Volume 1, Chapter 58: Everyone Present is Trash!

At this moment, I couldn't help but reveal a hidden smile. I walked over to the service NPC to check if the quest could be turned in.

As the principal of Shencheng No. 1 High School, Wu Zhiguo held a high social status in Shencheng with an extensive network of connections. He had many social obligations to attend to and was rarely at the school during normal times. School affairs were managed by several vice principals who would then report to him.

Divine Eagle ordered more than a dozen dishes, thoroughly satisfying us. Although we weren't actually full, our sense of taste was fully gratified, and swallowing these items felt exactly like the real thing.

Now that they were finally resting, many Great Emperors sat cross-legged in the void, inhaling and exhaling the primordial energy of heaven and earth to restore themselves.

Along the way, Zhou Rong'er told Li Yu that another dozen or so villager households had arrived from outside the mountains and wanted to settle here. Several clan heads of the village were currently discussing this at his home and asked Li Yu to offer his advice.

"As you command!" Blue Sky saluted Tie Muyun, then suddenly struck, grabbing Jiuquan by the neck. With a crisp snap, before Jiuquan could even utter a plea for mercy, he plunged powerlessly downward.

Gao Chong hummed softly like this, over and over, finally letting out a hoarse baritone voice. Remembering his wife and child from his past life, Gao Chong could not hold back the tears filling his eyes. A man who spoke eloquently by day, discussing past and present with a handsome and dashing demeanor, turned out to have vulnerable moments after all.

Ahead, figures were slowly walking toward this direction. I slightly frowned, sensing that another wave of crisis was about to arrive. Finally, the figures in front had drawn close right before us.

As one of the top restaurants in the East China Sea, the Tan Family Official Cuisine restaurant was packed not only on weekends but also on weekdays.

The innkeeper stood there dumbfounded, plastered against the wall in the shape of the Chinese character for "square", turning his head back to look at the lobby.

The young girl muttered silently, dropping eighteen kinds of materials into the double-eared red candle cauldron one by one, strictly adhering to the precise sequence and time intervals down to the very second.

Among the rest, their auras were much weaker. There were only two or three masters at the Dao Integration Realm, while all the others were at the Void Return Realm.

Chen Qian was resting in his estate. His son Chen Yu served as a Palace Attendant Cavalier Commandant in the Jin Dynasty court, and his grandson Chen Zhi served as a Regular Palace Attendant. Just hearing these titles made them sound like lightweight positions, about which Chen Yu had quite a few complaints, thinking of bringing it up with Sima Zhong, but he was rebuffed each time by his old father Chen Qian.

Meanwhile, Hyuga Hizashi and his group stood naturally in their original spots, as if everything happening before them had nothing to do with them and they were merely innocent bystanders.

"It's also possible they invaded through the drainage channels." Xiao Liang walked up to the opened door and glanced outside.

"Ai... Ai-chan." Yoshida Ayumi, suddenly witnessing this scene, was captivated by the beauty and stood frozen in place.

Lights, the roar of helicopters, the howling of police sirens—in an instant, the night woke up.

A glint of some emotion seemed to flash in Jaro's eyes, a trace of inexplicable brilliance reflected within his resolute gaze.

Xia Zhenzhen was meticulous in observing those she cared about, and she found that whenever they were alone, Qing Feng was always lost in thought, pondering something.

Before he could even grow angry, however, he immediately saw Shi Yushan point at the map. At the upward curved section above the dragon's tail, the location of the Crying Spirit Sea instantly lit up. In a flash, Zhang Zhiping's expression was shaken, and a ray of spiritual light simultaneously flashed across his mind like lightning.

Yanyue was also at the third tier of the Death-Crossing Realm, but she was no match for Ling Xiao. That guy Ling Xiao was inherently the number one genius in a hundred thousand years; in terms of talent, even the Human King probably had to cede him three points.

Whichever part the demonic Qi invaded, the sword Qi of that part could erupt, completely powerless to sweep away the continuously pouring demonic Qi in one go. Therefore, for a moment, they could only watch helplessly as the sword pool was gradually swallowed up, their ability to resist continuously weakening.

Huang Ying felt a bit scared now whenever she looked at her phone, and she hurriedly made a call to Lin Di.

Still, this was for the best; otherwise, judging by today's situation, they wouldn't even know if they could catch Teacher Lin's final class.

"What needs to be done, I believe I don't need to explain." Captain Shinmoku's gaze swept across the three of them.

Judging from Su Nuo's slightly furrowed brow, she didn't seem to quite believe what Lin Di had said, yet she couldn't find any evidence to refute it.

"Speaking of which, I'm actually quite curious why City Lord Leng and the King of Brocaded Carp both hold grudges against this Ling Xiao."

He originally wanted to say that Guan Xiaojun was being somewhat whimsical, but out of the deep reverence he had always held for Guan Xiaojun, he dared not utter those words no matter what.

Ling Xiao sneered, flicking the God-Defying Sword in his right hand, lightly stepping on the ground with his feet, and tore through the void.

Zhang Kun felt a bad premonition rising in his heart when, with a muffled "bang", the cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks before him vibrated in unison—it was Zhao Bao striking the table with a palm strike.

Places where fierce beasts lurked generally grew spiritual medicines as well; this was the reason why Lu Dan followed them in despite knowing Qin Shi's intentions.

"Many thanks! Brother." Cheng Sheng thanked him very earnestly. Although he was not entirely incapable of retaliating against those two people himself, he was still very grateful that An Ziran could help him accelerate the process.

Jigong Mountain was not far from the capital; it was a bandit den. Among the common folk, such mountain bandits gave themselves a fancy veneer by calling themselves Robin Hoods of the greenwoods.