Chapter 55 Making an Abacus

The young girl skipped around the courtyard, pacing back and forth while muttering to herself about her general plans for the near future.

Su Changleng looked at her exceptional excitement and could not help feeling a slight sense of helplessness: "...Miss Cheng, you really don't need to be in such a rush."

"Eh?" Cheng Yingxue was immensely surprised. "Master, how can one not be in a rush when it comes to matters of cultivation and commerce?"

"Because having nothing more than raw cultivation and state of mind is not enough; if you do not learn some other practical skills to rely upon, when you encounter—"

"Brother Feng, there is no need to be so courteous. I have stayed and imposed upon your noble clan for quite some time, so doing a little something in return is only right," Lu Yu replied.

Qi Shaodong gritted his teeth and struck once more. This time, the force behind the blow was considerably greater than before, and the sound of the slap landing sharply against his face was clearly audible.

"Stop acting the fool! The house is on fire!" Anzi was not afraid of fossils, but he feared there might be something wrong with the Jade Within Gold given by the Crimson Tribulation.

Ye Haochuan actually had a boat, but just as he was about to take it out, a sudden stroke of inspiration hit him, and he produced a submarine instead.

Chen Yushan was blushing fiercely. This bastard had actually made her swallow that disgusting thing just a moment ago, and even had the audacity to call it a great tonic—did he have to be so shameless?

Though Yaya was too young to know better, uttering such words right in front of Xuanxuan would inevitably cause Xuanxuan some distress; that was certain.

Dabu Shuiyun's heart was pounding. With one hand gripping her sword hilt tightly and the other steadying herself against the room's wall, she slowly inched toward the window.

"Damn it, you actually launched a sneak attack!" I roared angrily, my body shifting swiftly to the side! Missing its target completely, the red lion let out a furious roar, and behind it, a massive red phantom gradually materialized. Gazing at the phantom, I couldn't help but start—it was actually a Suanni! It seemed this fellow must be a descendant of the Suanni.

The sword body vibrated slightly as if it had come to life, radiating brilliant light for a moment while sending ripples spreading through the air.

With a miserable shriek, Anzi clenched his bloody teeth and desperately forced himself to stay standing without falling. He immediately detached his weapon case, exhausting the very last ounce of his strength, vowing to eliminate the threat once and for all.

That kind of reckless disregard for life and death was something neither Hua Han nor Hua Hualie—pampered by their adoptive father—possessed. They lost ten percent of their momentum right from the start, so Hua Han lacking such backbone was entirely natural.

"Many thanks, Senior Brother," Nangong Changfeng said with a gentle nod of gratitude. Afterward, the guiding disciple immediately hurried back to the main gate to resume his watch and night duty.

"Also, look! They even specifically asked me to bring this one for you," Tian Nuanyu said, picking the red rose from among the petals. She stood up, walked to the old woman's side, and tucked the rose into the hair bun coiled at the back of her head.

Ever since witnessing Ma Tiancheng's true strength, almost everyone looked at this rising star in a completely different light. Everyone regarded Tiancheng as the undisputed choice for the new Chief Senior Disciple of the third generation of the Fighting Heaven Sect, treating him with utmost reverence.

The move just now was no magical art, but simply the use of Mind-Peeping to manipulate intent for an attack—in other words, a mental shock. It required no technique, with the sole prerequisite being that Mind-Peeping had to be cultivated to the realm of perfection. Tiancheng naturally met this condition now, and thus the invisible blow succeeded effortlessly.

"There's no need. There's nothing much happening tonight, so nobody needs to stay and keep me company. Yuxin, you've already worked hard enough taking care of me during the day. You should go home and sleep tonight; the sofa here is too soft and you aren't used to it. You'll sleep much more comfortably at home," Tian Nuanyu looked at Mu Yuxin and said hurriedly.

A bright yellow figure flashed before his eyes like a ray of light, causing his breath to hitch momentarily.

Just as Nangong Changfeng was consoling Zhong Xingyun, several harsh, raucous cries echoed down from the snow-covered cliff peaks looming high above their heads.

This world was different from the Eight Desolations; the Eight Desolations were dominated by humans, whereas this world was ruled by ferocious beasts and spirit beasts, whose strengths were relatively comparable.