Chapter 65 She Does Not Understand Her Master

Zhou Yan glanced at the stats of the Frost Armored Demon and made a brief comparison, feeling that they matched up quite well with the sensation he experienced during the battle.

Aside from trivial family matters, they were discussing various methods to sneak into other clans' ancestral tombs in order to find a richer concentration of nether energy.

As soon as he said this, a sudden sense of incongruity welled up in Yu Ren's heart. The old man before him was a martial artist devoid of the slightest trace of spiritual energy, yet he held cultivators in complete contempt—could he truly be considered a mere mortal?

What she did not know, however, was that Zhao Chunlan had already begun spreading rumors in their social circle that she had gone mad, claiming that Ning Chu had lost her mind after the divorce, not only treating her with discourtesy but also attempting to resort to violence.

Zhao Hu struck the shelf with an indignant fist, causing the fragile structure to sway violently and nearly collapse.

However, recalling what Jiang Churan had said, this might very well be a blessing in disguise. The presence of these police officers could indirectly help protect Lin Jiancheng and ensure his safety, preventing Zhao Zhao from exploiting this loophole to commit murder.

He quickly shifted his gaze toward Feng Wuxiang, only to see the handsome and dashing man moving with a formless and terrifying footwork technique, weaving effortlessly through the combined assault of six opponents without showing the slightest sign of pressure.

Feng Nan stood up and performed a few stretches and warm-up exercises, keeping herself in optimal athletic condition to ensure she would not twist her ankle during strenuous movement and compromise her escape speed later.

All five students, including Grandpa Wei, beamed with radiant smiles as they stood up one after another, bowing deeply to Lian Fenghuo while showering him with endless expressions of gratitude.

Xu Qiangwei stayed inside to accompany her for a while, feeling the unbearable agony of her contractions firsthand, and offered words of comfort by her side to distract her attention.

As they drew closer, Ling Feng noticed several massive space airships ahead. The one in the center was extremely luxurious, yet it was tightly surrounded by seven or eight dilapidated airships.

Even with someone leading the way the entire time, Dong Ru felt as though she had walked for a very long time before finally reaching her husband's residence, Fufiao Courtyard.

The two stood guard outside the room for an entire day. Xiao Lang urged Tang Yun to go back inside and rest, but Tang Yun merely shook her head. Setting aside whether the person inside was her biological father, his very identity made it impossible for her to simply return to her quarters and rest with peace of mind.

"I've set my sights on the territory of your White Cloud Sect. Dissolve the White Cloud Sect immediately, or else I shall slaughter every last one of you." Huang Qingyi sneered, though inwardly he felt puzzled, unable to fathom Ye Mo's intentions.

"Thank you." There were too many words of gratitude, but in the end, these two were all Han Wei could offer—his most sincere thanks. When Lin Xue had left a note promising to help if anything arose, he had thought it was just a joke, never expecting her to render such monumental assistance. Had it not been for her, whether Old Zheng was dead or alive would still be an unknown.

In the gardens of the Marquis of Anqing's estate, all kinds of flowers were blooming brilliantly, presenting a breathtaking and magnificent tapestry of colors.

Despite saying this, he rushed out of the room at the very first moment, telling Lu Tao to drive him to the Qingquan Grand Hotel.

Lian Yufeng paced back and forth in front of Tang Yun like a madman driven to the brink of desperation.

"Anhao, are you alright!" Qiao Xue finally found Xu Anhao washing up in the washroom. After inspecting her thoroughly from head to toe to ensure she had suffered no harm, she let out a heavy sigh of relief. She then glanced out toward the hallway, and seeing no one else there, a look of puzzlement crossed her face.

Duke Joseph and several nobles watched the replayed magic projection in the war room, remaining silent for a long time. For them, this expedition was also a high-stakes gamble, and to eradicate a terrifying rising rival, they were willing to pay a heavy price.

"過Praise is undeserved; it's simply that you Bio-Ghosts aren't very articulate." Sun Yan curled the corner of his lips into a faint smile and retorted.

Yang Fan casually made arrangements before strolling leisurely toward the lakeside, admiring the scenery while waiting for the children to return.

After Xu Yuan spoke thus, Milan Yu did not respond. Her gaze involuntarily followed that tall figure all the way to the end of the street until he vanished from sight.

"Report, Chief. I don't know where I lost," Sergeant Zhou saluted crisply and asked in a loud voice, being a straightforward man who always spoke his mind.

Even the massive paws of the Black Underworld Turtle were forcefully halted mid-air by this five-element barrier, unable to descend.

"Then, you should all stand by here for now." Looking at the armed police officers behind him, he knew that despite their resourcefulness and bravery, the thick stench of blood hanging heavily in the air was enough to tell them this was no place to overreach themselves. Nodding in agreement, they immediately set up a defensive perimeter right where they were.

The Dean stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window at the cloudy sky. The previously clear and bright weather had somehow gathered thick, rolling banks of dark clouds, as if the heavens shared humanity's heavy-hearted mood.

A flash of fire erupted from the Fire Demon King's mouth, this time targeting the largest group of disciples from the Lin family.

A wave of scorching heat surged frantically forward, and the golden dragon flames rolled in like a tidal wave, blotting out the sky.

In the depths of his mind, he seemed to see a figure plunging from a sheer cliff... alongside the endless sea of fire on the opposite side of the abyss, burning villages, splashing blood... and two blades piercing through throats and chests.

Filiang Yan turned and went to the back, returning shortly with a package and a wallet which he placed on the counter. Shi Yi immediately recognized them as her own possessions and reached out to grab them, but Liu Renshan snatched them away first.

"After you and Mom divorced, I tried for so many years to salvage our father-son relationship. It was you who abandoned me, and ending up like this today is nothing less than what you deserve," Xiao Menglou said without yielding an inch.

"But, General, what if the military tribunal..." Andrei's tone turned anxious for the very first time.

"I think... perhaps everyone should consider Taina's proposal and immediately evacuate to the mainland for refuge," Chairwoman Esmeralda said softly.

Yao Cheng was startled, then quickly glanced down at his attire and hurriedly bowed to plead guilty: "Forgive me, Your Majesty. This humble commoner was pressed by urgent circumstances, but my heart holds not the slightest disrespect for the imperial grace. I pray Your Majesty discerns the truth!" He had personally gone out of the city to search for Yao Ruolan; with yesterday's rain turning the outskirts into a morass of mud and water, he had inevitably ended up in this disheveled state.

"Bring Imperial Concubine Yang down to me! If there is even the slightest mishap again, none of you will need to keep your heads!" Jin Rui said through clenched teeth, pronouncing each word with lethal precision.

Shi Yan crashed to the ground, staggering back a few steps before finally steadying himself. Seeing that he was standing and seemed relatively unharmed, the onlookers breathed a collective sigh of relief. Yet what use was a temporary respite? Did not the battle have to continue? At this rate, was Shi Yan not destined to die here after all?