Chapter 37: No One Is Allowed to Bully My Sister!

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Mendi nodded, but then a thought struck him: "However, Your Highness, our strength is far inferior to Long Xingyu's. How are we supposed to capture him?"

"That is indeed a problem." Abao fell into deep contemplation.

Immediately, the four of them began rummaging through their private stashes. If their strength was lacking, they would make up for it with equipment!

Soon, after turning everything upside down, Abao produced a pitch-black banner. "I have the Ten Thousand..."

The situation reached a stalemate. The insects lacked the capability to attack for the moment, and the wasteland base had no effective way to deal with the "black sphere."

Zhong Tianxuan pondered for a moment and instructed his disciples to gather a large pile of dry wood. He poured lamp oil from the palace’s glazed lanterns over the wood, into the crevices, and onto the walls, before igniting a roaring inferno.

Luo Shenyang’s lips curled into an inscrutable smile. As his cup hit the floor, two fireworks soared from the courtyard into the sky, exploding overhead.

At the critical moment, Fang Minda raised his hand and struck the hilt of his blade, causing the tip to sink slightly and pierce the table where Li Yihang lay. The saber was razor-sharp, its edge grazing Li Yihang’s back muscles and nearly splitting the table in two. Li Yihang could already feel a trace of icy cold against the skin of his back.

Master Lianyin, however, was different. As one of the two most outstanding disciples of his generation at the Dayi Temple, his talent was far beyond that of ordinary masters who had reached the peak of the My Dao stage and exhausted their potential. It was highly likely that Master Lianyin would ascend to the Guiyi stage in the future, and ascension to the Immortal Realm was not entirely out of the question.

Yet, Mu Tian broke the convention once again, managing to regenerate autonomously moments after being wounded, with an effect that was remarkably obvious.

Beiyaluo had defined Bai He, but Bai He’s firm response left Beiyaluo feeling helpless.

Indeed, with a thrust-to-weight ratio of about 5, the Viking drone could certainly take off by launching like a rocket. However... who would ever think of launching an aircraft in such a way?

He could not believe that the Pacific Ocean, which for ten thousand years had been divided among various sects and factions, each carving out their own territory, had actually been unified.

As soon as Lin Fei and Chen Lin entered the office, they saw Chen Wuyue, dressed in military uniform with a stern expression, sitting in the chair behind the desk.

This forced Xie Wanning to link the two, yet no matter how she looked at it, there seemed to be no connection between them.

At that time, the upright scholars and officials at court saw two wise men who, due to their differing opinions, engaged in a process of constant proposal and negation to perfect a matter into a fully-fledged system.

She wanted to leave gracefully, but her feet felt as heavy as lead. She felt numb, or perhaps she was anticipating something, always wanting to linger a little longer.

Guan Yu was startled by Brother Monkey’s explanation. A type of cell? How massive would a life form have to be to spread its cells across the entire universe?

"This is the true core of our base; I believe you have already met," Guan Yu smiled.

Her power exceeded her ability to control it, like a child possessing immense energy, unable to subdue the immortal mountain for the time being.

Some patted his chin, others slapped his back, and some even struck his buttocks.

Karl was not particularly surprised by Jiang Yan, who also possessed red eyes, as if he didn't care at all. Perhaps, in his view, red eyes no longer posed any threat to him.

Miller let out a long sigh and spat several times; he had been careless just now and bitten off a few shards from the plastic mouthpiece of his whistle.

In truth, he was very anxious, wondering if his words and actions would repulse her, or if he was actually pushing her further away. Every time, he would deliberate repeatedly before taking any action.

Lü Ziqing placed a flat stone down, invited Li Yuanqing to sit, and then sat down beside him.