Chapter 63: Yue Qian Enters the City

The Fengsheng Production Brigade was largely unaffected by this incident. After all, the brigade leader had proactively reported the matter, and Yun Shu along with the other victims had participated in deciding the punishments. Moreover, because the brigade leader handled the fierce bear attack cleanly and decisively, the commune leaders praised him profusely.

In short, this would not affect next year's title of Advanced Brigade or the allocation of the tractor, leaving both the brigade leader and the members quite pleased.

It was just that the mountain-sweeping activities had been delayed by several days due to this flurry of events, compounded by the fact that Yun Shu—

"How can you train our lord in such a manner? I refuse to believe that your own initial training was this brutal! Meals must be eaten one bite at a time, and martial arts must be practiced step by step!" Guan Yu's face instantly tightened into a stern frown.

The Golden-Hooped Rod spun around and shifted, standing slanted before Chen Che as if somewhat ashamed. The rod was originally a supreme-tier mystic treasure, but its heaven-reaching divine power had to be driven and ignited by its master; all it could control on its own were a few basic self-preservation arts.

"At worst, you are willing to disown your own son? If you can actually do that, then I truly have to admire you!" Li Chen looked at Bi Cangfeng with a hint of a mocking smile.

"Brother Zhao, you all need to exert more strength—" Han Jin was about to remind Zhao Darzhi to buy them a little time so they could severely wound or even execute the Dragon King Snake, but his words were cut short mid-sentence by Zhao Darzhi.

What made Cang Xuanting overjoyed was that he had actually encountered the Purple Heavenly Thunder Sea. If he could truly use the Nine Heavens Lightning to temper his physical body, he would enjoy the same fortune as Lei Zhentian. He would transform into a lightning-attribute entity just like him, and what did that imply?

Lu Xia obediently closed her eyes, only to open them a moment later. "Does being hungry count?" Ever since she left Yan Yuan's place until now, she hadn't even eaten dinner; how could she not be hungry?

Though their tongues were sharp, the villagers now clearly understood that when troubles arose, they still had to be handed over to the public security bureau to handle. Besides, sights like this were not something just anyone could witness.

"Haha, Jiu'er is so clever!" The sisters showered her with praise, while the four brothers looked on, their hearts burning with hidden resentment.

Yang Tiezhu explained the cultivation model for green organic vegetables from beginning to end, eliciting continuous nods of agreement from everyone.

She had hurled her phone a dozen meters away, only to watch it fly up automatically and drift toward her. She wanted to run, but felt as if she had been bound by a body-immobilizing spell, unable to lift her feet. She wanted to scream, but her mouth opened wide without producing a single sound. She knew something was closing in on her, carrying a biting chill that grew closer and closer.

This tug-of-war had lasted for more than two months, costing both sides millions of soldiers and generals. Ichiro Koning had not expected Nangong Xiongba to fight so desperately to defend Ansujiang. Exploiting Nangong Xiongba's fatal flaw of caring too deeply for the borderlands, he staged a feint and lured Nangong Xiongba's main forces straight to Ansujiang.

Neither the patrol squads nor the garrisons at the resource points possessed sufficient magical power to accelerate their marching speed, nor did they even have enough rations for the journey.

Since the wealthy landlord could think of this, why hadn't he simply invited a doctor to sit by his front door right from the beginning?

"Hark, is this... could this really be the power of a domain?!" Amidst Xing Chen's despair, a familiar voice suddenly rang beside his ear.

It had to be said that for anyone else to refine this object, it would undoubtedly be no different from playing with death. However, Xing Chen possessed the Power of Fusion within his body, supplemented by his formidable physical vessel, which gave him the qualification to attempt it.

She hovered in place, and just a few minutes later, a brilliant cyan light blossomed once more upon the beauty in the green dress. Wisps of azure smoke coiled around her, lingering indefinitely, eventually pushing all the colorful structures in the surroundings entirely to the side.

Upon hearing the report from Takefusa Yamano, a man clad in the uniform of an Island Nation legion commander fell into deep contemplation. This man was none other than the commander leading this expedition—Taro Matsushita. In his forties, with triangular eyes, a hooked nose, and thin lips, he looked at first glance to be a sinister and cunning individual.