Chapter Eighty-Four: Don’t Talk Nonsense

The color drained from Old Gao’s face in an instant. “Impossible! Honored Elder Qi, you must be mistaken. My grandson is sensible and kind. He would never do such a thing.”

Hu Sanqi closed the Book of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil. “Why don’t you go look at the shrine he set up yourself and see which immortals he is worshiping?”

Old Gao scrambled into the house on hands and knees. Only after a long while did he come out, looking utterly lost. “Gao Shan’s shrine is fake. There are no immortals inside. The immortals he invited are not the Hu family’s immortals.”

Hu Sanqi said, “What more is there to say? Bring your grandson out.”

Old Gao knelt on the ground in silence for a long time before shaking his head. “Honored Elder Qi, you can have my life, but my grandson...”

Under normal circumstances, the examination was held once every three years, beginning in the middle to latter part of the second month of that year, with three successive tests. Those who passed were all called Tribute Scholars, and the top scorer was named the Principal Graduate.

On the barren land, a man in tattered stone armor, wielding a black iron saber, battled a strange ferocious beast.

Bai Ze felt a unique current of energy spread from his hand into his body, and the burden on him eased ever so slightly.

Zhu Houzhao drooped his head, walked familiarly into the corner, and with obvious reluctance faced the wall before dropping to his knees with a thud.

Nangong Qing murmured inwardly and lifted a hand. An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, blocking everything that flew toward them.

Over the years, even after remaking his body and retracing the path he had once taken, with a Supreme Saint Spirit as his master and the full resources of the Purple Sun Sect behind him, he had reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Pill realm in just over two years, surpassing Chu Jiang.

Anyone who could leap over a wall four meters high could not possibly be ordinary. They were definitely an awakened ability user.

With Eternal Freeze, a technique far stronger than the Black Light Saber by who knew how many times, piercing the skull of a modified human would be as easy as can be.

That afternoon, two notices were posted one after another at the official hostel. One read: “By Imperial Decree: Hunan Militia Naval Ship Bureau.” The other read: “Yiyang Civil Boat Registration Office.”

With a sharp whoosh, Lian Nishang shot forward, the sound of breaking air especially fierce. Xiao Zizai and the others were not to be outdone, and closely followed after her.

After leaving the base a second time, Lu Yang’s gear had changed to a sniper rifle. A pistol was tucked at his right waist, while the submachine gun had been left at the base.

At the Golden Palace, Zhou Xie was flying into a rage. He had long since abandoned all concern for his dignity. The empire was now beset by rebellion on all sides and had reached the brink of life and death.

In the presence of a superior expert, probing the other party’s cultivation realm at will was extremely rude, and could even be seen as a form of provocation, with terrifying consequences.

When he thought about it that way, carrying three hundred jin of gold did not seem too difficult for a true martial practitioner.

Shield bearers advanced in neat formation. Behind them came countless archers and spearmen. Of course, the number of spearmen was very small, almost negligible; in a siege like this, victory depended on saber-and-shield troops, and spearmen were of little real use.

After leaving Stellar Tech, Lu Yang drove back to the presidential suite of the hotel, then summoned Leng Zhuo and Yang Liu.

With that questioning shout, a flurry of crisp impacts rang out again. This time, Huang Meng’s face was beaten to a pulp, blood streaming from his mouth. Had his cultivation not been high, he would likely have been slapped flying long ago.

Thus, unless it was a particularly unusual year, there was usually not much festive atmosphere at year’s end; everything was as calm as water.

This time, if he had not worried that his own spellcasting would draw the attention of a powerful enemy, Master Xu would never have risked swallowing such a pill, one that all but guaranteed nine deaths out of ten. For although his injuries were severe, they could still be healed with two or three months of recuperation.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air before the man and, without a word, sat down directly opposite him.

Qin Yuan saw that so many people were accusing Dong Dazhi of having taken the pill, clearly intending to renege on the debt, and her face darkened with anger as she also began to worry about him.

Gat’s respect also made Henry feel quite proud. After all, Henry, who had devoted his life to studying weapons, already had a successor in his thirties, and what was more, that successor was destined to surpass him. If the teacher felt no pride at all, would that not be far too false?

Take, for example, if Yuan Dong and Zhang Jie beside me were beaten, I would surely fly into a fury and exact revenge ten or a hundred times over. Wang Long ought not to remain indifferent.

“Hmph, the Lion Gang is becoming more and more arrogant. Do you really think your gang is invincible in the city?” one person snorted.

Only now did I realize that Luo Xuan had not actually died. Instead, taking advantage of the War of the Gods, he had fled to a ruined stretch of Mount Buzhou. Since Mount Buzhou was not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, the divine realm had then lost all trace of Luo Xuan’s aura.

Daoist Wanderer gazed up at the Heavenly Net overhead, his expression grave. If this net were made purely of energy, he could still break it, though it would cost him a bit more effort.

From afar, Xiling Mo caught the heavy smell of cooking oil, mixed with a rancid sour stench, until even her brow was knotted tight like a worm.

Fu Xingyue and Ding Qiuping were in truth evenly matched in strength. The reason she had been captured and imprisoned by Ding Qiuping last time was entirely because she had fallen into his trap. The moment they met now, she struck with lethal force, and Ding Qiuping was immediately unable to hold his ground, showing signs of defeat.

So she could only turn her delicate body and brace the stout man’s solid frame with her shoulder before helping him sit down on a nearby seat.

Black and White Impermanence cast a cold glance. “The King of Hell is not someone just anyone can meet.” Even they very rarely saw the King of Hell.

The resentment and indignation in my heart were thrown into chaos by Jun Cheng’s appearance. At this very moment, I had begun to worry that Jun Cheng might use this to blackmail Jun Qi, coercing him through threats and inducements to give up the position of Crown Prince to the Demon Sovereign.

Even if they used the excuse Blue Roar Heaven had just made up on the spot, saying that Blue Xuanxuan was carrying out a secret mission, the fact that she had assaulted the police remained undeniable.

Of course, the Colonel Lin Hezhong also looked grim. He had never imagined that Zhang Lei would be able to recover this video, and the one who had ordered its deletion was none other than himself.

At the first sound of that voice, the expression on Aina’s face turned alert in an instant. “Who is it?!” she shouted toward the doorway. On the bed, Bruce, who had been fiddling with a box all this time, also raised his head, his eyes looking around with curiosity.

He had not expected Feng Honglie to be unable to restrain Feng Xie any longer. Over the past year, the latter had grown much stronger and was no longer who he had once been.

“In that case, I may now send the gift prepared earlier to the Crown Prince,” said He Lianmin. As soon as her words fell, an inner attendant led fifteen people into the great hall.

Zhao Fei understood Liu Ying’s meaning and went to another room to sleep with the other soldiers.

Xu Anhao gritted her teeth and bore the weight on her shoulders, yet she could not push the man off. The man sprawled over her had a body hard as iron, his hands locked tightly around her waist, all of his weight pressing down on her. Sweat had already broken out on her forehead, and beads of sweat were also gathering at the tip of her nose.

A frigid wind of ice swept past. The crowd stirred awake, but by the time they realized the ice spikes behind them, it was already too late. With soft thuds, two disciples fell to the ground and did not stir.