Chapter 66 Neighborhood Committee Mediator

The fork-tailed drongo is a linguistic genius, capable of mimicking the calls of other birds. When bird-eating raptors approach, the drongo mimics the calls of other birds to warn them, protecting species with which it has no competitive relationship. Viewed in this light, the drongo's nature is actually quite kind.

Xu Ying squatted down and asked the meerkats, "The drongos have been cooperating with you for so long, and yet they've only recently started sounding false alarms. Don't you find that strange?"

Hearing this, the indignant meerkats exchanged glances.

Most Awakening-God abilities possess only a single characteristic. For instance, the Blacksmith's ability can manipulate metal, but cannot transform any part of his own body into metal. Golden Hand, however, is the exact opposite.

The hundreds of thousands of celestial soldiers and generals were no match for the avatars. Had Jun Muyan not held back and ordered her avatars not to take their lives, the ground would already be covered in corpses.

While overseeing the battle from below, Li Damu also witnessed Ren Yi's exceptionally flamboyant sword strike. He surmised that he would most likely be unable to defeat it.

Thinking of the medicinal field in the netherworld, Zhu Yanyan said to Yan Aohan, "The medicinal field in the netherworld needs to be expanded, and the varieties planted need to be enriched as well." As soon as these words fell, Zhu Yanyan felt a tremor in her cardiac meridian, and she actually advanced to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

Yu Sheng offered an awkward smile and did not take up the conversation. He certainly could not tell Gao Jian that because this matter might involve an Awakening-God, and because the Blacksmith was lazy, he had been sent out to scout ahead.

After a day of practice, Ren Yi followed Dian Wei to the side room to assist him and prepare the medicinal bath.

No matter how famous they were within the spirit rewards, it was impossible for them to contend with the Demon Blade, which had the Emperor's Palace backing it.

"Didn't she lose all her abilities? Now that she merely possesses ten thousand years of cultivation, she can unleash such terrifying power?" Mu Xi looked at Elder Wu, who had been frozen into an irrecoverable block of ice, feeling truly somewhat panicked.

The Divine Temple and the God Clan were locked in an irreconcilable feud, which was why he chose to enter the Divine Temple to conceal his identity; that way, no one would discover him.

Both lateral movement and maneuvering had reached their limits. After landing, they chose not to resume battle immediately, but instead concentrated on protecting themselves from being accidentally injured by the meteor shower they had created.

Previously, it was impossible to see due to the lack of light, but now that there was illumination, it turned out her cell phone had fallen near the wall.

"What? You want to enter my body? That simply won't do! You are so powerful; if you were to enter your subordinate's body, wouldn't my body just burst apart?" Sixth Uncle said in terror, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He simply did not dare look at the statue, fearing that the other party would discover his abnormality.

The innkeeper's eye twitched subtly. He thought to himself that it was just as rumors had it—this Young Master Gao was an absolute stingy miser. To deal with Old Man Yang, the thugs hired by their inn were more than enough; why on earth would they need Young Master Gao to make a move?

On the broad avenue, figures were numerous. Three days later, they had to attend the banquet. Going or not going didn't really matter—that was how Duyuan saw it, but Guyue did not think the same way.

Suddenly, Zet found that the flickering of the flames had stopped. It seemed time had been frozen once again.

Duyuan, Prefect Wan Zhonghong, and their entourage strode to this spot. In the distance, the outpost of the garrison still maintained strict vigilance, coordinating all movements and preparing for all military maneuvers.

"Oh, what is this?" Suddenly, Li Xin caught sight of a piece of sheepskin on the old man's stall. It was tattered and very old, bearing some markings upon it. The markings were no longer very clear, but they could still be discerned.

As if parched land encountering water, it drank it in ceaselessly, and his primordial spirit slowly began to undergo a metamorphosis. Very naturally, amidst this wondrous state, it advanced naturally, and his spiritual cultivation slowly increased. Although the speed was slow, its strength lay in the fact that it never stopped, improving at every single moment.

"Haha, it's no matter. Since you're already here, just stay and play for a few more days. As for me, I might have some business to attend to tomorrow and won't be able to accompany you around. However, I'll have someone take you around this area, and if you need anything, just give the word," Eagle Brother said with a smile.