Volume 1, Chapter 63: Personnel Reshuffle

Lu Jinye was briefly stunned, then shook his head with a frown: "That won't happen, Xiao Li, I will resolve everything before then."

"Why have I been honored with your presence this time?" I frowned, looking at the man who appeared exceptionally tall to me.

"Hey! Yin Ning, are you still there? Why aren't you saying anything? You can't scare me!" Chu Ying spoke weakly, completely failing to realize she had already betrayed her own fear.

As expected of a high-martial-arts cultivation technique, it actually could not be directly elevated to the Grandmaster tier like the previous martial skills.

A caravan venturing out for training like this one typically included a cultivator at the early Foundation Establishment stage and a level-six Thunder-attribute supernatural user. Even if a few level-six zombies popped up, they would still be able to hold their ground.

Moreover, his academic performance was utterly mediocre, and upon turning eighteen, the state cut off his subsidies, forcing him to halt his studies.

That's right, there was also Zheng Peng, that lucky charm who crafted a telescope. It was precisely by utilizing this divine instrument that they discovered the bandits' tracks, pulled off a counter-ambush against them, and achieved a resounding victory.

He stopped overthinking, channeling his internal energy once more into Murong Ting's body to carefully examine her condition and observe the internal state of her body.

The authorities had long since notified all shops to close for the entire day. Under no circumstances was anyone allowed to approach the vicinity of the North Pass Gate, nor were they permitted to set foot on Imperial Street or Qingyun Street.

It was entirely because he had been pushed from behind that Zheng Peng achieved such success; yes, that was exactly what Cui Yuan believed.

Upon seeing Cui Er, Li Linfu suddenly remembered the fabulously wealthy Zheng Peng. If Zheng Peng were willing to lend a hand, a mere tens of thousands of strings of cash would truly be no problem for him. Even if Zheng Peng could not produce it on the spot, his wife, Lady Cui of the Zheng clan, certainly could. The dowry she brought with her when she married Zheng Peng was known throughout the world, so finances were definitely not an issue.

Witnessing this scene, Joan was inwardly terrified. How could a person floating in mid-air with no point of leverage possibly execute such a flexible directional change?

"Hey! Wait!" Quanzang summoned a top-grade Golden Radiance Pill to block in front of him, the sharp sword missing the Golden Radiance Pill by a hair's breadth.

"I'll tell you later! Besides, it seems someone is trying to harm you this time. Commander Zhang, Li Minghong, and the director of the Southwest Police Bureau all stepped forward to vouch for you—you command quite a lot of influence. We were worried that someone might still harbor ill intentions toward you and your family, which is why we protected you," Chen Lu said.

By the time Ye Qingwu shifted her carriage to the North Courtyard Garden, Gu Beimoz had long been waiting for her arrival in the pavilion.

"Please make yourself at home, Lord Duan, and treat this place as your own. Whatever you wish to eat or play with, just give orders to the servants or let Runqing know. If you feel tired later, I'll have Runqing show you to a guest room to rest. We are getting old and cannot stay up late, so we will be heading back now." Liu Yong perceived the strange atmosphere in the reception hall and departed with his wife.

Here, Quanzang's Heavenly Flame Sword made a massive contribution. Fire was a crucial element in wilderness survival, and the flame of the Heavenly Flame Sword was none other than the Heavenly Flame itself. That thing possessed such intense heat that roasting those thick-skinned, hot-blooded fish-dragons was a breeze.

The Prince, however, showed no sign of blaming Ma Kang, instead asking numerous questions about the Haoran Sect and listening with extreme attentiveness.

Seeing Yun Feng's appearance, Kong Xingkong was once again dumbfounded. What was the meaning of this? Why was he giving him the cold shoulder?

Regardless of whether you were a noble or a commoner, as long as you passed the entrance examination of the new-style school, you could enter and study on equal footing.

When the brilliance dissipated, the six of them could clearly see the situation inside the arena. Wang Jin was slumped limply on the ground, and not a trace of red light remained on his right hand.

Everyone looked at Yang Mingyuan's gloomy face without saying much. They had heard the entire conversation inside the room, and Yang Mingyuan had not stopped them. Those who knew the inside story remained silent, and those who did not know did not ask.