Chapter 76: Sorcerer 07

“No wonder the old master often complained about back pain when he was in the valley—it turns out this was the reason,” Ron muttered inwardly.

The task of escorting Shiroishi Rika, Yamamoto Ryoko, and Mayumi home was handed over to Aya Tachibana, who had a car. Xia Zhi did not bother to squeeze into the parking lot and, after watching them leave, planned to rest for a while. However, upon returning, he found Xia Meng sitting at the entrance, changing her shoes.

Bullets fired from his gun would accelerate several times. Similarly, any weapon or item he threw would become a terrifyingly lethal weapon. Even droplets of water he spat or gusts of air he expelled could turn into extremely powerful weapons.

“Everyone,” the Viscount leading the troops in the southern sector of Kodor continued, “I know that this battle has cost you dearly. Any losses that should be reported, I will make sure to report them.” At this, the officers whispered among themselves, nodding in agreement.

Gu Jincheng remained silent for a long time. He glanced at the office door, saw that the hallway was empty, and confirmed that Qiao Anqing had not yet returned from the restroom. Only then did his tense heart relax a little.

Katharina Deipen gripped her sword with both hands, holding it before her. The violent impact that followed nearly made her lose hold of the hilt.

“Excellent! Since this brilliant plan was devised by the three of you together, I’ll leave the matter to you. If you succeed, I will make sure to recommend you for commendation!” The smile finally lingered on Viscount Jeffrey’s face.

The elf was hugging the television, squatting at the bedside. Seeing Huang Bin awaken, it brought up a screenshot from the TV to show him.

“That was close! Luckily, I acted quickly!” Noticing a crack appear on the bone demon’s hand, Nie Yu pressed the bodhi leaf into his palm and struck the bone demon.

With a wave of his hand, the marshal summoned a dozen heavily armed soldiers from the supervision squad, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense.

The golden cube split into two, revealing two death tapes—one labeled Volume I, the other Volume II.

They had controlled the Nine Nether Platform for so many years, trying countless methods. “Look there!” a disciple cried out, pointing at the platform.

Moro, seeing Ye Xuan in this state, remained as cold as ever and then spoke.

Ye Xuan unleashed a palm strike, channeling all his immortal energy, which surged forth with an accompanying azure light.

At that moment, Ye Xuan’s expression shifted subtly, yet a smile appeared on his face. He squeezed the black demon orb, and several azure beams of light radiated from his fingers.

Chou hesitated, taking two steps downward, but failed to notice the terrain and stumbled.

Chu Qingfeng was the spokesperson for Shuiyun Bamboo. Now that Gao Yuling and Chu Tianxiao were semi-neutral, only Chu Qingfeng could stand up for Shuiyun Bamboo.

Mu Lingyu’s gaze was filled with despair. When did half a million become two million?

Lin Yi frowned and asked, though he honestly had no idea what this Icefire Fierce Python was.

“Let it go. We have plenty of time,” Xiao Fan waved his hand dismissively. Now that they were out, he thought it best to enjoy the customs and atmosphere of the celestial peaks.

Among the players, Yuan Xi recognized a few familiar faces but had forgotten their names; she could only smile and greet them politely.

Some guessed it was a monkey, others a squirrel, and some said it wasn’t a real animal at all, just Shen Wannian’s random creation to amuse everyone.

“Alright.” Wang Anran replied and stepped back a few paces to avoid getting hit by the ladder.

Behind was a warm reminder: if the item is an official zoo auction, bringing designated guests entitles one to a discount.

Yuan Xi had not hung up the phone yet when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She had never experienced this before but realized it might be contractions.

She listened to the endless QQ notification sounds from Huo Shiyan’s side and turned to look at him, meeting his gaze.

Chu Neng Group, Ancient Sword Distillery, and Deer Blossom Foods had no business dealings, but since they all belonged to Jiangcheng, Chu Qing knew them and couldn’t let them leave empty-handed.

Liang Suisui gazed out the ambulance window and saw Ye Huan deliver a fierce punch to Bo Chi’s face, whose wrists were shackled.

Feng Qingyuan’s voice was calm but carried a firm, stubborn resolve.

“Microphone?” The elderly woman didn’t understand why I wanted her microphone, but she handed it to me, saying, “Here you go.” I took it and thanked her with a smile.

“Hehe, it’s me. Seeing you safe puts my mind at ease!” Yao Beibei chuckled, the oppressive feeling from the tribulation gone after seeing Fan Tuan and the others.

Sensing the two pairs of eyes, the masked killer abruptly turned his head toward them. Though the distance made it impossible to discern his gaze, Chen Gang and Cai Baojian peeked just above the corridor railing, instinctively knowing he had spotted them.

She gave a cold laugh, rubbed her forehead, and showed a trace of fatigue.

Yet Bai Ziming was deeply worried: with the heavenly thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage plus the wood’s transformation ordeal, could Yao Beibei survive?

The setting sun cast its crimson glow over the entire Jingqiu Villa, making it even more mysterious. Lately, I’ve been feeling extremely tired, always waking from my nap only around four or five o’clock.

Wan Ningzhu entered the room sulkily, lay down with the maid’s assistance, and pondered a recurring thought: Why did the people of the Grand Preceptor’s household obey him as if he were the only authority, ignoring the emperor’s existence? Could it be that the Grand Preceptor of Nanwei had already surpassed the emperor in power?