Volume 1, Chapter 25: The Madam Is About to Catch Them in the Act

“Alright, I will be waiting. Honestly, your progress has surpassed my expectations. However, I hope you understand that success cannot be replicated; forging your own path is the true way!” Waving his hand, A Zhi left only these words behind.

Wang Xuan could even foresee that once he undergoes the tribulation, it might be more terrifying than the Dark Moon Array itself. He had suppressed a lightning tribulation accumulated over several realms, from the peak of the divine level down to half the Yellow Realm—a full realm’s difference.

Filled with resentment and unwillingness, Du Fuwei beat the retreat sound, and the soldiers by his side had already protected his withdrawal. At this moment, the Jiangshang Jianghuai army’s warships were destroyed, control over the river was lost, and escape by water was impossible; only retreat by land remained.

“Why don’t we go take a look as well? Maybe we can lend a hand?” Glancing at Lu Wuchen, Hua Shan casually proposed.

Elder Canglang, caught off guard, was struck back several steps by that palm strike. Looking up, he saw a gray-robed Taoist, carrying a long sword on his back, with a face full of solemn killing intent—none other than the Sword Sect’s leader, Sword鸣 Taoist.

Wang Xuan looked at Emerson, then turned to Amaterasu Ōkami. The current Amaterasu was also struggling; this black leopard’s strength far exceeded her expectations. Even though she was one realm above Emerson, she found it difficult to kill him quickly. For a time, the two were locked in a stalemate.

Seeing this change, Xiao Cheng and the others were somewhat astonished. They hadn’t expected the map to possess such a marvelous function.

However, due to being expelled by the Godzilla Kingdom, everyone’s spirits were low. Even the lively Cheryl sighed occasionally, showing how deeply this affected them. Arthur locked himself in his room as soon as he reached the inn.

For a moment, he had sensed a faint and sudden aura behind him, but it was only the first day of the monster siege. At his peak of vitality and spirit, no one would choose to attack him now, so he paid it little mind.

“Don’t ask too many questions. Just relax and immerse yourself. Knowing too much will make you overly deliberate, which hinders comprehension!” Tang Xun spoke frankly. Though still polite, his tone carried some displeasure.

“That works too. We can head back early tonight,” Shen Xia suddenly felt a bit uneasy. It seemed she had never formally gone on a date with Lu Yunqing before.

“How was your job hunt today?” Back in Shen Xia’s room, Lu Yunqing became playful, narrowing his enchanting eyes and drawing close, his hands restless.

Meanwhile, in the living room where Bai Li Junyi was dueling his son, Shen Ninghua entered to find Zhou Jingshu leisurely sipping tea.

In between, Jiang Muting came once, Jian Xubai returned once; these successive interruptions left her with no time to think.

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The young man looked terrified, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, yet he dared not wipe it, crawling out of the barrier in a frenzy.

“Last time, I deliberately lured out the Perfect Enlightenment and planted an important seed on Earth,” said Emperor Zulong.

“I truly want to unleash the full power of the Divine Tower and kill him inside!” Prince Xuan’s eyes brimmed with deep resentment.

Huang Fei’s words indeed struck my weakness. This was also a major reason I dared not pursue An Ran wholeheartedly.

Luo Jun’s strength relied entirely on a certain qi within him. After being injured, this qi dispersed. Without it, he couldn’t regulate his blood and qi, nor grow stronger. Now, he had condensed this qi again, leading his body’s blood and qi to surge fervently through his veins.

Although he escaped without direct punishment, the excellent image he painstakingly built over four years in university was completely shattered.

In the empty temple, sunlight only penetrated halfway through the doorway. Upon entering, all one could see was pitch darkness inside.

Even during the climax, his volume was not very loud, but the lyrics and voice moved many in the audience.

Senior Fox Lord, I’ve fought him before, severing his arms twice. I believe he’s still worthy of a fight.

“Having talent means nothing. Without growth, you’re still trash,” the tone was not only dismissive but tinged with jealousy.

“Then it’s settled. When the opportunity arises, let’s invite Director Chen. I’ll host and invite both detectives to gather.” Since others were present, Wu Huanran said no more.

Every six months, at least two titled experts would be stationed at the Qinghai border. Legend had it that the world’s strongest, the One Emperor, was in Qinghai, though no one knew if it was true.

The two exchanged a smile, their thoughts understood without words. Chen Xudong was impatient by nature but not foolish. After years as a policeman, he knew how to speak favorably for himself.

Hai Tiansheng shifted all the blame onto the giant cat. Gan Lang nodded, understanding Hai Tiansheng’s meaning. The next moment, Hai Tiansheng struck his own chest with a palm, blood spurting from his mouth, looking weak and dispirited.

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“Each kobold costs 5 gold coins daily, and you must prepay a month’s deposit. Kobolds killed in battle won’t require compensation, but all equipment and weapons must be returned to me!” Jia Zhengjin said after some thought.

Suddenly, the crystal wall exploded, revealing a huge crater. Within it, violent energy waves spread, cracking the surrounding ground. The young man in the black dragon robe, Beichen, slowly withdrew his fist.

Advancing cultivation without heavenly treasures or alchemical pills will be painfully slow.

Hal Wilson understood he must die here, under everyone’s watchful eyes. Perhaps he could still wield his whip and continue this terrifying martial dictatorship to preserve his life.

Logically, Wang Ziyu had contributed much but gained little; the sword should belong to him. However, the armor style was masculine, and Wang Ziyu’s armor was better than the prince’s, so giving it to her was inappropriate.

Even with magical enhancement, the whip-like silken thread weapon’s attack methods were quite monotonous.

But the problem was that such restraints might bind ordinary people, but meant nothing to him.

After all, according to Xiao Yan himself, after the three-year agreement was over—win or lose—he would never return to Canaan Academy.

Among the remaining people, even if Karl supplied magic power, the inherent defect in their spirit could not be remedied by magic alone.

Xiao Tianyang crept silently like a thief to the gate of his third sister’s villa and gently rang the doorbell.

The purpose of formal camp assessment training was simple: to evaluate the abilities of subordinates, understand their strengths, then organize them into groups and assign or remove junior officers accordingly.