Chapter 65

This made Zhu Minghui smile even wider from ear to ear. He had long since perceived that the other three looked to Muyang as their leader, and at this moment, the gaze he directed at Muyang was filled entirely with anticipation.

However, Fang Zhongyong did not believe he would receive the same treatment as Wang Bo. For one thing, with the banner of Master Yuantong standing there, the monks of the Imperial Awakening Temple should not be excessively harsh. For another, he was not as stingy as Wang Bo; he would still pay his boarding fees. After all, money belonging to men of religion did not come for free—well, it seemed some of that money actually did come for free.

Following a few days of intense and busy examinations, Haotian finally finished taking tests across all subjects.

During video calls, Gardenia rarely appeared on camera, as she always felt rather too self-conscious looking at herself on the screen.

Luna never expected Ye Qiu to display such a ruffian-like side, and instantly her face flushed, her heart racing wildly and uncontrollably.

"Grandma, is this your doing?" Rong Di felt as though a million feral horses were galloping across his heart.

Fang Zhongyong remained silent, though inwardly his resolve to exercise and build up his physical body grew even firmer. Setting aside the demands placed on physical endurance in the age of cold weapons, purely for the sake of avoiding illness or minimizing sickness, physical conditioning could not be overlooked. In an era where a common cold or fever could cost a life, a robust physique was always essential.

Suddenly, the candlelight went out—every single candle in the council chamber was extinguished! This caused Qin Xiaotian's heart to skip a beat. "Who is it?" What kind of person possessed such formidable ability, entering the marshal's mansion completely undetected?

"Understood, this general obeys the command!" Qin Long declared, dropping straight to his knees to perform three kowtows. Rising to his feet, he led the sixty-seven thousand Winged Demon Guards to gallop swiftly toward their destination. The Winged Demon Guards wore uniform Winged Demon armor, capable of levitating several meters above the ground and using their wings to flap through the air.

As it turned out, directly ahead lay the boundaries of Pengze County—the very place where Tao Yuanming had served as magistrate for a mere few days before hanging up his official cap and leaving.

This time, they could finally rest a little easier. Summer never lied, so they hardly had any reason to doubt him.

Though possessing the realm of a Supreme Profound Immortal, suppressed to the level of a Ninth-Level Golden Immortal, even with his cultivation restricted to this level, how could the profound Dao comprehension of a Supreme Profound Immortal be resisted by a mere Golden Immortal? Nor could their mastery of spell techniques compare. Weren't they just toying with them?

Sizhen heard this and smiled, saying, "Aunt Yue has worked hard all day; please don't wrong yourself like this. I noticed those few dishes looked rather good... I've instructed the kitchen to prepare them for Aunt to enjoy, so she doesn't go hungry." She gave instructions to Oriole.

"You mean to say that Imperial Brother did this for my own good, and for the good of the imperial court as well?" Jianning raised her head.

There were also some spell techniques left over from antiquity. These techniques varied in strength; the weaker ones fell short of even somewhat advanced immortal arts, while the strongest rivaled the top five Daoist laws, or were even more formidable. In the Immortal Realm, such arts were known as "Great Divine Powers."

Furthermore, what Zhang Ming朗 said about her spending three years of her youth keeping him company drove me green with envy. I knew I couldn't blame her, but the jealousy still made me snap back with a sharp retort.

"Always passively defending, without a single opportunity to counterattack." The Departure Aperture stage cultivator could not help his mind stirring as he pondered how to strike. Continuing to take a passive beating like this was no solution.

Sun Yanling looked at the adoring gazes all around him and knew that Sizhen's action had already won the hearts of everyone throughout the entire feudal domain.

Watching Sister Chen glare at her angrily, Jiang Yingmeng curled her lips in a slight pout and turned her face away, though she offered no further comments.

Just as the immortal spirit opened its arms, wishing to welcome him inside, it discovered an invisible barrier blocking the two individuals apart. The immortal spirit's smoothed-out brow furrowing once more upon realizing that something had arrived—and it seemed exceedingly powerful at that.

"So, have you two finished talking?" Leng Xiaoyu appeared in the doorway at just the right moment, leaning against the door frame as she waited for the outcome of their discussion.

Having heard this much, Manman listened carefully a bit longer, but heard nothing more, so she tiptoed away, preparing to slip away quietly.

"Does Cheng Yining treat you well?" Chen Qiuye seemed reluctant to drop the subject, continuing to press on.

Ye Fei drew the longsword from his hand. The fact that he could hear Zhang Xiaoxiao speaking from the other side of the wall meant it was not particularly thick. With a single thrust, his sword pierced straight through the wall.

"No need, I can walk back myself." Xia Ranmo coldly refused. She had only said that earlier because she didn't want to trouble Ziyang, but now she would rather walk back than ride in Xing Yicheng's car.

Looking glumly at Shadow, Wei Xie gazed at his iceberg-like face and said, "They've never acted like that toward me." Whenever the others saw Wei Xie, they would greet him with cheeky grins, calling him "Lord Xie" or "Ah Xie."

Unmerciful fists and kicks rained down upon Eleven's body, yet he seemed completely devoid of pain. He grabbed hold of someone standing in his path to block him, delivering heavy punches into the opponent's body while silently enduring the attacks coming from behind him.

Not far away, Xing Yicheng gazed at Xia Ranmo standing among the tourists. His stern face still betrayed no emotion, yet his heart was in turmoil at that exact moment. He never imagined that, after a span of five years, he would actually see her again. Back then, she had left him with an ambiguous breakup, followed by vanishing without a word, leaving behind no further news at all...

An aura of the mid-Harmonization stage erupted from Zhao Yuan's body, causing Wei He to widen his eyes, staring at Zhao Yuan as though looking at a monster.

Ordinary magical power was completely incapable of suppressing the poison of the Blood-Jade Blade. At this very moment, what he was burning away was his very own primordial essence.

Zhao Liu remarked, "Forget it, it's best if she comes with a child—it spares you the hardship of toaring the fields, truly an unexpected blessing."

Before Xie Ying could even approach, Ma Huilan glared fiercely: "You dare? Just try laying a single finger on me! I'll treat you like a mosquito and slap you right against the wall!"

To say they had just arrived and that the Lord of South China Sacred City was unaware of it was impossible; having stirred up such a massive commotion, how could South China Sacred City possibly not know?

The expression on Old Monster Huo's face shifted abruptly, the anger on his features instantly transforming into a flattering, panic-stricken smile.