Volume One, Chapter 48: The Befuddled Father in the Period Novel, Part 11

Chu Min got married two years ago. Word had it that after graduating from the health school, she returned to City R, and her eldest aunt pulled some strings to get her a job in a top-tier tertiary hospital.

High above, the skeletal dragon-rider swooped down once more. Even knowing this monster might just be probing, Richard had no other choice but to hurl his battle-axe again. The standoff was maintained, but it obviously could not last long.

As soon as these words were uttered, the crowd fell into an awkward silence, wearing expressions of consternation, wanting to speak yet hesitating, as if enduring some indescribable discomfort.

Aylor shook his head helplessly. According to the records of the Mage Alliance, such monsters did indeed exist, and only specific magic or supernatural abilities could inflict damage upon them.

"Sect Master, that person unleashed the Sky-Piercing Radiance; surely he won't have much combat capability left in the short term!" a Supreme Elder reminded.

On her head she wore a blue cap, very much resembling the hat worn by Baldy Qiang from Boonie Bears, making her look ultra-cute.

Scanning across rows of commodities, Yin Hong's gaze finally settled upon a peculiar cultivation technique.

Her fans even chanted the slogan, "Down with the forces of evil!" It had to be said that brainless stans existed in every world, but having such fans belonged to him, which naturally made Luo Tian feel rather proud.

The reason was very simple: Huomei wanted to do Ayumi's makeup on the spot, which required space! Huoyi and Bingling were standing by to assist Huomei.

At the same time, this was also the reason why Qiu Jianrui was so eagerly desperate for a profound martial art, because relying solely on his current skills made it difficult to make a significant name for himself in the pugilistic world—at best, he would only reach the level of Yin Jiuxiong.

Yun Tian stared into her eyes, desperately wanting to know whether she truly did not know, or was merely pretending to be ignorant.

Walking up to a jewelry store, Liu Mo'er paused her steps. A complex expression gradually welled up in her eyes, and she slowly stepped inside.

The attitude of refusal must be clear and distinct, leaving the other party no illusions whatsoever, yet one must also be mindful not to cause psychological trauma.

After simply taking a few restorative pills, Hua Tian sat within the cave dwelling assigned to him, reviewing his harvest for the day. In a single day, Hua Tian had only managed to acquire three low-grade spiritual beasts.

The Great Sovereigns, Taboos, and others added up to seemingly a dozen or so. Coupled with Sovereign-level combat power and those of other realms, the entire dark vault of heaven was filled with their people.

However, contrary to Jiutian's expectations, there was a certain material that Jiutian could not find any information about online, no matter what.

This matter might have been extremely troublesome for other spiritual botanists, but for Jiutian, it was actually the easiest problem to resolve.

Once again, Yang Chang's stomach was filled to the brim with water, and then a single punch forced the water back out. By this time, Yang Chang was already limp on the ground, completely unable to move.

Chen Demin nodded in acknowledgment, hurriedly re-sterilizing the silver needles and handing them to Li Fan, cooperating with him to treat Liu's mother.

He explicitly pointed out that it wasn't that he couldn't bear to see others attaining enlightenment, but rather that there were divine substances left to contend for. If Qinchuan and the other two finished their enlightenment, wouldn't that mean handing this great fortune over to them on a silver platter?

Shen Qingyi, held tightly in his embrace, was slightly startled. Her chest pressed firmly against Quan Heng's, allowing her to clearly feel the strong and steady beating of his heart.

Now that Jiang Wei was also one of their own, he couldn't afford to be too biased; after all, Meng Xiu's actions still required Jiang Wei to keep watch.

However, although Lin Chao was not present, they had long been alerted by the deafening clamor of the rebel bandit army storming the city. Under the leadership of Deputy Commander Wu Xiang, everyone had grasped their weapons, ready to seize the opportunity and move at a moment's notice.

"A beauty trap? What is your brilliant scheme?" Murong Han let out an exclamation of surprise, instinctively turning his head to gaze at Yingtao standing quietly by his side—that flawless, stunningly breathtaking face.

Furthermore, they had cooperative ties with various sects, recruited numerous rogue cultivators of great strength, and possessed exceptionally vast connections.

"He's a virtual mechanic, isn't he? Is it really that exaggerated?" Wang Baifeng looked at the nanotech machinery before him, recalling the documents he had read. He had initially thought the reports merely exaggerated Liwei's combat prowess.

Zhangjia Dock, much like Taojia Dock in Chiping County, occupied a uniquely advantageous and fertile geographical location. A river flowed through its territory, boasting a highly developed and convenient irrigation and water system, surrounded by boundless fertile fields that were prime for establishing military agricultural colonies and drilling troops.

Yet now, although Qu Shangjin's reputation was growing increasingly prominent, his entire family had driven themselves into a dead end.

Yin Chuying opened the door, and what greeted her eyes was a kitchen even better built than the one she had improvised. In the courtyard were also wooden tables, chairs, and stools.

Her musical style was versatile, and she could play a variety of instruments. Such a talented person certainly possessed a strong personality.

The Dragon Battle God Temple was constructed along the mountainside of the Dragon Battle God, extending all the way up to the very peak of the Dragon Battle Peak. This was vastly different from the Sacred Concealment Temple, which was situated deep within an extremely secluded valley—a distinction determined by the differing characteristics of the two temples.

Lin Jia no longer restrained herself and burst into a flood of tears, as if pouring out all her worries and grievances along with the rolling torrent of tears.

Just as Wei Ran was feeling smug, Niu Zizong, who was being trampled beneath his feet, suddenly opened his mouth, and a stream of black smoke shot straight at Wei Ran's face. Wei Ran was completely unprepared this time and took the full brunt of it. Struck squarely, snot and tears poured uncontrollably from his face, leaving him to continue fighting us blindly in the dark.

Although Shangguan Yunmo was occasionally retorted by Chu Tianzuo, her prestige within the Rookie Legion was scarcely lower than that of Chu Tianzuo, the guild leader. At her single command, the managerial players of the Rookie Legion immediately took up orders, each organizing their respective squads in preparation for a fierce assault.

Ruomeng looked up at the starry sky, and the gentle breeze on the bridge at that moment brushed softly past, causing the hem of her skirt to sway gently from side to side. A ninety-degree tilt of her head was enough to prevent any liquid from falling due to gravity, but that did nothing to change the fact that she was deep in emotional remembrance.

However, this was merely the beginning; the greater contest lay ahead. Yang Mu had pinned all his hopes on Director Wang, believing that since it was a matter of mutual consent, the latter would surely pull out all the stops.

In a martial arts training ground located in the center of Wolong City, amidst the surveillance of tens of thousands of onlookers, Mu Gang, the foremost figure among the second generation of the Mu family and also Mu De's elder brother, wore a look of utter disdain as he spoke to Liang Chen, the gloomy-faced head of the Liang family standing beside him.

"Zhang Han, you did well. Leave the rest to me!" Yet, as if failing to hear Chen Mingjie's shout, Duan Chen merely turned, nodded approvingly at Zhang Han behind him, and said.

The next instant, caught in a massive suction force, Guan Feile felt his newly airborne body suddenly plummet, his speed slowing down drastically as a consequence.