hair had already been severed; half lay in her hand, the other half on the floor.

Nan Shu felt a sense of irritation deep within—an irritability stemming from the hostility he felt toward Pei Si, as well as the frustration of encountering someone so completely impervious to reason.

Fang Bi signaled his intent to Chen Che, gathered his internal energy, suppressed his presence, and moved lightly to the wall. Like Chen Che, he pressed himself against the surface, waiting silently for the uninvited guests to arrive.

Though he did not know the specific reasons behind the contract he had signed with Murong Xiaoxiao, since the agreement was now in effect, he knew he had to change his ways.

***

After these dozen or so people had dazedly pressed their thumbprints onto the document, they realized something was slightly off. How did things turn out so differently from what they had expected?

Just then, footsteps sounded from behind—short, heavy thuds. Looking back, they saw an old woman. She looked kind enough, but the smile on her face was sinister.

Sitting in his chair, Chen Mo was speechless. To ban three junglers right at the start—and three that he himself had played before—was something else.

To Fang Jiayi, this scene seemed to add a touch of romance to the cozy atmosphere, a kind of romance that might be truly irreplaceable.

"Please wait a moment." The elf pressed the egg and the Moonstone together against her forehead, faint elemental energy flickering in her hands.

Li Zixiong watched the expressions on their faces change, realizing they had already guessed the general purpose of the light screen. Still, some things had to be explained to avoid future misunderstandings.

An explosion rang out. The energy blade strikes hit Yang Ming’s blade energy head-on without causing it to waver. But as the energy orb dissipated, the blade energy suddenly split into three, shooting out along the paths of the attackers’ strikes at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"It’s alright, brothers, the base is still standing. Never give up. It’s only two sets of high-ground barracks; can’t we just play for the late game?" Yu Chen said.

Zhou Xiao stared fixedly at the door, eagerly waiting for Xiao Zaicheng to bring the child in.

Ten minutes had almost passed. Feng Sen, waiting outside, did not know what was happening within due to the excellent soundproofing. Unable to hear a thing, he kept his eyes glued to the time, and the moment the ten minutes were up, he knocked on the door.

"How... how did you do that? How could you possibly have such a high level of cultivation?" Both men were stunned. They had been confident enough to come and kill Yang Ming, yet they had been crippled by a single move.

This is what it means to unify the six harmonies—the so-called "Six Harmonies Heart Intent," also known as the "Cave-Guarding Dust Technique." It is a method where the heart generates intent, and the intent transforms into strikes. It is somewhat similar to the seventh power of fist techniques, yet it falls far short; if one were to speak of it, they had merely grasped the surface.

"We have someone qualified to take over President Ran's position, and that is Sister Keying," You Siyu was the first to voice her opinion.

Meanwhile, in the capital, following Gu Fu'an’s dismissal from court, the leader of the appeasement faction, Censor Hu, held a grand banquet at a tavern, inviting several of Gu Fu'an’s lackeys.

Gu Jinbai had thought things would continue this way, but he hadn't expected Nan Luosheng to start taking the initiative to discipline Nan Yuwei.

He hadn't expected her to be beaten so severely by the maddened Nan Luosheng that the swelling on her face had yet to subside, forcing her to cover it with a veil for the time being.

***

She glanced down at the still-slumbering Shen Feng and, annoyed, tossed a pillow at him.

Qin Yuxiu had given her the clothes; wasn't it so she would wear them? And wasn't the point of wearing them to be seen?

As the sky in the distance began to pale with the dawn, Victor began to look for a safe place to set up camp.

Although he had not practiced the Great Evolution Technique, Li Su possessed the Yellow Springs Method, and his own spiritual sense was extremely strong, so minor obstacles were no problem at all.

One must know that the Myriad Dharma Sect had produced figures like Wan Sangu, who reached the late Nascent Soul stage, and the sect itself had seen predecessors break through the boundaries and ascend.

They had expected Shinji to put in a good word and persuade Sasuke not to change teammates, but to their surprise, Shinji merely smiled with a hint of smugness and walked away.

The Magic Guild wanted to eliminate the magical beasts, which was originally in line with his own goals; they should have been friends.

Hearing this, Tan Mengyu became even more certain that the lives of the Ju Manzi family were quite impoverished, and they likely didn't even have extra bedding. Whether staying at the Hu'an Palace or returning to the Tu tribe, Ruyun’s life could not possibly be as miserable as it was now.

Lan Yu had drunk too much and too quickly, seemingly suffering a blackout, but this segment of the conversation was etched clearly into her mind. Through an inadvertent exchange, Lan Yu had learned that Ding Zhen was the very assassin who had once attacked Ivan.

The two rattan trunks had not been opened by anyone since they reached the treasure hunter's hands, so what was inside—and how much—remained a mystery. Only Chang Shu and Cun Wen knew. At Chang Shu’s request, Mother Gu had ordered the treasures within the trunks to be wrapped individually in kudzu silk, so their contents could not be identified from the outside.

Ye Zhen didn't know why the Saint suddenly brought this up, nor did he know how to respond. "Why?" There was a free rest lounge here; staying at a hotel outside would be a waste of money. Besides, Ye Zhen had been in such a rush that he hadn't brought his ID.

Li Zhenhua's injuries were much more severe than Linghu Yuxian's, but for now, he was also in mortal danger.

Ming Cheng smiled slightly and focused on driving, not wanting to disturb Ming Lou’s rest. He was truly exhausted, and it would be better to let him sleep a little longer, even if only for a moment.