34 Come Over for Dinner 34

Lin Ling dared not delay. The power currently erupting from the demon blade had completely surpassed the strength of the Cloud Sea realm, firmly establishing itself at the level of the Solar Wheel.

"It's enough. Those who aren't satisfied have already spoken up. Isn't An'an already handling things for me?" Xiao Xu smiled happily at the mere mention of Chai An'an.

Ling Yuanshan's tomb was not located in the imperial mausoleum of the capital; it was set apart in its own location, ten miles west of the imperial palace. Continuing further west from there lay that vast ocean which no one had ever traversed to the end.

Qin Feng hurried back to lead the sixteen students to the teleportation array. By the time they arrived, it was already afternoon. The time agreed upon between Li Mo and Lie Yun was today, though they did not know exactly when they would arrive.

"Wait a moment." Zhong Sen walked aside to make a phone call; he was likely seeking instructions from Chai Junyu on how to respond to Hao Yuru’s demands.

A few days after Chen Fusheng was taken as a disciple by the Daoist of Northern Darkness, Yan Chixia was brought to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect by Su Zhengfeng using a flight-capable magical artifact.

"He insisted on going to the gate tower yesterday, and as a result, he was shot by an arrow. He is still unconscious," Wu Zhan said, rubbing his forehead, feeling utterly exhausted.

It was no joke—Luo Deng was a member of the Zetark clan, a freakish race with a constitution even more formidable than that of the Dragon-folk, a people who could tear wolf cubs apart with their bare hands from birth. He was the true leader of the Northern Alliance and a pillar of the Hunter’s Guild.

As for Chai Junyu, she was truly surprised when she received the call from Hao Lin. However, her shock was not due to the sudden loss of contact with Chai An'an and Lu Xiaoxiao, but rather wondering how Hao Lin had found the school on the very first day of Chai An'an’s return to classes. Given that there were too many things to deal with at the moment, Chai Junyu could not afford to press Hao Lin on why he had gone to see her.

For the first time, he was heartbroken by the loss of his fellow disciple and felt immense guilt. Yet this time, he had even encountered an ambush by the demon race, and sixty other human disciples were missing, their fates unknown.

"There must be a back door for escape in the Tower District, right? Tell me the location and the method," Chen Zhan chuckled.

The fox sitting on a frozen lake looked at someone with resentment, blaming them for the strange smell. In less than a breath, Brother Fox Eight was buried in the snow as well.

"While Jia Fugui is sending people to investigate the 'Male and Female Thieves,' he is also looking into Tie Wuqing, but his investigation has been quite ineffective," Jing Zhong said.

As the smoke gradually dissipated and the roar of guns and artillery ceased, the war of the Goguryeo Empire, which had captured the attention of the entire world, finally came to an end.

"Understood." Yu Hong nodded. Without hesitation, she took the artifact and led the disciples to climb onto the back of the giant bird before flying away.

Most of the food on the dining table was leftovers from last night, supplemented by a plate of milky steamed buns. Although they were leftovers, through Hu Xue's skillful preparation, they had become fragrant and appetizing, especially the bowl of noodles with a generous amount of toppings in front of Chen Hao, which made him sweat profusely as he ate.

"Thank you, Sister-in-law Ding." Yang Linglan nimbly picked a basket of green vegetables. Carrying the basket, she followed Sister-in-law Ding toward her home.

"No, you regret that you were not diligent enough in the past, which is why you were defeated now—and defeated so easily, completely trampling the dignity of the honorable Hand of Noxus into this deep pit," Garen sneered.

Liu Minghuan could not get through to Liu Lizi, so she simply avoided such topics whenever possible to prevent any awkwardness, as the two of them shared a dormitory and saw each other every day.

"Let's go over and take a look." Min Nuan was immediately interested; she wondered how this cotton, catalyzed by spiritual energy, had turned out.

The most critical point was that his current physical state might not be able to withstand Esdeath’s time freeze.

"Plop!" The tears Mia had been holding back finally flowed out again. Two streams of sorrowful, painful tears poured down like a broken faucet.

"Flight of the Immortal from Beyond, Fourth Form—'Immortal Shaker'." Xiao Feng, holding the Qingming Sword, drew a Taiji diagram in front of him and pointed it toward Long Juhai, sending the diagram howling toward him.

How long had it been since Yuan Xi reported to school? Everyone who visited the campus BBS knew her name, had seen her photos to some extent, and ran to her classroom to catch a glimpse of her.

Meanwhile, Yu Qingfan, who had already swallowed one cake in the back and was unsatisfied, stuffing another into her mouth, looked blank when she heard this. She just wanted to eat two cakes; she hadn't expected to be caught in the crossfire while doing nothing.

"Heh heh! Does it still hurt now?" He grinned, flashing a row of neat, white teeth.

These things, even if he didn't instruct her, Yu Qingfan knew well enough in her heart. If she had wanted to say something, she would have said it long ago.

"Alright, prepare to activate. First, let's open a gate to see where the darkness is invading from," Lin Li said.

After the gymnastics competition ended, a basketball tournament was held, divided into three divisions for the first, second, and third years of high school.

In the Vatican, a young man in grey robes put down his Bible and stared at the video on his iPad in silence.

Do you really believe that yourself? You haven't even restrained a shred of your killing intent. You claim to be pure and kind, yet you’ve practically got "murderous fiend" written on your face.

The sky was thick with darkness, and in the distance, a faint, low rumble of thunder sounded, like a savage beast with bared fangs roaring and growling.

Calming his emotions, Jiang Yuan looked at Xu Ba'an with a trace of sympathy; he suddenly felt a strong desire to know exactly what kind of madness had taken hold of him.

In fact, Shimura Danzo’s Impure World Reincarnation technique was something he had secretly memorized back when he was still following behind Senju Tobirama.

The pity was that as long as he did not eat, his stomach felt as if it were being sliced by knives, a pain so intense it was unbearable.