23 Lover

Boom! Su Yang brought his right hand down mercilessly, striking his left. The Dharma manifestation of the Void God, Taiyi the Great Thunder God, moved in perfect sync with his will; the Thunder God’s hammer smashed into the Thunder God’s awl, ruthlessly issuing its command over the lightning.

Meng Xi asked excitedly, "Senior Brother, how was it? What were the gains this time?" Xuan Shan also looked toward Yan Fan with curiosity.

Forced into the Demon Sect against his will, he still managed to keep kindness in his heart. Later, upon discovering their vile conduct, he acted without mercy.

The group of top-tier prodigies immediately raised their magical artifacts and invoked powerful supernatural abilities, looking as jittery as birds startled by the wind, instantly ready for a bitter battle.

As for how Su Lin and the others viewed him now, Jia Pi did not really care; even if he needed to explain, now was not the time when anything could be made clear.

Du Ziwei informed Long Xiao of the results he had handled. Long Xiao also sensed the gravity of the situation, as nearly half of the people did not believe in the dangers of genetically modified organisms. Because they had suffered no immediate adverse reactions after eating them, some standing committee members even told Long Xiao that the genetically modified rice tasted quite good.

When Zhang Bin heard Shi Le suddenly bring up the topic of the Gentleman’s Battalion, his heart sank. One had to know that his lord had generally never bothered with the affairs of the Gentleman’s Battalion in the past, yet recently, for some unknown reason, he had started to pay close attention to its every move. Could it be that his lord had already begun to guard against him?

Therefore, just as they were high-spirited and arrived at the mouth of the Pearl River, ready to head out to sea, they were astonished to find rows of naval warships from Taiwan lined up there, watching them coldly.

When we arrived home at dark, exhausted, I didn’t even eat dinner. After exchanging a few perfunctory words with my parents, I returned to my room, tossed my bag onto the floor, locked the door from the inside, and collapsed onto the bed without even taking off my shoes, falling into a deep sleep.

The surrounding scenery grew increasingly blurred. With my spiritual sense projected outside the body, I could only perceive a distance of three zhang. Extending it any further felt like sinking into a quagmire—everything became a haze.

"Young Master Guan? Is there a problem?" Gu Meng also noticed that Guan Chenji was acting strangely and asked.

***

Yeye looked up at them, feeling a bit afraid. If an automaton could possess instincts, perhaps this was "instinctive fear."

Outside the cave, watching the three waves of the Six Paths Heavenly Tribulation descend and seeing the entire cave engulfed in a brilliant white light and booming explosions, Qian Tianhu’s face twisted into a sneer of contempt.

The group arrived at their destination just in time to see the six Nascent Soul-stage grand cultivators from the Dew Sect battling four super magical beasts, with magical energy fluctuations and five-colored light dancing across the sky.

"Shut up, shut up! I’m going to kill you!" Qing Yan clutched her head and laughed wildly, her long black hair turning white in an instant, spreading to cover the entire world.

Watching the back of Lu Kong as he left with his men, Qing Feng and the cultivators beside him did not show joyful smiles. Hong Tian’an had just received intelligence that the situation in the Imperial Capital was exactly as Lu Kong had previously stated: Hong Tianlong was dead, and the palace had been seized by the Zuo Yue Sect.

And during those commercial breaks, could the station’s narrator please not sound so grating?

Sure enough, when Leng Yue walked silently to the door of the mourning hall, she saw that the hall, which should have been vast and slightly empty, was now packed with people. More than thirty servants held long staves, facing Long Xiu, who was protecting the coffin, unable to advance or retreat.

The Xingyun Palace was located to the left of the East Palace Hall. At this time, most of the palace staff were arranged to serve in the Yangxin Hall, but even on ordinary days, few servants passed near the Xingyun Palace; at some point, it had been listed as a forbidden area.

The greatest taboo for an assassin is to be moved by emotion, whether it be love or friendship. Once an assassin is shackled by emotion, they are not far from death.

Xu Shiyou’s expression also shifted. Among the Four Gates, only this old fellow was still alive. He could be considered the one with the most seniority in Han-Tang, and no one knew how strong this old man truly was or how many trump cards he kept hidden.

Just then, Lie Die noticed something extra on the table. She went over to open it and discovered it was lunch! The one she had specially bought for herself.

***

Wei Qingqing silently grumbled about Ming Ye’s tone while signaling Nian Gao to hand her two daggers.

Approaching Tie Tou, Cang Hai carefully examined his wounds and discovered two five- or six-centimeter-long gashes on his abdomen. They were parallel, as if clawed by some creature.

Previously, Xia Fan truly could not treat her. That day, Xia Fan had not yet grasped the "super energy" of the Underworld Eye, so he naturally assumed he was unable to heal her.

The two exchanged names and confirmed each other's identities, both roughly understanding that the other was a "fellow traveler." Although neither was directly affiliated with the authorities, both had close ties to them.

The ice wall, already covered in cracks from his previous strikes, shattered into fragments under this immense force. With the lower wall hollowed out, the ice and snow above were bound to come crashing down.

Consort Hui naturally would not easily take the bait; she only looked Wei Qingqing up and down, clearly guessing what ulterior motive Wei Qingqing might have for suddenly speaking to her like that.

Cang Hai answered one by one, and finally, Hu Shijie decided that Cang Hai would stay in the kiln room at his home for the days he was back.

The old man was surprisingly adept at Arhat Boxing. The characteristics of Arhat Boxing are that steps follow the hands, the body sways like a rudder, and the movements are flexible and varied. Attacks focus on "seizing the center" and "protecting the center," requiring a combination of hardness and softness in strength.

"You—how do you know?" This time, Du Ming was truly panicked. With the time, place, and people stated so clearly, it was unlikely to be a bluff.