Chapter 32 Mission: Mastery!
When fellow countrymen meet in a strange city, the encounter is usually met with nostalgia and warm concern, but for Sikong Lu, curiosity took precedence.
"By the way, why does an A-grade logistics officer like you still need to be in school?"
"And you? An S3-level esper who has undergone secret, exclusive training by the Neutrino Bureau for so long—why have you come to the Esper Academy to waste your time?"
Di Qiu’s question was rhetorical, as they had known each other for ten years.
When Yu Meixi returned to her room, she realized her face was already streaked with tears.
Qi Hao held Guo Xiangling tightly in his arms. As a wave approached, he let his body float on the surface of the sea, allowing the surge to lift them up and carry them far away as they drifted down.
Kuxin was now facing the strongest Demon King he had encountered in his many years of conquest. Previous "Demon Kings," even if they could resurrect, could do so at most three times. This creature, however, could resurrect nine times and possessed numerous techniques; under the rhythm of combat, he wielded thirty-five distinct arts.
It was then I noticed I was draped in many strings of beads—three just around my neck, arranged in perfect, layered circles according to their length. Besides the beads, I wore a pendant made of crystal infused with Xuan energy, with the character "Xuan" etched upon it.
"Back on stage for recording in one minute!" a staff member’s voice echoed backstage as everyone prepared to head out.
Qiu Man’s true form was exposed. I rushed forward, quickly unleashing several Black Spirit Slashes at the Spirit Demon, pulling Qiu Man out of the gravitational range while the monster was distracted.
People began to whisper. Some actually knew the truth: Qi Lang and Qi Jun were the biological sons of the current Qi family head, Qi Zheng Long. However, the elder twin, Qi Lang, had been missing for many years, while Qi Jun was entangled in a lawsuit due to the internal strife of the Gongsun family in the North and remained there to this day.
He stopped mid-sentence, stuck, because he saw the eyes of Shen Siyu and Lin Chuxia fixed directly on him, as if waiting for him to continue.
Guo Jing was cleaning, Xiao Feng was still snoring in his bed, and Yang Kang was not in the dorm—likely out for a run. Yang Guo was holding two pairs of underwear, deciding which to wear, while Zhang Wuji’s bed was perfectly neat, clearly unoccupied the night before.
Because of the isolation of Yunze City, ordinary people, who were rarely seen in Huowu City, were common here. It was estimated that at least two hundred thousand civilians resided in Yunze City, many of them families of the Yunze Sect disciples or members of subordinate factions.
"But rest assured, I will absolutely not take his life." Wen Yuan knew his methods were unscrupulous, but for the sake of his brother’s lifelong happiness, he had no choice but to be ruthless this once.
I immediately activated the "Possession" skill, letting Bai Qi take over my body. I drew my sword and charged. Seeing his opponent rush forward, the Long Ghost leader acted like a gentleman, signaling the other four ghosts to stand down. Seemingly confident in his own strength, he swung his fist to meet me. The clearing between them became a battlefield; a great fight was about to erupt.
According to the guidebook, there was a spatial formation inside the training room, which was the key to how Wen Yuan and the others utilized the Flame Stones.
Boom! Boom! Boom! After the thunderous sounds, smoke filled the air. Long Daoling and Hu Gui had joined forces to attack the Purgatory Ghost. After their collision left traces of battle, they paused, standing in a tense standoff.
This private physician was employed by several prominent political and business families and was long accustomed to such high-society secrets. For these elites, ending someone’s life was merely a matter of a single word, yet they kept their own hands clean, never staining them with blood nor leaving evidence behind. Naturally, the doctor had no intention of becoming a scapegoat.
The amusement park at night lacked the crowds of the daytime, but it was brilliantly lit, with starlight shimmering everywhere. It possessed a unique, indescribable beauty that belonged only to the stillness of the night.