Chapter 60

Knowing about Daniur's situation and choosing not to press further, Yang Zaixing returned with the soldiers. Daniur followed Master Silently to his quarters; the master knew the boy was troubled, yet could not let him out of his sight.

Leng Yue quietly observed the flash of sharp insight in Shui Menghua's eyes. When the other suddenly spoke like that, there had to be a reason. Yet Leng Yue had already made up her mind; her first step was suppression. Only when the enemy's rebellious streak was provoked would they finally reveal their true colors.

Fu Shaojun was accompanied not only by Zhuque but also by members of the Fu family, a situation that instantly threw everyone into a stalemate.

With a casual and effortless wave of her hand, a beam of light traced a graceful and steady arc across the sky. Six Void-Refining stage cultivators, who had just leaped into the air and were about to reach the Supreme Demonic Beast, were caught completely off guard, colliding squarely with the white sword of light.

At that moment, he resembled the most sacred and pure of physicians, albeit one with somewhat amateurish skills.

Song Yiyi sneered. Having already spread the word that she had a master, did they really take her for a fool? Naturally, she had a plan of her own.

Pei Yueyue panicked and broke free from Tianjiao's embrace, running blindly outward as the sound of her bare feet pattered rapidly across the polished brown wooden floor.

A strange odor lingered everywhere, somewhat resembling bowls and chopsticks left unwashed for days after eating instant noodles—so unpleasant that it caused Gu Lian to frown instinctively.

Throughout history, when had Wind City ever seen malnourished, shabbily dressed vagrants on the streets? To those who considered themselves true citizens of Wind City, this was a matter of grave importance.

Ling Jing gazed afar toward the direction of the cold night; in that place, Ling Jing, in his capacity as a prince, was already dead. Following his instructions, Mu Zihen had held a grand funeral for him.

"Secret treasures aren't exclusive to Heavenly Dipper Academy?" Xie Tuo paused upon hearing this. Then why was his grandfather so insistent that he must acquire one?

"This kid's strength really is like that of a beast." Ye Linghan rubbed his arm. Had it not been for the awakening of his strength talent a few days prior, which had multiplied his physical power several times over, Xiao He could likely have broken his arm with a single punch.

The long and rugged mountain trail of the journey thither was crossed in the span of mere breaths, and the young man finally fulfilled his wish by stopping them just as the wedding ceremony was underway.

Just as the few of them were wondering how to pass the time, three deferential middle-aged men walked in through the wide-open gates of the stronghold and asked hesitatingly for confirmation.

Jin Shier spoke with affectionate concern from behind him. Although it was not a declaration of romance, showing such care for a man in full view of everyone still caused a blush to rise on her shy face.

Every level of yoga corresponded to a realm of strength, consisting of just a single posture. Yet even this single posture had completely stumped Xiang Renjie.

Clearly, she had no intention of making the man's identity public. Whether she truly wished never to speak his name again or was deliberately concealing it because lingering feelings remained buried in her heart was impossible to tell.

This was all because Longyang was using it for the first time and could not concentrate the energy of the Ghost Eye; otherwise, how could the Demonic Tiger Beast have survived until now? For a first-time use, it was already remarkable, yet it demanded far more soul energy than Longyang had anticipated. Unless one's life was truly in peril, it was a technique never to be used recklessly.

No, my sensation did not stem from the dream island itself, but rather from the crystal coffin resting upon it.

"Longyang, you shouldn't talk like that. Just think—once the headstrong princess arrives, do you think you'll have an easy life?" Zhu Hongyuan immediately turned to banter with Longyang, leaving the latter at a complete loss.

Of course, no matter how grand a worldview might be, it must not compromise the storyline's need for a central thread. Without a main plot, the protagonist meddling here one day and throwing punches there the next would feel agonizingly disjointed, causing the narrative to shatter.

Nie Feng's movements ground to an abrupt halt, freezing like a statue, while Richard let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked over to Nie Feng, pried his mouth open, and tossed the Unicorn Pill inside.

Because Tang Street had been reduced to ruins during the recent battle over the Phantom Monkey mask of the Demon God, Chu Street had become the top choice for the numerous tourists visiting Canghai City.

"You have been affected by a special skill/item and cannot return to the Ark Space for the time being." Repeated failures panicked these explorers, who had already resorted to their ultimate life-saving measures. Being barred from returning to the space was no different from a death sentence to them.

Zhongling suddenly felt an ineffable, indescribable warm current surging within his body, rushing through his entire frame and filling him with intense exhilaration.

Yet those legs were excessively thin and long, supporting his frame high up in a curved, deeply uncoordinated posture.

Watching the group of four board the elevator and head upstairs, Zhong Tao took out his phone and dialed Zeng Kairui.

On the luxury cruise ship *Venus*, guarded by tight security, who could possibly have the capability to infiltrate it, plant a bomb, and have it detonate in international airspace shortly after the helicopter took off and left the vessel?

Since Li Shenglong had come, he naturally had already prepared responses in his mind for whatever attitude Wang Baozhen might display.

"Hmph, you already had people sent to kill me, so naturally I have to retaliate. If I kill you, your father will just send others after me, so I must uproot the problem entirely. I will leave no further dangers lingering in this world." Ye Yingfan stared coldly at Song Ruojie.

"What did you say? I don't believe it..." Although Nangong Yi had heard such rumors beforehand, he had steadfastly refused to believe them. Yet now, hearing it from his own Wei'er, pain began to spread inch by inch through his heart. What on earth was happening? Could all of this truly be real?

Yan Zimo knew very well that Nangong Jin'er was deeply devoted to him, and his own roots of affection for her ran just as deep; thus, no matter what, they were destined to be together. Previously, they had constantly worried about their opposing stances, but now they could finally set their minds entirely at ease.