Volume 1, Chapter 23: How Bold Are the Robbers

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Chen Yuanyuan entered the hall in high spirits, then suddenly linked her arm with Yang Tian’s and spoke to Park Chan-cheon, who was following closely behind.

Lin Yu nodded. The Snow Feather Sect had just been established. Aside from the nameless island outside Linghai City, they didn't even have a suitable place for cultivation, and the nameless island was currently Lin Yu’s secret base; it was not suitable for ordinary sect disciples to go there.

Nominally, the Thunder Alliance and the Flame Dragon Alliance had been destroyed, but in reality, the traces of these two alliances had not been completely erased, and most people still remembered these names.

"It seems this guy isn't a soul carrier; I guessed wrong." Yun Feiyang gave up the search and slammed a palm onto Zhang Heng.

Qin Yan silently complained, "Are you telling me you weren't serious just now? I only used a few screens from my teammates to break free from your defense, what more do you want?"

Lin Yu saw it clearly. As soon as his Heaven-Mending Talisman struck, a wisp of black mist rose from the monkey, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.

"He will." Aunt Zhi didn't know how Wang Yue would counterattack, nor did she know what plans he had. She even believed that it was impossible for Wang Yue to surpass his opponent within half a year, but the attitude Wang Yue showed by training in the gym all day long made her believe in him.

He slapped his own forehead, feeling incredibly embarrassed, only to suddenly realize that no one was paying him any mind or looking at him at all.

The overall strength of the Raging Wave Club was inferior to the Hurricane Club, but they were able to bully the Hurricane Club because the Raging Wave Club possessed a secret ultimate technique, "Raging Wave Kill," which perfectly countered the Hurricane Club’s ultimate technique, "Whirlwind Roll."

Under normal logic, an existence at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage would be doing well to possess one or two top-tier magical artifacts. However, the Liu Yang before them clearly could no longer be judged by normal logic.

With a bang, the newcomer was sent flying a thousand meters away by Tang Le like a cannonball, punching a hole straight through the protective barrier and falling out.

Whether it was Leng Ya’s speed and sharp blades, or Feng Nanmo’s gravity attraction and thunder strikes, although the outcome of the match was never in doubt, it was still highly entertaining, leaving the students in the audience boiling with excitement. When Feng Nanmo’s victory was announced, thunderous applause erupted.

They arrived at the scene and, seeing Yi Shang lying in a deep pit, covered in blood and gore, their expressions shifted, their eyes filled with wariness.

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However, Ye Qingtuling wanted to quickly recoup her capital to help Qin Mo make a comeback, so she accepted the order.

Of course, it was also possible that no one had leaked the news, and it was more likely that their actions had simply caught Ma Huarong’s attention.

Some people broke down completely; they didn’t know the reason or the purpose, having been forced to come, only to be met with a devastating catastrophe.

His other primary momentum was the Momentum of Fire, accompanied by the auxiliary momenta of the Blade, Blood, and Strength. During his cultivation, this situation hadn’t occurred; it was clear that they were not a compatible set.

Fortunately, Li Tianze had started training Protection Warriors since the 60s. Those guilds without Protection Warriors would need a long time to train any that were usable and not a liability.

Among the mythologies of all nations, the oldest figure should be Taishang Laojun. It is estimated that he is undoubtedly the oldest person in all the world's mythologies.

That must be it, because when Li Nan called him earlier, the number was definitely not this one.

As an entity of the same level, Fan Sha did not believe that Ximen Qing would die just like that. Seeing no one around, and unable to perceive Ximen Qing’s presence with his primordial spirit, he threw more than a dozen punches in a row. In the blink of an eye, the area for thousands of yards around had been devastated by Fan Sha.

Chen Guangda suddenly hid behind a tank, holding a megaphone and desperately trying to sway the hearts of the people on the other side. But unexpectedly, the people of Hutou Mountain didn't care at all; the leaders even took the lead in shouting the slogans of the Salvation Sect. Chen Guangda immediately cursed in frustration, realizing the Salvation Sect had long since brainwashed them.

"Well then, everyone, we shall take our leave. We won’t disturb you any further. Have a good fight." Liuli waved her hand and turned to leave.

"I cannot cure his kind of idiot sickness," Mang Nu said coldly, walking further and further away.

"How would I know? The baby was only conceived the night before last." Fox Maiden pouted, lowering her head in shy resentment.

"His name is Hong Zhu. Although he is a direct disciple of Sect Leader Zhou, he has been serving away for many years, so I fear Fellow Daoist Zheng is not acquainted with him," Zhang Dongcheng said with a smile.

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"Konoha Village at least wouldn't lay a hand on its own people!" Jiraiya retorted mockingly. The graduation system of the Hidden Mist Village’s Ninja Academy, along with their measures to protect secrets, were all very famous.

"Grand-Uncle-Master is right. Since we’ve both been expelled from the sect, we’re a perfect match. Qingzhu understands now." Since they had both been expelled, the matter seemed much simpler. Qingzhu had thought it through and said in his simple, honest way.

As the saying goes, when a person encounters happy events, their spirits soar. Even when he washed his face and shaved in the morning, looking in the mirror, he felt he looked much more handsome.

After chatting for a while longer, Du Xiangling rose to take her leave. Xia Yuhua didn't press her to stay, but affectionately held her hand and walked her to the gate. In her view, true friends were like this—it didn't matter how long they stayed, what mattered was the meeting of minds.

In a year of famine, goods were expensive. Qi Suniang spent fifty taels of silver to buy twenty chickens, ten fat pigs, ten large jars of mung bean wine, and twenty bundles containing six hundred coarse porcelain bowls. Three days in advance, she invited the women from each village to help out. They slaughtered the pigs and chickens, rendered the lard, made sausages, and hosted a proper housewarming feast for the day.

When the Crown Prince was originally deposed, she had been hiding in the back chambers of the Yangzhou government office, cheering and shouting "Long live the Emperor." She hadn't expected that less than a year later, he would be reinstated by the Emperor.

"Bell, you're finally here! I brought you something delicious." Qiu Tianhe had rushed over the moment he heard Bell was back, but Qu Youyou told him that Bell and Qixing had gone to the Nine Heavens. Qiu Tianhe had no choice but to say he would wait a while, and now that he saw Bell, he quickly pulled her aside.

"There is something even more terrifying?" The officials all gaped in fear, asking in trembling voices.

"What? Postpone the expedition?" Even with Fan Sui’s courage and insight, he was completely shocked, his eyes widening until his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Sister Youyou, I’ll wait outside. Once the soul-stabilization is complete, I’ll bring Brother Qixing to find you," Bell said to Qu Youyou after coming out.