Chapter 59

Lin Feng pointed at the Martial King piloting the aircraft, noting that the fellow was a control-type awakener, though whether he possessed other awakening traits remained a mystery.

Trusting her judgment, I asked no further questions and turned my gaze toward the scenery outside the car window, only to notice something amiss with the sunset glow at the edge of the horizon.

Because their spiritual senses were connected, there was not the slightest delay; the phantom directly entered Mu Feng's sea of consciousness.

However, only one had appeared while the other was nowhere to be found, naturally causing Zhao Zhen to grow vigilant.

Wang Jing also realized that Jin Laifeng truly had no intention of accepting the money, which made her feel even more ashamed of her insincere probing.

Perhaps the passion for heated competitive gaming is etched into the bones of young men; at the mention of football, many male gamers' eyes lit up.

The world is full of wonders, and perhaps there are rare cases of genetic mutation where a male cat carries an XXY chromosome combination and sports multicolored fur, but such cats are incapable of reproduction.

Entering the city had been too sudden earlier, leaving her without pigments or tools, so a few days ago Jia Furong had specially sent someone out to purchase them.

After giving us a few words of instruction, Uncle Chen took those banknotes to the back courtyard, muttering about tinkering with something.

This was a temporary area set up for various physicians to practice acupuncture and decoct medicine. All major transport routes inside and outside the city had been blockaded, and the medical halls within the city were already packed to capacity. With nowhere else to go, other patients could only be brought here.

Just as I finished bantering with Aogu over there, Aogu had already begun deploying tactics with over a hundred members of the Ao family.

Shortly after, a hazy sensation washed over me as my hands and body began to undergo changes, seemingly growing larger along with my head, while my entire physique expanded.

"While they are engaged in internal strife, I can enjoy a moment of leisure—truly a rather pleasant indulgence." Energy Boy drove his energy sword deep into the volcanic rock and half-reclined upon a bed formed entirely of pure energy. An energy bed? That was simply too bizarre and formidable.

"Who on earth are you, daring to slaughter the disciples of my Heavenly Thunder Sect? Have you grown tired of living?" The Master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect watched as numerous disciples in the mountain gate were blasted and injured, pointing and cursing at Tang Yan and the others.

Su Xiaoling followed closely behind him, walking toward the man in green. From the initial reactions of Eldest Sister and Ma Nanshan, she vaguely guessed that this person must be the newly appointed magistrate, Ma Dahaishu, though she could not fathom why he wanted to see her in private.

Having learned from their previous clumsy experiences, the group tacitly switched up their output mode, taking turns to draw the Ice Domain Lord's aggro. Aside from Ruojia, who was exclusively tasked with healing and had more than enough self-preservation skills, the remaining three all took on this role.

My mind went blank. Tianlin asked me what that meant; if I didn't trust Tianlin, why would I allow Jinzi to stay by my side? If I didn't trust Tianlin, I wouldn't have shared my food with her the very first time we met. If I didn't trust Tianlin, I would have died in the heavenly tomb long ago.

Finally, we beheld the true form of the White Poplar King—a colossal behemoth standing like a pillar supporting the heavens, measuring seventy to eighty meters in diameter right before our eyes.

"Qingwan, you should rest," Helian Chenxuan said softly. Her appearance seemed somewhat fragile, filling them with deep concern.

Subsequently, I felt that this possibility wasn't particularly high; if that were truly the case, Fatty should have spoken up. Of course, a fraction of a possibility still remained, for after all, we were not Fatty, and even if he wished to conceal something, we would have no way of knowing.

It was only later, because Ruizhu's mother served the Elder Heshelei with utmost dedication and the Elder Heshelei gave birth to a son not long after marrying Tong Guowei, and seeing that Ruizhu's mother caused no trouble and was honest and loyal, that she had been married off to Tong Guowei's chief steward.

Emperor Kangxi was currently attending court and thus unaware of this news. Liang Jiugong had accompanied Kangxi to court as well, leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation without an acknowledged head. Consequently, the various stewards of the hall were extremely flustered, unsure whether or not they should go inform Kangxi.

Naturally, to conceal his true intentions, whenever he invited her out, he conveniently invited the entire film crew along.

Upon entering the estate and meeting Prince Rong Suhehai and Heir Yinzhen, Heshen finally understood what was happening. The two men before him, wearing extremely grim expressions, had ordered the arrest of everyone serving the Heir's consort.

"Gege, it's time to pay our respects to the master and mistress," Chuncao said after helping Yunyao dress.

"Well, I have a suggestion: instead of dragging this out, why not make it all public?" Xu Qingyun said.

Caiyu's joyful voice carried outward, startling the others within Yongshou Palace. Li Dezquan pulled two imperial physicians inside, and the moment they crossed the threshold, he repeatedly urged them forward to diagnose the patient.

Collaborating from within and without with an elder of the Muxu Palace, the hidden group finally launched their attack on the Muxu Palace a year later.

He was the son of an ordinary merchant from Nanxuan and currently just a regular outer disciple. However, due to his exceptional talent, he had stood out brilliantly during the new disciple entrance trials and continued to display remarkable results, making him currently the most popular candidate for inner disciple.

Hence, Jinling cradled Ah Xue in her arms, came to the tree in the courtyard, and sat at the stone table waiting for Wuyou to return.

Before his voice faded, his palm traced a semicircle in front of him and then pushed effortlessly toward the sky.

For some reason, such a beautiful fiery sunset looked startling and jarring to the eyes of Su Shinge in that moment. She had never found the color red to be so blinding and searing.

Sheng Xiuyi bade her rise. Raising her gaze, Dongyuan noticed fine beads of sweat on his forehead and slightly disheveled temples, making him look like someone who had undergone strenuous exertion.

Su Shinge glanced at Su Qingxue beneath the tree. She saw her brow serene, her cheeks faintly pink, and long curled eyelashes casting delicate shadows beneath her eyes, as if she were sleeping profoundly.

Amidst a cold snort, Chu Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with monstrous killing intent, and with a flick of his right hand, the Yellow Springs roared. A single shriek pierced the air as the man was directly reeled into the surging river of the Yellow Springs.

The giant spider emitted a terrifying screech, swinging its two massive legs from either side, while its body shifted slightly to evade.

"Company gathering," I typed out four words, then hesitated and deleted them, re-editing the message: "How I spend my time is none of your business. You and Han Fei just focus on living well," before sending it off.