Chapter 60 Coercion

Everyone in the cell knew that Wan Tongtian was a towering figure wielding immense influence across the Chinese server. Hearing him openly admit that his skills fell short, they could not help but feel profound admiration for his upright and magnanimous character.

Therefore, it was far better to lay everything out in the open right now, as doing so could effectively reduce potential risks.

After being lectured by Ye Xuantian, Mo Mo pouted and whimpered softly, wondering why everyone was acting this way lately. When class finally ended, Mo Mo could no longer hold it in.

Thus, when Gao Lingyun pulled and dragged him to go outside together, Xu Zuoyan instinctively resisted. However, Gao Lingyun was no pushover; with a strong pull from his large hand, Xu Zuoyan was dragged along regardless of his willingness.

Xu Zuoyan felt a headache coming on. Before Daddy Ye even finished speaking, Xu Zuoyan was already overthinking and entangling himself in his own thoughts.

Tao Yao and her companions entered the inn, and the innkeeper immediately shut the doors behind them, cautioning the group never to wander outside so late at night ever again.

Consequently, he had matured long ago. He had buried his ideals deep within his heart, learning how to compromise, how to lower his pride, and how to overcome rigidity with gentleness.

Mucha's hair was still damp, and she wore a simple T-shirt while holding a towel draped over her head. Looking at her, Yan Sheng inexplicably felt as though the girl's eyes were also moistened by the lingering dampness—soft and watery, yet turning icy cold whenever they met her gaze.

"What brother-in-law nonsense? It's not even certain whether older sister will marry him. I certainly don't want him as my brother-in-law; he's so bad that older sister will end up getting hurt," Xu Zuoyan retorted with a frown, refusing to compromise easily on this matter. With that, he picked up the cake and walked out.

For humanity, when it comes to exploratory flights spanning the vast expanse of interstellar space, the greatest obstacles are twofold: the first is the immense distance, typically measured in light-years, and the second is time.

This sudden, full-throated roar startled Shen Qingqing so badly that her hand slipped while plucking feathers.

Watching a whole bucket of water drain into the soil, only to be enough to moisten half the vegetable patch, Li Yi had no choice but to brace himself and use a second bucket.

That was a young man dressed in coarse hemp garments, yet his entire appearance was exceptionally clean and fair.

A short while later, just as Meng Fan was losing his patience and preparing to throw Wu Tian into the confinement room and be done with it, Wu Tian spoke up once more.

Yet having just emerged from a massive war, although Konoha was victorious, its losses were equally severe. In this conflict, only Konoha, Sunagakure, and Amegakure suffered heavy casualties; even with Kirigakure entering the fray, Iwagakure did not sustain significant losses, to say nothing of Kumogakure and Kirigakure, which had not participated at all.

Reality, however, is not a video game; there is no setting where all developments in a quest remain frozen in time simply because the trigger conditions have not been met.

It was pure good fortune that pieces of driftwood kept them afloat in the sea, carrying them through the swelling tides until they reached this isolated island and survived.

Night Owl had initially thought this was meant to protect a Star Master during their early stages of growth, preventing them from perishing prematurely should the coordinates of the Dark Star be exposed.

He had originally intended to say that he was not short on money, but upon seeing Shen Qingqing looking at him with eyes full of anticipation, the refusal on the tip of his tongue ultimately dissolved into nothing more than agreement.

With that, Qin Tianqi's figure flickered as he shot toward another direction. Yet how could those four individuals allow him to leave? Their figures flashed, intercepting Qin Tianqi once again.

After a moment, Feng Yaqin finally stopped, gazing at Qin Tianqi with an expression of profound grievance—a look that made Qin Tianqi's scalp tingle with unease.

The iridescent radiance twisted and flickered, coalescing into a thin mist that enveloped the surging crimson aura atop the stone pillar.

As the catapult tower collapsed, several of Zhang Yang's players were exposed to the enemy's line of sight. Instead of charging forward, the enemy knights retreated, allowing the archers in the rear to launch their attack directly targeting the exposed individuals.

The injured Jiang Chu and Zheng Shirui gazed at Ling Tian with deep anxiety. They were well acquainted with the old man's temperament; if Ling Tian agreed to the elder's proposal, he would undoubtedly be backed by the elder to become the leader of the Martial Dao Alliance. As for Jiang Chu, to an elder who believed blindly in the law of the jungle, he was merely a chess piece that could be discarded at any moment.

She hoped that in this new reincarnation, she could find a good family and truly experience what a father's love as steadfast as a mountain was like, rather than enduring the blind, foolish filial piety she had known before.

"Why are you still here? Didn't you head back long ago?" Seeing Qi Houyuan, Qi Huan's expression was far from pleasant. Needless to say, the real purpose behind the old fellow Qi Houyuan's return was entirely on account of Qi Kexue.

His armor emitted metallic clanking sounds and even sharp screeching explosions. Looking closely, one could see that his physical body was expanding at a rapid pace, violently cracking the armor from within.

Huan Zhen knew nothing of these minute details, truly believing that the Grand Protector held him in high esteem and had granted him special leniency. Instantly, his sense of belonging to Hexi surged strongly within his heart.

While Qili was speaking with Zoldyck, inside another room of the turret, Tina half-reposed on the sofa, her gaze shifting continuously through the empty air.

This endless chanting form seemed to embody the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, leaving one utterly intoxicated. As the chanting finally ceased, a massive bolt of lightning instantly tore across the entire sky. Following the crash of thunder, a gigantic wheel of karmic merit descended directly from the heavens upon the clouds above Confucius's head.

This difference in attitude stemmed from their distinct personalities, yet both reflected a deep fondness and indulgence toward them.

Master Qi caught the sword, drew it across his palm to bring forth a few drops of fresh blood, and then hurled the weapon forward. With a circular gesture of both hands, the sword instantly soared into the air.

"Yun Chen, Emperor Yun, for the sake of dealing with you today, the three of us peak Divine Emperors have gathered here together. That can be considered giving you utmost face," the elderly man in coarse hemp garments let out a strange, chuckling laugh.

Before heading into the Illusionary Realm with Mu Nanqiu earlier that day, he had speculated that Mu Nanqiu intended to use this opportunity to make him completely sever any lingering feelings for Mu Huanling.

According to the creator of the Soaring Sky Steps, this movement technique is divided into three parts: evasion, treading the air, and traversing.

She did not merely want to defeat those deities; more than that, she wanted to conquer as many opponents as possible so that she could let the Heavenly Emperor and the entire celestial realm know that Yan Nuo was not to be trifled with, and that Lingqiu was her territory where no one else was permitted to act presumptuously.

As soon as Er Mao finished speaking, Cang Zhe nearly tumbled over in shock. Beside him, Ran Mo covered her mouth, watching Cang Zhe's reaction with a stealthy smile.

As Chen Xiao narrated his tale, Yan'er listened in absolute astonishment, while the old Daoist priest remained largely unconcerned.

If she were not so kind-hearted, but instead chose to do evil, she would undoubtedly become a terrifying, peerless vengeful spirit.

Standing at one hundred and eighty centimeters, tall, slender, and quite handsome, Huang Qing crossed his arms and watched him with a smile, saying nothing.

Di Kuo fought desperately, attempting to drive back Tongshan. However, with Tongshan channeling astral energy to reinforce himself, his defensive capabilities were further enhanced. Even a half-step divine realm expert might not necessarily be able to breach his defense, let alone Di Kuo.