Chapter 26

"I would like to ask you about something; I wonder if you might know," Yao Muchen said, his expression indifferent as he looked at him.

"Hehe... that fatty sure has a lot of tears!" Yao Muchen laughed, bending down to pick up the storage bag from the ground, followed immediately by a cry of surprise.

"Of course, I will also be living in one of the houses," Yao Yuxin added, her face flushing slightly.

She hadn't expected her luck to be so good; as soon as she arrived at the entrance of Prince Yan's mansion, she saw Qi Xiao and Liang Ji walking out.

Wang Feng let go of Old Zhao and, without asking anything further, sprinted toward the instructor's office. Usually a very polite person, Wang Feng pushed the door open this time without even knocking, startling the instructor, who was pouring water, and causing hot water to spill all over the desk.

"Where is this?" Yao Muchen released his spiritual sense to perceive the aura of this place, only to find that his cultivation techniques seemed to have vanished entirely. His heart sank. He tried to circulate the spiritual energy within his body, but there was not a trace of it left; his cultivation appeared to have been completely drained. He was now no different from a mere mortal, possessing no magical power at all.

After Liao Senlin and the others finished weeping, they struggled through their grief to help Han Xiao up, but were suddenly interrupted by a sharp shout.

Seeing everyone so worried about him, Tian Zhiyong felt truly embarrassed. He sat up, composed himself, and headed for the cafeteria. Having not eaten properly for two days, he still had no appetite. He took one sip of porridge and immediately spat it back out.

Qin Ran had drunk quite a bit of alcohol this evening, and it was starting to go to her head; her mind felt hazy and her thoughts were becoming jumbled.

Han Xiao giggled, "Of course it's not her; you'd never guess who it is." Looking at her charming face, which shifted between coy and delightful, he felt a genuine sense of refreshing pleasure. Inhaling the faint, delicate fragrance lingering about her, he felt somewhat intoxicated.

Mu Jiu felt quite puzzled, but since there had been times before when he had not returned for days, he hadn't paid it much attention. Moreover, considering how hurried he had been the day he left, he must have been attending to important matters and naturally couldn't find a moment to break away.

Once he climbed up, Aihara immediately launched an attack in 100% accordance with Coach Kawano's instructions.

For Li Wudao, he now had a psychological shadow; he felt as though Li Wudao was a plague god reincarnated—every time they met, he suffered misfortune.

Li Jing blushed and tried to cover Li Yan's mouth, but Li Yan ran away laughing. Lin Zhixuan, however, stood frozen in place after hearing Li Yan's words.

This was normal, as the supernatural powers of ability users were limited; it was impossible for them to use their abilities without restraint, and therefore impossible to summon and control these mechanical puppets indefinitely.

Perhaps she had been so lost in her own emotions that she had neglected her surroundings. No wonder she had felt such a sense of relief when she was crying just now.

In truth, the things that seem simplest often hide the deepest mysteries. It is not a skill learned overnight; however, Han Xu was already well-versed in the strategy of maneuvering through complex situations.

"Then let's get in the car; Chen Feng has already booked the tickets." Being able to bring Lu Qinghe back to Lingu Village so smoothly would make it easier to negotiate with Lu Qiang later.

As he spoke, he pulled a piece of gold from his bosom and tossed it toward the other party, but it was intercepted in mid-air by Huang Chang.

Liu Wuchen poured a cup of tea and said happily. They liked this feeling—that one could have friends all over the world.

But she didn't dare to curse out loud. Yet, to let these spiritual herbs go was a form of torture. If you won't give me the Tree Mother's essence, fine; if you hadn't said I could take whatever I wanted, that would also be fine. But to try to hoard these herbs now—isn't this just bullying me?

"What on earth are they trying to do? They sound like they're begging me for something," Luo Yuhong thought to herself, her eyes fixed on the top of the old nun's head.

"You're lying! My son never did any such thing; you're making this up!" Mo Laojiu's face turned pale as he pointed at Li Xiang and shouted indignantly.

Everyone started screaming at once, scrambling to grab the items; anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were pirates dividing up loot.

The staff at the Black Prison Network were very professional, employing a full video-recording protocol. They retrieved all of Lois's examination results, filmed the specific process of Qin Yang's initial diagnosis, and recorded the signing and thumbprinting of the contract between Andy and Qin Yang.

In that case, no matter how capable Zhou Yu was, he would not be recruited by Liu Qi, as that would only create internal problems for them.

It would be fine if Liu Qi didn't encounter any major issues, but what if something unexpected happened? That would be a fatal blow to them.

Just as the two of them felt helpless, unable to think of a good solution, Cai Linong walked in, cursing and swearing with a look of joy on his face.

But a moment ago, the opponent had broken through with a single burst of power. This meant that the opponent's mastery of runes was even higher than theirs—and not just by a little bit.

Ah Hui looked up. High above him, a few faint rays of light shone through, and the opening was very far away. Even if Ah Hui could fly, it would take him a while to reach that height. If it weren't for this pool of water, he might have been smashed to death.

Surrounded by endless snow-capped peaks, it snowed here all year round due to the extreme altitude.

"Coming." Aunt Tang's reply was so soft only she could hear it. She turned around and walked into the restaurant.

"My precious, I've wronged you today!" He looked at the bright silver spear in his hand, gritted his teeth, stretched out his arms, and thrust it fiercely into the object in front of him.

Sha Bi broke out in a cold sweat, his body trembling uncontrollably. Even so, he feigned arrogance and threatened Liuguang. With his position in the Taiqing Temple, he held some actual power; although it wasn't significant, he was more than capable of making things difficult for ordinary disciples, and he did so frequently.