Chapter 151: Tsunade's Travelogue of the Land of Waves

In Tsunade's eyes, the vitality displayed by the Land of Waves was truly one of a kind.

Upon officially entering the urban area, the impression the Land of Waves gave was entirely different from other nations—a disparity so vast that it felt as though one had stepped into a brand-new world. It was also worlds apart from the port district and the railway station.

The buildings here soared into the clouds, resembling towering, majestic pagodas.

While the streets of other nations were choked with dangling power lines like tangled spiderwebs, Jiang Dongyu first visited the Crystalline Sound Forest, then traveled from Peach Blossom Town to the Five Elements City, visiting relatives and friends along the way with a carefree and relaxed state of mind. Now, upon hearing the news of Chu Zhengheng's grand wedding, a playful impulse stirred within him.

With a warm, jade-like touch in his palm, Instructor Liu Yan shrank back slightly, yet did not pull away, instead provoking an overflowing surge of gentle undulations that couldn't be contained by a single glance. Ye Zheng's mind drifted along with it, though he snapped back to his senses a moment later and inwardly condemned himself for the transgression.

Immediately, his aura shifted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth—the direct result of his forced exertion of thunder-force. Lightning gathered in the palm of his hand, and an arc of lightning as thick as an infant's arm flickered across his skin.

"Very well." Leng Yan finally entered the Sword Sect, becoming the personal disciple of the Supreme Elder. Though the disciples of the Sword Sect were somewhat curious about Leng Yan's appearance, none mocked him; in the world of cultivation, strength was paramount, and the disciples of the Sword Sect valued capability above all else.

With a crisp shattering sound, nearly three hundred layers of protective spells shielding the beast were pierced from within, disintegrating into nothingness in an instant. The imitation scripture lost its luster and plummeted dejectedly to the ground.

With a crisp "beep" indicating system activation, a white Bentley automatically drove itself out of the parking space.

Upon hearing the words "Sage-rank," Yang Hao deliberately feigned extreme astonishment. Aside from intentionally gratifying the vanity of the two, he was indeed genuinely startled in his heart.

"Yan'er, you must be hungry. Have some congee." Mu Qiu had someone bring over a bowl of freshly brewed congee from the kitchen and fed Leng Yan personally. The servants nearby watched the two of them displaying their affection, feeling both envious and deeply comforted. Leng Yan felt a little embarrassed, yet did not refuse.

A massive vat of spiritual spring water—though not of the highest grade—was being utterly wasted by being used to grow such ordinary trees.

Due to the distance at which the footage was captured, only their lips could be seen moving, while what they were saying remained completely inaudible.

Qin Jin shook her head, a look of exhaustion washing over her face, yet she still offered a few words of advice: "If you don't want your face to look swollen and puffy on camera, you'd better go to sleep early."

Not underestimating his opponent, he kept his sword close to his chest, maintaining three parts of his awareness focused on his surroundings even in his sleep.

Lu Yu began to further increase the output of his spiritual power, repeatedly striking Lu Xiaoxiao's back with his palm. With every strike, Lu Xiaoxiao felt as though a ball of fire were burrowing directly into her body.

Hearing those words, Chu Xu silently took a sip of clear liquor. What did he mean by "mere Fletcher"? That was the legendary Fletcher-Slasher, the esteemed figure with hundreds of younger sisters, the legendary big sister whose existence meant legions of sis-con destroyer lolis backing her up. To call her a mere nothing—ha, how infuriating.

Thereupon, the two of them parted with "tearful reluctance." Xu Ye stepped out of the large tent, suppressing the cramping pain in his abdomen brought on by holding back his laughter, and strode with long paces directly toward Yun Chong's sleeping quarters.

With such a matter having occurred, President Mo's willingness to show leniency and spare Aunt Qin's life was already the utmost expression of his tolerance; how could he possibly allow her to continue working in his household?

These words successfully dragged Mo Linsen back from his boundless reverie. With a deep and unfathomable gaze, he finished eating the dessert in his hand in absolute silence.

By this point, Narin Toya asked only for that man to spare the lives of her father, the Khan, and her other kinsfolk, and to ensure that after defeating the allied forces of the grasslands and Tibet, her family would not suffer "accidental deaths" or "sudden illnesses."

The next day did not feature the usual morning jog; after breakfast, everyone headed down to the docks. Enterprise, Laffey, and the various members of the Eagle Union formed a fleet to clear out the Abyssals patrolling the path from the port to the defensive lines.