Chapter 75

Regeneration used her other hand to push away her grasp and left the classroom. Ximu sat in Regeneration's seat and wept bitterly. That scene was witnessed by the few classmates who had arrived early.

Princess Annan nodded knowingly. Considering the advantages of marrying Su Liluo, she couldn't help but feel tempted—marrying her was akin to marrying a mountain of gold and silver. Besides, she was her son's beloved and Su Liluo acted with calmness and grandeur, leaving Annan Princess thoroughly satisfied.

But now, forty-five minutes had passed and still no one had arrived. An Bai lowered his gaze, hesitating whether to go and inquire, when finally the door to the reception room was opened.

"Victory is determined by disarming the opponent!" the old demon declared without ambiguity, his tone betraying immense confidence.

As for Shi Songzhi's schemes, outsiders were not completely in the dark. Two days earlier, Xiao Ti had already warned Zhao Yan to be wary of Shi Songzhi, lest the court face unspeakable hardship.

No? Su Yelou laughed secretly. It was lamentable that after so many years, that man always ended up with the same result. Why, then, did Yue Qianlong refuse to understand, insisting on fighting a hopeless battle?

Reminiscence failed to elicit any resonance from Su Hong; he remained silent. Yao Ruoshui felt uneasy, her body restless, the sound of her hair ornaments jingling in the room.

The Burmese public auctions use euros for bidding. As a result, many merchants from the Hua Xia nation mistakenly bid in renminbi, winning at prices several times higher and suffering economic losses. With increasing demand in Hua Xia's jade market and dwindling resources, jade prices have been soaring.

After Wang Yue finished speaking, he opened his mouth again, realized his voice could not carry, and immediately knelt in midair, knocking his head three times towards Wang Jue.

Among them were experts from the Skyward Sect and Zhao Manor, but most were independent cultivators. Yet they shared one commonality: their cultivation and strength rivaled Chen Feng, and some even surpassed him.

Moreover, since Chen Feng reached the eighth tier of the Giant Spirit Realm, the spiritual energy within the inner sect had been much less effective for his progress. The Fifth Lord once said that after reaching the Mountain and River Realm, the spiritual energy here offered little benefit for cultivation, but for Chen Feng, it seemed this stage had arrived early.

Seeing Yun Yu's sudden change of expression, Rong Yu and his group’s faces shifted as well. They hurriedly bowed and apologized, presenting two high-grade Supreme Crystals to Yun Yu.

Not long after, in the secret chamber that Luoyu Cave had visited many times, Ye Zhuo met Hu Qiniang. After a brief exchange, Ye Zhuo laid out his storage bags on the table, watching as Hu Qiniang began to count.

A powerful force swept over him, directly pulling his entire soul into the temple gate. The restriction’s glow reappeared, the gate closed, and the barrier manifested again.

Now, the world of the Reaper was reduced to four relatively independent worlds; the outermost world barrier was gone.

Below, the land, eroded by the aftermath, collapsed in an instant. Trees were destroyed, and when the smoke cleared, a pit several dozen meters deep appeared before everyone. At the bottom lay a battered figure—none other than the utterly miserable Kabayuan.

Yet when a strand of soul sense probed into the black stone, he was surprised by an immense discovery. Thus, he acted on impulse, briefly refining it to use in an attack against Leng Ning.

At this moment, seeing the boy still immersed in the recent fierce battle, the snowy night wind was anxious about something else entirely.

However, for Xuan Yuan Huihuang, even if he lost control and his power surged, the gap between him and Chen Feng was vast. With Chen Feng's current cultivation, there was no way he could be his opponent.

Furthermore, many areas of the Duel Academy resembled the school that a certain ghost had attended in a previous life, making him feel a sense of familiarity.

On one side, Commander Liu Gangzi of the Independent Cavalry Battalion from the General Staff Office, held a cigarette askew in his mouth and sneered several times.

Lin Ling had just picked up his chopsticks to eat when his hand was inexplicably struck. Looking up, he saw the culprit’s cold gaze fixed on him.

Ojiaou always managed to draw the veteran swordsman right at the start, who would enter the arena sharpening his blade. After his arrival, the dojo hung another wooden plaque on the door.

"Is it really necessary?" Xia Yu shook his head, blew on his fist, and then leisurely walked over to the figure who had flown out first. After careful inspection, Xia Yu clapped his hands—Abena was unharmed. Perhaps those two never intended to kill Xia Yu, and Abena was fortunate enough to escape death.

Qin Changning saw the two finally fall silent, reached out to touch his wildly beating heart. Was that really just a story?

Regarding this speculation, Lord Zhao Jiahao was even more convinced; after all, this information was highly credible to the monsters, unlike so many other tales.

From the right door, a cheerful, dark-skinned young man entered—he looked more like a fisherman than a duelist—but as soon as he appeared, the entire audience erupted in cheers.