Volume 1, Chapter 66: The Child Named Guoguo (07)

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Watching Feng Ling's swaggering silhouette, Wang Tao and Li Si gnashed their teeth in pure hatred. Ultimately, however, they swallowed their rage and followed him with dark, gloomy expressions.
Within the Primordial Palace, the Celestial Clan remained fiercely dazzling. The Immortal Monarchs who had attained the Taiyi Dao Fruit alone numbered in the thousands, accounting for a quarter of those present. Spearheaded by twenty-eight half-step Da Luo immortals, they stirred burning jealousy among countless innate deities and demons who had likewise nurtured their own lineages.
"The God-Incinerating Absolute Formation!" Seeing the profound and intricate barriers formed by the explosive divine sense in the void, Primeval Sword Demon could not help exclaiming involuntarily.
Clang! The green arrow collided with the halberd, and the razor-sharp screech instantly suppressed all the surrounding clamor. With a bang, the blood-red ring shattered under the immense impact, dissolving into nothingness.
Now it appeared that his inner world had been completely seen through by Fang Hua. Not only did his rhetoric fail to achieve his own purpose, but it merely invited the ridicule of others.
"Apologies, it is Yang Xiu who has disturbed you guests," Yang Xiu said softly, his voice so low that it would be missed without close attention.
"Will we miss the exam?" Mirai looked up and asked Uito, yet Uito caught the eager excitement gleaming in her eyes.
Gekko Hayate coughed while bombarding with counter-questions. The Chunin Exams should be an event of utmost importance to every participating genin; how could there be consecutive withdrawals?
As for the fact that his own home had been blown to smithereens, Uito actually had very little to say... He had faintly anticipated such a day would arrive eventually.
Meng Yiyu nodded. Looking at Wen Qingye's youthful face and recalling his severed meridians, a wave of unbearable pity washed over him, making him feel it was a tremendous tragedy.
Unable to detonate herself, her mouth was also stuffed with a rag by the male cultivators to prevent her from biting her tongue to commit suicide.
This was a golden divine power, blooming around the man like radiant brilliance, making him dazzling beyond compare, appearing akin to a heavenly god descending to the mortal realm.
Yet this time, stepping into this Nine-Dragon Tomb and encountering these zombies, Zuo En cemented a firm belief in his heart: methods for attaining eternal youth must surely exist in this world.
One could see that the perimeter of the mirror was adorned with glazed eight-treasure patterns, its purple-gold border appearing exceptionally extraordinary. Then, an imposing and vast aura washed over them.
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Having obtained a new body, Desolate Demon could not help roaring with wild laughter. Controlling the body of Xu Lingfeng, he dashed out of the Immortal-Demon Mountain like lightning. Although the battle intent of the immortals and demons within the mountain was formidable, it could not deal with Xu Lingfeng, whose physical form existed somewhere between the ethereal and the solid.
Everyone gasped in astonishment upon seeing the handprint high atop the clouds, as did Cheng Yi and other officials of Guardian City.
"Ye Tenchen, have you found any..." Li Zhifeng began to ask, but stopped midway because he discovered that Ye Tenchen, who should have been right beside him, had vanished without a trace.
In truth, Zhang Kaiqiang had already sensed danger at this moment. As a tomb-robbing captain, it would be inexcusable if he failed to perceive even this level of hazard. Yet for reasons unknown, he simply could not resist the urge to lock horns with Wu Shisan.
"..." Tian Ermiao was left speechless. He patted the hand of Xia Yixue resting on his shoulder, prompting her to withdraw it hurriedly in a start.
"These rings are battle spoils. One is useful to me, and the other is for you..." Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, Muyuan left the ring on the table and bolted through the door.
Until the Wei, Jin, and Southern and Northern Dynasties, when a massive influx of northern nomadic tribes entered the Central Plains, the tactical deployment of cavalry reached a new pinnacle. All warring factions employed cavalry on a massive scale, transforming them into the most crucial arm of the service on the battlefield and ushering in the era of heavy cavalry.
Mind you, Mom had actually mentioned cultivation methods—goodness gracious, could this accidental mother of mine actually be a super high-and-mighty cultivator?
"Oh my god, Lord Councilor, you cannot scare me like this next time, I was literally scared to death..." Kui Canyu collapsed into a chair with a thud, nearly breaking down completely.
However, according to the intelligence obtained by Senior Sister Yuehua, that Lang Fanyun had vanished mysteriously after securing multiple championships.
This was a standard-issue envelope used by the Federal Army, bearing the federal national emblem and simple grids on the front, and the army emblem accompanied by the motto "Courage, Loyalty, Devotion" on the back. Recognizing the envelope, Wei Si's prior confusion was instantly resolved: it was a letter from a military colleague. Who could it be?
She was merely curious and had not taken it too seriously at first, but as she continued reading, her eyes gradually widened and her lips parted slightly.
Her roars were laced with tears, carrying an indescribable bitterness and complexity. Proficient in internal strife yet inept in external conflicts—this was precisely that.
Given King Gary VII's previous actions, even if he were to depose this monarch, it would be a matter of a single word.
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"Later, when he was only fifteen or sixteen, Lord Feng began following the Grand Duke onto the battlefield to slay enemies. Although there were no longer any massive wars to be fought at that time, calculating military merit by severed heads still existed. Accumulating these, by the time the Marquess reached eighteen, he was already a sixth-rank brigade commander."
If anyone possessed one or two Tier 1 spirit-control techniques, or held talismans of that caliber bestowed by elders, they would be practically invincible in the soldier-source world.
All the cultivation materials acquired by the Puppet Imperial City during this period were completely dumped into the material markets of the various void-realm cities.
By this time, the expression on Tang Wanyou's face was nothing short of colorful. His brows knitted, looking as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a fly. This fellow had utilized him as well, turning him into a spear to take the lead, yet after occupying the Sacred Sect, not a single benefit would be his.
The teacup hovering near his lips abruptly paused. Tong Yuan's expression turned faintly red—a rare sight indeed—and looking somewhat awkward, he still nodded gently.
In a flash, Xu Mu distinctly felt countless surging surges of supreme treasure aura rushing toward him. With a pinch of the black-robed man's fingers, a brilliantly glowing crystal materialized in his palm.
The two red-robed constables responded almost simultaneously, turning back immediately to report Mu Feng's matter to the entire imperial capital, elevating its priority to the highest level.
Yet although they had briefly outlined the general plan, they still needed to pool their wisdom.
Immediately afterward, the three of them dragged the young man who had sounded the alarm—who was still walking with a slight limp—back downstairs.
Emerging from the council hall, Xu Mu located Elder Wu and the others. After Tong Guan and the two others offered a flurry of flattering remarks, they took their leave and departed.
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