Volume 1, Chapter 26: Grounding and Caning

Na véspera do Ano-Novo Chinês, congelou até a morte nas ruas; ao retornar, tornou-se famosa em toda a capital. Canção Triste de Sonho Ébrio 2231 words 2026-08-04 03:49:03

"I will not make this call unless you promise to let me go!" Wu Ben said firmly.

Chen Mofan felt a sense of relief after Jiang Yao gave her word, though he inwardly scolded himself for being overly narcissistic.

"Sigh, it's a long story. That guy is just too powerful; none of us are a match for him. Ma Jun, I advise you not to provoke him. He is a devil. None of us can afford to cross him," Yuan Quanbing said to Ma Jun with forced courtesy.

Ever since he had encountered those two students from Tiansheng Academy, Reno knew that these people were likely out for training.

What exactly is this child named Ren? I recalled the events of the past day, sorting them out in my mind and trying to list them as objectively as possible.

Li Jiu reported the events of the journey in detail, focusing particularly on the two most significant matters: Yan Mingtai becoming the adopted son of Lu Shou, and Zhang Quan of Guangning planning an assassination.

Liu Kexin fell silent, then said, "I understand. The evidence and everything else have been cleared away. I'm already on my way back." She hung up the phone.

After some further pleasantries, seeing that he could not extract any information from Wang Tiqian, Wei Si took his leave and returned to the Ciqing Palace.

"I admit that the Demon Fox King is indeed powerful, but can he truly help us sincerely?" Duan Sheng thought back to the battle on the stone stairway; the Demon Fox King had remained a mere spectator, and he likely would not have intervened at all had it not been for the critical moment.

You Sanmei did not want the Wanli Emperor to know that she was acquainted with this eunuch, so she did not say another word to Wei Si for the rest of the journey. The Emperor, however, kept telling Wei Si how wonderful their destination was and how marvelous the flute music of Miss Yang Liuliu would be.

As he set the food on a makeshift table, he explained his thoughts to Qin Mo.

Seeing so many people approaching their defensive perimeter, the soldiers of the Sword of Conquest Legion frowned and shouted coldly.

Despite the helplessness in her tone, her cold, stunningly beautiful face remained completely expressionless.

In an instant, he was not only dazed and disoriented but also saw stars, losing his ability to act.

If it were true, as the previous group had said, that the vines within would prevent wounds from healing, it would be a natural suppression for Jiang Yanzhi and Wen Ruochu, both of whom were already poisoned.

In this era, there was no need to ask; if a child was being beaten, they must have done something wrong. As for reasoning with them? Forget it—who had the spare time for that?

The Queen Mother was an ancient deity, nearly of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones. Jia Hui considered himself a junior, which did not diminish his status.

This was mainly to prevent her from becoming suspicious and wondering if he was still the original Qin Mo.

After winding through many turns, they lost count of the corners they had passed, and a gloomy lake appeared before them, with black mist swirling above the water.

She had her own work to attend to and could not delegate it; for several days, she had not been able to find the time to keep them company.

Boss Wu looked at him with eyes full of kindness, while the others laughed heartily, overjoyed. It was hard to tell if they were always this cheerful and boisterous, or if Yun Yang’s arrival had simply unleashed the laughter they had accumulated over many years.

People around them began to whisper. Although Liu Chu's movements were not exactly clumsy, stone-cutting usually started by grinding down from the outer rim; by cutting directly with a single stroke like this, Liu Chu risked damaging the jade.

Liu Chu remained expressionless. When the wooden chair entered within a yard of him, there was a crisp popping sound, and without warning, it disintegrated into wood shavings that drifted to the ground.

The momentum was surging, the scene was breathtaking—it lacked nothing but a soundtrack to be a blockbuster special-effects film. The immense heat even caused the temperature of the entire Tianci Academy to rise by several degrees.

Yin Tianji kicked off the ground and soared into the sky, overlooking a hundred miles of sea, taking in every transformation.

Liu Chu swept into the heavens and let out a long howl. Brilliant golden light burst forth, dyeing the entire sky in magnificent gold, and a dragon shadow a thousand meters long coiled around him.

"You guessed wrong. My friends wouldn't invite me to the Tan Family Private Kitchen," Xiong Linlin said with a smile.

Therefore, he stopped. He feared death—even if it were not a true death, the 99.9% realism could not be faked. He halted, looking at Su Yi with a sense of trepidation.

Many people learn about Brownian motion in middle school, knowing that molecules are in constant, ceaseless, irregular motion. However, controlling the direction of molecular movement is an extremely difficult task.

Yun Xiuxin, intrigued, tried to break the feather but could not. With a casual wave, without channeling any profound energy, it easily sliced a foot deep into a large tree.

The group sat idly in the grass by the stream, picking up pebbles and skipping them across the water.

Now that the plan seemed to have fallen through, Zhang Hao thought for a moment before he and Olivia got into the other party's car, following them to the gathering spot.

However, when Wayne finally saw the old man in the capital after a day's journey, he still could not suppress his astonishment.

Harvesting Atractylodes is relatively easy—you just dig the roots out with a hoe. But Yuanhu is more troublesome because its rhizomes resemble peanuts, with many nodules connected together. To harvest them completely, one must dig up all the soil around the roots.

This was a mountain village, not as poor or backward as one might imagine. There were multi-story buildings, electricity, and every household had a television and a telephone; some even had computers and internet connections.

"Check everything thoroughly! Don't let a single suspicious point slip by!" Tong Jian shouted, his anger yet to subside.

Zhou Xiaozheng said this, then smiled at his wife's skeptical look. Had he not been disbelieving himself when he first saw the report? It could only be said that his wife hadn't inherited that particular gene.

As the groom, Bai Kong had already left the East Li Kingdom, bypassed Northern Han, and settled in Xiao Yang City of Xia Shu.

It didn't matter what these people were planning; what mattered was that they were there. Even if they encountered danger, Zhang Hao had targets to divert the attention.

Seeing Baoyu and his group appear, the golden ape cheered and bounded up the mountain, as if running ahead to deliver the news.

Waving his hand to blast away a few demon soldiers, Qi Ying glanced coldly at Wang Qian. A flash of resolve crossed his eyes, and he suddenly channeled his martial energy, striking his own crown with his palm.