Volume 1, Chapter 53: Return

"Chen Wang" cast a cruel glance at him, his lips parting to spit out a single, chilling word: "Die." Instantly, thousands of bizarre black threads erupted. With a clawing motion of his right hand, the Nascent Soul was dragged out alive, and as demonic flames flared, it was thoroughly refined in an instant.

"Master!" Sensing that Kong Haipeng's cultivation had grown even more terrifying, and fearing that Tang Chu had already departed, Lian'er anxiously looked toward the empty space where she had just been. If nothing unexpected had happened, her master should be right there in the void before her eyes.

Everyone laughed again, though Lin Yuming noticed that the expressions on Su Jianjun and Chen Zijun's faces were somewhat sheepish as well.

Gong Jiaoyun's expression shifted drastically as she exclaimed, "Senior Brother, there is poison in this smoke!" With that, she hastily sealed her mouth and nose to prevent the vapors from penetrating her body.

Therefore, if she had already succeeded, even if she needed to dispose of the body, she would not be carrying it around openly across the entire boat in plain sight of everyone. She would surely seek out a secluded spot, which ought to be near the stern.

Upon closer reflection, nearly the upper echelons of Kuoh Academy were devils. If not for the reliance on "illusion magic" coupled with wealth serving as a superficial shield, I probably wouldn't have been able to enter Rias's Year 2 Class B at all.

"What on earth was that just now?" Even with her usual composure and calmness, Murong Qingran could not help her legs turning to jelly after being so abruptly startled—especially since she had indeed been frightened out of her wits just now.

The leading Elf warrior looked at the towering boulder, thinking that while it was massive, it should be a trivial feat for their group. Thus, he looked at the burly man with a hint of skepticism and asked.

"What's so special about that? Anyone with an eye can see that well-maintained firearms naturally shoot accurately; there's no need for him to put on a mysterious act." Seeing the regiment leader smile at Ma Changkun and shower him with praise, the colonel's opinion of the veteran scoundrel Ma Changkun soured even further.

"Go on, go on, step aside. The platoon leader is punishing me, what does that have to do with you lot? Obey orders, understand?" While performing push-ups, Zhang Biao brushed aside the well-meaning offers from Zhong Wei and the others.

Lin Jue's words were exceedingly impolite. In truth, remarks of this nature were tantamount to delivering a heavy slap across Han Gang's face. Yet, while Lin Jue's logic appeared airtight, it actually contained a paradox, carrying a strong undertone of moral blackmail.

What kind of fingers were Gao Junling's fingers? They were fingers capable of splitting bricks and shattering rocks. No matter how formidable Guo Yongchao was, he had never trained his forehead, and within a few moments, it had been beaten red by Company Commander Gao. Yet, despite this, Guo Yongchao—who had run amok across the entire regiment for years with no one daring to provoke him—did not dare utter a single sound, not even daring to twitch.

"You know, Yuanji, do you have any idea how many times the output of the ironworks your third sister built is compared to our entire Great Tang's annual production? I can tell you, it is more than thirty times. Why couldn't people in the past achieve this? Because they lacked technology, and such technology is an insurmountable chasm." A look of extreme disappointment surfaced on Li Yuan's face.

Sun Fei pondered briefly. Judging by Father Xu's demeanor, the man must have made up his mind long ago to seek him out. Even without today's incident, he would have eventually come knocking at his door sooner or later.

The boy looked at the man's pale face—resembling the look his mother wore when she was utterly exhausted—and called out, "Dad, go bring Mom back. Little Sister and I will wait for you right here, we won't wander off." Pausing momentarily, the man ran off without looking back.

Since he had now decided to research bloodlines, the fellow by his side was undoubtedly the optimal experimental subject.

The Prince froze as if petrified in his chair, his expression exceptionally grim. Even years ago, when he charged into overseas markets and was suddenly targeted by international hot money speculators, his countenance had not been this unsightly. No matter what, Liu Fengyang had only proactively requested to come and negotiate face-to-face because he himself happened to be present.

The sudden gunfire echoed through the mountain valley, startling the soldiers who were winding their way forward through the mountain forest.

"Unnecessary." Before Cang Yuan could finish, Mobei Hao broke free from Yue Wuzuo's grip, lunged toward Cang Yuan, and collapsed onto him.

"Audacious Zhao Tu, you openly insulted an Imperial Prince's primary consort, what crime do you suppose that is?" Fourth Prince胤禛 (Yinzhen) let out a cold snort, rebuking the Prefect Zhao sternly.

The old man had told him to return the following morning, and he had barely slept all night. In the morning, the old man had caught a mutated wild mountain goat and prepared a lavish breakfast for him. By now, the energy he consumed daily had driven his appetite to a terrifying degree; devouring three hundred catties of mutton left him without the slightest sensation of being full.

Guoqing happily winked and made faces at Jianjun. Jianjun was displeased: "We prayed for the exact same matter, yet one drew an unfavorable lot and the other a supreme blessing. What is the meaning of this?" He turned to Yu Xinyuan and said, "Squad leader, you draw one too. Best two out of three."

Glancing left and right, and finding nothing unusual, he shouted aloud, "Which bastard is it, show yourself!" His voice echoed through the jungle without the slightest response.

Moreover, this elder position was indeed fitting for Guyu. Tie Zheng knew that Guyu disliked being constrained by factions, which was why he bestowed upon him the rank of elder.

Faced with Yinzhen's hesitation, Noble Lady Wu was quite satisfied. It seemed His Master wasn't completely indifferent to this child after all.

After waking up today, upon hearing Su Peisheng report that the Primary Consort had flown into a rage at Qinfang Garden, and understanding the reasons behind it, Yinzhen actually felt that Ji Wanrong had been wronged.

Lin Erzhu walked over, grabbed Shen Gongbao by the collar, hauled him up from the ground, and swung his hand across the man's face with a resounding slap.

Even so, it was still impossible to prevent a large number of elves from being captured, a reality they found most unbearable.

"Since there are no other objections, it's settled then." After taking a sip of water to clear his throat, Li Zhishi turned back to smile at Meng Ji before looking back at the fat man.

After passing through the inspection, Ji Li led Li Zhishi into what appeared to be the most luxurious "cave dwelling" in terms of attire. Before him lay a circle of more than twenty people sitting on their knees. If a campfire were placed in the center, they could all join hands and throw a party.

"Who is this fellow townsman?" Su Xiang wondered about Old Wang's identity, as the demeanor of Nie Wei and Shangguan Yue clearly indicated that both of them recognized this local resident.

Inside the immortal palace, spiritual energy was abundant. Every pore on his body relaxed instantly, frantically absorbing the ambient vital energy of heaven and earth, leaving one feeling refreshed and exhilarated.

"Uncle, what kind of wine vessel do you favor most when you drink ordinarily?" Que'er panted, asking by Wu Song's ear.

The ghostly raven chattered noisily on my shoulder, yet I could sense its melancholic gaze. It likely could not tell whether Lin Rulin was truly Lin Rulin, or perhaps it was wondering which one was the real Kong Fei.

Frost spiders, spark mantises, and Darlas were creatures he recognized—merely low-tier magical beasts. Could it be that the subsequent entities, Thinker Muga and Roaring Rando, possessed formidable strength?