Volume 1, Chapter 39: Shelter from the Storm

This is because Madara’s soul had been completely absorbed, and the power of his Rinnegan had been thoroughly assimilated by Gao Zhen’s own.

Just as Shana helped me up, I saw Kongxu hurriedly retreat from outside the window; the monk promptly pushed Shana aside and hoisted me onto his back.

While pressure usually serves only to suppress other opponents, it never alters the nature of opposing pressure itself. Yet, the two auras appearing within the Hermit Village defied this convention.

Two burly men in gaudy, multicolored clothing approached—one brandishing a pair of tonfas, the other carrying a wax-wood pole topped with a Fangtian halberd.

Zhou Jian raised the Bone of Chris, the dark blade slowly gliding across Pierre’s neck, pointing directly at his carotid artery.

“I—” Qiaoqiao could not finish her sentence, for she had fainted. When she awoke again, she discovered she was already beyond the solar system.

Some romantic encounters bring warmth, while others bring fear; Xu Hai hoped all his encounters would be of the warm variety.

The Qin family was aware of this intelligence, but because Zhou Jian seemed so unremarkable and suspiciously young, no one attributed the death of Qin Lan to him.

Yet, despite this level of force, the golden egg could not be pulled up directly. Although it shook much more violently than before, the moment the skill faded, the golden egg returned to its original groove.

A moment later, a deep blue radiance completely covered the body, transforming into a mist that tightly enveloped him.

The old woman nodded thoughtfully, seemingly understanding something, yet she refrained from explaining Chu Ze’s question, as if deliberately concealing something.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xuan walked out. A thin layer of red radiance, about three millimeters thick, began to appear on his hands, carrying a turbulent, scorching sensation.

***

Unaware of this, Chu Ze was suddenly faced with a life-or-death crisis. In his eyes, the constantly expanding and intensifying flames were slowly grinding away his hope for survival.

“Do you really think you can barge into Lingtian Academy alone? You are truly overestimating yourself,” Mo Yan mocked.

Bai Qi’s bed had been moved to Liu Lan’s spot, which was originally Bai Qi’s own place. Where Bai Qi had been was now an unfamiliar bed, not belonging to Liu Lan.

On the day Sun Mu and Sun Nan turned eighteen, Sun Haochi decided to take his wife and children to a large city over a hundred miles away to buy the items, weapons, and armor they needed for their cultivation.

“Huang Paopao, you deserve to be beaten. Who told you to give him the club?” the crowd laughed from above.

Ye Feng didn’t care about all that; he changed planets and headed toward the Tianxing Sect, the school of the grandmaster of mechanisms. The place was filled with traps, and when Ye Feng arrived at an ancient battlefield, he was stunned. Before crossing it, it looked like a series of towering walls.

The farmers and others were all carried out of the armored vehicle and laid on the open ground in the valley. Another hover-tank descended from the sky, and Xiang Qiuling stepped out of it.

Furthermore, according to Wang Xiu’s initiative, the purpose of running schools in the military was not for comfort, but to have officers and soldiers undergo rigorous retraining. There were no officers or clerks here, only students of the Lecture Hall. Every officer returned to the basics, ensuring only simple lodging and nutritional food, strictly emphasizing austerity.

“Absolutely not now!” I pressed Huang Paopao firmly into his seat, then grabbed an assault rifle and several magazines, opened the door, and left the armored vehicle.

Even if brought up in public, it was not an unreasonable request. On the contrary, it was upright and aboveboard.

This massive ravine was long and rugged, looking closely like a crouching dragon; it was so lifelike that it could easily be mistaken for the real thing.

That BMW was the vehicle his mother had used to pick him up from school that day. Since Uncle Yuan was also there, did that mean his mother knew about what happened tonight?

***

Back in the fourth-floor hall, Liu Peng asked curiously, “Brother, can we really upgrade the guild to level four tonight?” As he spoke, he opened the guild page, clearly still a long way off from the materials required for the upgrade.

Before the people could react, several hundred cavalry suddenly rose up and began a slaughter. Only then did the people realize the danger and flee in panic, shouting for their lives.

Why did those people take her away? And... after hearing the man’s words, she could already guess what they intended to do.

Xiao Yingying, upon learning she could marry the Great Warlord, couldn't stop smiling all night. She thought to herself, "I, Xiao Yingying, am finally going to rise to the branches and become a phoenix. In the past twenty-one years, I never imagined I would become the wife of the Great Warlord."

Wawa glared at Li Wei, wanting nothing more than to slap him to death, but out of respect for Nianzhu, she let it slide—after all, she couldn't let Nianzhu become a widow. Though she couldn't kill him, she could still scold him, and so she did.

Li Lie did not react, but instead gave Yao Xi a look, the meaning clear: to combine their efforts and unleash the "Sun and Moon Shining Together." Both pushed the power of the sun and the light of the moon to their peak.

After drinking a little more, Su Yao felt a bit sad again. She curled her legs and gazed into the distance, where the flickering neon billboards and the illuminated skyscrapers looked as if they had been blurred by a camera.

Hu Qing lifted her head from the man’s arms; her swollen eyes had faded from red, and she looked somewhat weary.

“Very well, I will remember that! Now, go change your clothes!” It wasn’t that Muyang didn’t want to help Liyue change; he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself. At this moment, the charming Liyue was absolutely a siren, at least to Muyang.