Day 37

The embarrassment that had existed before the first day was swept away, replaced by the reverence of ten thousand people and the title of the greatest in history.

"Yuan" signifies the source, the origin of humanity. Using Qi as the meridians and blood as the vessels, one strengthens the source so that Qi and blood become inexhaustible, reaching even into the vast universe. It is the greatest, encompassing all, existing within one's life and deep within the self! Is it demonic to attack through martial arts, often striking the strong while the body is weak?

Seeing that this fierce psychological blow had taken effect, Lu Yu immediately pressed his advantage. The old man, in a state of collapse, blankly recounted everything from his infiltration ten years ago to the harvest he had reaped today.

This not only tests the strength and efficiency of the students from each academy but also serves to eliminate many bandits and curb their arrogant momentum.

"That is what I should be saying! Nero Claudius, if you do not wish to be scorched to nothingness by the holy fire of the Crimson Lotus, return at once to where you belong!" Jeanne d'Arc retorted, frowning.

Dong Shuqiang was taken aback, though he did not show it too clearly. He took out the bank card he had just obtained and paid for the goods.

Just as he was about to force it out, several sharp whistling sounds suddenly rang through the air.

Inwardly, she was anxious: That damn bastard! Why hasn't he come yet? Didn't we agree that I would lure this fool here? Did I remember the place wrong? Or is that bastard playing me? Does he just want me and this fool to destroy each other?

"Hmm..." Gongsun Zixian shook her head. "Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to discover me. As long as our realms are not too far apart, even in direct combat, these spirit beasts find it difficult to identify my true form."

Rarely possessing such leisure, Chu Feng took out the musical score from his bosom and began to appreciate it slowly. This was the *Xiao Ao Jiang Hu* melody he had requested from Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang out of gratitude.

Perhaps it was the effectiveness of the ointment Gong Shaoxie bought, but Xia Fangyuan felt the bruises on her body had faded slightly.

Although Qing Zhu was several tens of thousands of years old, her nature was remarkably simple. She believed whatever Mu Xifeng said, and at these words, her lingering unease vanished. She blinked her large eyes and began searching the alchemy room again to see if she could find any other "nourishing" pills that were not so potent.

Seeing Mu Xifeng suddenly enter, the mad Taoist’s eyes flashed with surprise, but the next moment turned to shock, for he could not perceive Mu Xifeng's cultivation! He could not even sense his aura! This left the mad Taoist, a god of incense for the Thousand Worlds, truly stunned.

I reluctantly agreed to Chuchu's request and sat in the chair for a while longer. Once I felt sufficiently recovered, I stood up, picked up Chuchu’s bag, and walked slowly to the door of the restroom.

"Better not go. Your teachers are probably afraid of seeing me! When I grant you home leave later, go by yourself," the old rogue said.

"Reporting to Your Highness, this packet of medicinal powder was indeed found by the two maidservants in Jin'er's room, and the guards can testify to it," the matron who had brought Jin'er in said, bowing her head.

"It is busy, but I remembered that I haven't finished eating that mooncake from the other day," Gao Haotian actually still had the heart to joke with her.

The massive sword light, over ten zhang long, hovering above Young Master Sword’s head, had fully formed. With a *whoosh*, it slashed down toward Li Yun and Ye Wumei.

That day, she was discussing the illustrations for the school newspaper with some seniors when she heard someone call out, "Tan Haichen." As she looked up, he had already entered, wearing light-colored jeans and a blue T-shirt, greeting them with a smile as if they were very familiar.

Therefore, Bai Fan believed that having Zhou Kun contribute a little energy for research should not be a big problem. If he refused, Bai Fan intended to reason with him quite thoroughly.

Ge Jun was also a man past fifty and had practiced martial arts much longer than Bu Fan. However, the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect excelled at close combat, and the Beggar Sect’s palm techniques could not exert much effect against Bu Fan’s agile footwork. Thus, they traded blows for dozens of rounds.

"First, you must never let him deal the cards. Second, you must make sure he becomes the landlord. Third, after he becomes the landlord, you must play with your cards face-up," Yang Jia said with a smile.

"I believe that before the match ends, what we should be thinking about is how to win. As for the significance of this match, that is something to discuss after it is over. Discussing the significance now is completely pointless," Hu Zhenqiang stated.

The vegetable seeds planted in the base were all brought back by the team led by Meng Hun. The cook in charge of the kitchen took great pains to care for these vegetables; although they could not guarantee that everyone in the base could eat them every day, they managed to provide fresh vegetables at least once every half month.

Moreover, the news of the Chief Law Enforcement Officer visiting Sunset City had spread like wildfire, and he had indeed personally met with a mysterious figure; it was just that no one expected it to be this young man.

"I advise you not to play card games like poker with my brother. Even if you have all four twos and two jokers, you might not win! Especially when he is on a team with Yun Luo," Yang Jia said, putting down the basketball magazine in his hand.

"Wow, you can tell just by his temperament that he is different from the others. Although his expression looks very calm, I can feel the aura of a king!" Liu Jinhe remarked.