Volume 1, Chapter 47: You'd Better Not Touch Me Again

A flash of rage crossed Elder Qi's eyes, and he immediately raised his hand to instruct the driver to turn around so he could go back and have a showdown with Si Ye. However, just as his hand was raised—

Taking a deep breath and trying her best to keep her hands from shaking, Zhang Jingjing reached the tweezers inside, grabbed the fish bone, and slowly pulled it out.

Only then did Wang Chunhua recount how Li Jianming had approached her to make amends. Zhang Jingjing, much like Wu Ni, was utterly disgusted. How narcissistic could this man possibly be? Did he really think he was some sort of prized catch? Did he expect Wang Chunhua to be endlessly grateful just because he changed his mind?

Xuantian Ji launched a sneak attack on Zhou Li, little knowing that within a radius of one thousand meters around Zhou Li lay the zone where the Three-Phase Shield possessed its optimal maneuverability.

The gravity around her had unexpectedly shifted, increasing her gravitational pull by a thousandfold and more.

Unaware that Ling Feng was acting abnormal, Xu Ya tried to shake him off, only to catch sight of two elongated shadows stretching under the light ahead, one of whom she recognized.

Though anger simmered in her heart, she could find no words of rebuttal, for she indeed remained at the bottom of the rankings with no noticeable improvement.

As expected, she was the sharpest one, flatly refusing the expedition team's request. For that, the other party even turned hostile, cursing her for being ungrateful and claiming that only a fool would turn down easy money.

Ye Fei thought to himself thoughtfully, then ran an experiment by putting the Ice Spirit Dragon into the Universe Ring.

Half a year had already passed since the Third Kazekage's disappearance. The Third Kazekage had most likely met with a mishap while away, and the Hidden Sand Village simply could not endure any more turmoil without a Kage.

Furthermore, he had been sent out as a pawn driven by others, clearly viewed by the numerous leaders as a dispensable piece with little status.

The expression on Beitang Hongmei's face shifted abruptly, instantly replaced by intense hatred mingled with astonishment.

Just as he was about to ask the Bull Demon King about the casualties among the demon clan, he suddenly noticed the man in Hu Mei'er's arms looked inexplicably familiar no matter how he stared at him.

Before his eyes, light and shadow shifted and space warped. Mo Wuque began his transit, and the very concept of spacetime began to blur with him at its center.

However, making a young man who loved to show off—especially one fond of dyed hair—wear a chef's hat that covered his flowing locks was clearly a very difficult task.

Yet her outward composure was merely a facade. Deep down, she knew full well that once the foe truly pounced, she and her younger brother would likely meet the same fate as the Lin family, slaughtered by the Wolf-Head Ghost Deity without a shred of doubt.

Yue Wuxin's lips curled into a harsh sneer as the rusted black sword beneath his feet shrieked shrilly and, with a violent tremor, shot away into the distance.

The powerful entities secretly observing from Kuoh Academy wailed inwardly: since when had power become so worthless in this world that even a mere academy professor possessed such overwhelming might?

Realizing this as well, Lin Hui broke out in a cold sweat. The shout he had just let out had been exceptionally loud, and by his estimation, anyone within a radius of two hundred feet would surely have noticed.

Subsequently, Ye Haoran released the Five-Elements Wood Spiritual Root. The moment it attempted to flee, he instantly projected a spiritual root needle, completely eradicating its nascent sentience. It was naturally difficult for an object born of heaven and earth to develop sentience, but for the sake of the greater good, he had no other choice.

"Yuanhua," Chongzhen bypassed the guilt-ridden Yuan Chonghuan who was staring fixedly at the floor, and addressed Sun Yuanhua first.

Although Ebony Maw belonged to a physically robust race, it was only natural that he could not withstand this burst of gamma radiation.

The pocket watch possessed a dark-iron-colored casing, its dial adorned with dizzying symbolic motifs that were half-orderly and half-chaotic.

Enhanced by that unknown deity, the staff was suffused with a twisted silver-white aura. The entire staff stretched to the height of an entire dimensional universe, radiating a bizarre and eerie glow.

"What the master says is right. Whoever stands as an obstacle to my path to higher realms is an enemy to both you and me." With the matter settled, Bian Shiling cupped his hands to indicate his understanding.

Yet upon meeting the gazes of Tao Xi and Jian Shiming, she still felt a flutter of cowardice; after all, one was a county princess and the other a provincial scholar—neither of whom she could afford to offend.

Su Ang understood the gravity of the situation. She was no longer human, a reality she could not accept. Desperate to flee for her life, she forced all four limbs to work, trying to escape.

Tao Xi handed the clothes to Jian Shiming, and Jian Shiming tacitly refrained from asking questions, though Jian Shiming did not forget to give instructions.

Surrounding several large, burned-out tile-roofed houses were throngs of commoners. Laid out before them were thirteen charred corpses, burned beyond all recognition. Vaguely, Wang Yanyu and Li Sisan could be seen hiding behind the broken bricks and ruined walls.

Sheriff Klein looked left and right, then heaved a deep sigh and said, "Sigh, to be honest, I find it hard to believe it was her either. After all, I've never encountered such a foolish poisoner before, but the pressure this case is putting on me is simply too immense."

"Very well, from now on you are the operations staff officer of the Fifteenth Army." Kabe Saburo nodded, then waved his hand grandly, instantly promoting him to operations staff officer.

The shifting of time seemingly shortened the duration of their stay here, yet it brought them little joy.

Planetary bodies—the very natural worlds upon which they depended for survival—could actually be created by someone on a whim. No wonder the Sage of Six Paths was revered as a "Sage" and hailed as the ancestor of ninja.

Later on, not daring to venture into the mountains anymore, the old hunter began moonlighting as a barefoot doctor, gradually learning to treat ailments like headaches and common colds.

The overall layout of the base aligned with the mountain range, running northeast-southwest. Its center was naturally the Returning Sea Restaurant, radiating outward from there. The street where the restaurant stood served as the central avenue, roughly dividing the base into northwest and southeast sectors.

Yet her eyes were exceptionally pure and clear, filled entirely with care and joy as she looked at the surrounding onlookers; there was not the slightest trace of ruthlessness.

This time, Cao's camp mobilized fewer than 100,000 troops, whereas Ma Teng and Han Sui, despite suffering some casualties, still commanded a combined force of 250,000 to 260,000 men.

Yet for some reason, everyone present felt an unprecedented sense of ease, as if the heavy fog before their eyes had been completely swept away in this very moment.