Chapter 54

The Flying Winged Tiger was taken aback, hastily attempting to dodge, but it was already too late. As it dispersed its worldly energy, its head was still slashed deeply by three blades of spiritual power, blood streaming profusely.

No wonder he had always sensed his master was stronger than himself; he once thought it an illusion, but now it was clear this was no mere fancy, but an undeniable reality.

Fang Xiuzhen took the bowl and served soup to Wu Bo first. With guests present, she naturally extended warm hospitality, giving her child a chance to shine.

Ordinarily, only disciples of the inner court would have such an opportunity, and even then, only those who had made significant contributions to the academy. Ling Yu’s request was beyond the established rules.

The words carried a hint of humor, but no one dared laugh; it was a serious kind of humor, and Deng Chaoyang’s face flushed red.

In truth, You Su and Nangong Tai suspected these few truly were unaware, likely used as bait by the Emperor. Yet, having fallen into a trap, some form of retaliation was inevitable.

The sound of the pipa reverberated, invisible currents surged forth. The area howled like a wild wind, and as starlight surged toward the Scythe Phantom, it seemed to meet resistance, unable to advance as if blocked by an invisible wall.

Upon hearing this, Su Jin and Jiang Yuyao turned pale, quickly clinging tightly to Lin Xiao, their delicate bodies trembling.

The prince’s affection for Miss Feng was unknown to others, but he knew well. Seeing Miss Feng move into Qi Prince’s residence, spending days and nights together, with love likely to blossom, it was at this very moment the emperor intervened, and Qi Prince’s residence suddenly became her maternal home.

The Twin Fish, charged with the duty of protection, had come along; Mu Jing was a one-on-one instructor, likewise residing there.

The final three exercises were all jumping drills: tiptoe jumps, deep squat jumps, and high reach jumps.

Though the Changchun Sect’s foundation was far inferior to that of Buddhism, and Wu Mei’s strength somewhat lacking, its current development was promising, with temples of the Changchun Sect visible everywhere.

She might not think highly of Zhao Haibo, yet he was the best marriage candidate she’d encountered. If even Zhao Haibo were unwilling to marry her, her future would be all the more difficult.

Apart from still being terrible at set shots, Geng Haoshi could now complete these training tasks smoothly without using “Power Accumulation.”

“Damn it, I told him this road was treacherous, but he wouldn’t listen. Now something’s happened, great, what’s the point of talking now?” Fat Song sat on the chair outside the operating room, clutching his head.

“My father mentioned a few points, I’ll try them,” Qin Qin actually didn’t panic, nodding in agreement, though her face remained grim.

Entering the venue, he deliberately walked beside Wu Ji, using her support as a cover to search her, successfully acquiring several pills.

“Sir, these three ladies are all guests invited by Marshal Guo,” the officer hurried forward to explain as the trio was stopped.

During dinner, Xia Zhi noticed Lin Songbai’s eyes fixed on Sun Yingying, filled with tenderness; it seemed Lin Songbai was fond of Sun Yingying.

“Brother, there’s news. At a barbecue stand in the north of town,” a young man walked up to Su Ze and reported.

Yet now, his face was flushed with anger, unable to refute, for while his rise was indeed due to his own strength, his relationship with Princess He Yu was ambiguous.

“Explode!” Qiu Xuan leapt high, a faint whirlwind visible on his clenched fist as he struck the stone man’s head hard. With a loud bang, the stone man’s head burst apart.

If unlucky, it would take three or four attempts to succeed, occupying all of tomorrow, a definite loss.

It was an odd way to run, for the spearmen’s lances were four meters long; if ogres got too close to the fence, the spearmen could stab them from outside.

Lin Xi had never been a weak person; in her previous life, those who dared hunt her down all perished eventually.

Before his strength was sufficient, he kept a low profile, avoided unnecessary trouble, and even hesitated to leave the forest.

Perhaps there had been doubts before, but with the second bounty, and the reward for Luo Yi and Ba Tao—both early stage Fourth Heaven martial artists—doubled, those doubts vanished.

Even more astonishing... this vortex secret realm actually contained a celestial essence capable of curing the poison?

These Chiyou relic bones could sense one another? Did this mean other parts of Chiyou’s body might similarly manifest in this world?

As the Wind Tiger and Thunder Dragon collided for the final time, the heavenly tribulation clouds suddenly dispersed, a dazzling light radiating in all directions, like the sun descending to earth. The brilliance was so intense that even the surviving Foundation experts’ eyes turned red, tears streaming uncontrollably.

“Wretch! The general let you go, and you dared to ambush the lady!” Ziyun shouted fiercely, raising her sword to thrust at Hong Xue.

At the Windshadow headquarters, as reports from his subordinates came in, Qiao Ziyan’s expression grew darker and darker, until it was utterly grim. Yue Song stood nearby, unsure whether to sit or stand, wanting to speak several times, but was cowed into silence by Qiao Ziyan’s fierce gaze. He had no choice but to remain quietly silent.