Volume 1, Chapter 32: Misfortunes Never Come Singly for the Second Branch
One-eyed Old Zhou had only one eye, so his gaze was direct and unwavering. With his outstretched finger, everyone in the classroom turned their heads in unison to look.
To describe it using a song that Accelerator once heard after coming to this world: “Keep it simple when you speak, omit the escalating emotions, you’re not an actor, don’t script those scenes.”
“War?” Lance caught onto the word, hoping to glean some information about relics from Ashura.
“Oh dear, Sister Li Luo, I’m not married yet, you can’t just call me that,” Yun Ruoyan blushed once again. Although she had been married once in her previous life, this time felt like the very first, filling her with nervousness and shyness.
The old man dared not delay even a moment longer. Now too weak, any threat could cost him his life, so he hurriedly controlled his body to descend.
“The last troop responsible for clearing this area must have missed something. Generally, a seventh-rank leader wouldn’t appear here, at most fifth-rank—unless it managed to hide during previous purges,” Sha Lang said grimly.
Assigning a maid to watch over her, Su Li’s nine sect butlers arranged everything needed: funeral clothes and a coffin were ready, waiting for Yu Zhu to awaken so they could send him off properly—placing him in the coffin and burying him early the next morning.
However, Lance silently recited the Heart Sutra, averted his gaze, and pulled a blanket over the unconscious Priscilla.
Lin Ling shook his head, dissatisfied with his ability to manipulate objects. He immediately cleared his mind, focused on controlling the object, and swung his hammer again.
Long ago, atop the Green Sea, sixteen demon kings sat in a circle. Zi Fei suddenly appeared, awakened the ancestral god, and declared that Li Xiu would come again in the future.
The monk’s face was full of terror, like a frightened quail, shrinking back and sitting on the ground timidly.
Although he couldn’t learn specific techniques, Liu Chengfeng’s fundamentals were very comprehensive, and through his diligent efforts, his progress was astonishing.
Lang Xiao did not delay either and hurriedly ushered Rui Xi into the inn, offering fine tea, wine, meat, and food. Unexpectedly, after just one cup of tea, Rui Xi lost consciousness.
—
As they walked, their overwhelming presence suppressed the entire scene. Many beasts hid in the shadows, unwilling to appear, while others stood atop large stones, glaring fiercely at the three thousand white-clad figures.
“Of course not. If a female beast doesn’t want to pair with a male yet keeps staring at his beast form and body, that’s irresponsible behavior and prosecutable as harassment in court,” Mo Chen said sternly.
Mo Dou’s hand turned claw-like, seizing Li Jie’s head. Summoning all the soul power he could muster, he crushed Li Han’s skull with force.
Such actions are common among great families or powerful organizations. Not all heterodox beings are despised by humans. Humans treat strong, amicable heterodox beings with considerable respect. More often, it’s mutually beneficial—helping humans consolidate their status in exchange for faith or even more.
An Lang stood to fetch a bowl of milk porridge for An Tiantian but froze when he saw Mo Chen enter carrying a thermal container.
“Is Dan Weizi your wife?” Jing Sheng Susu recalled the ring marks on Dan Weizi’s hand.
She asked Zhi Yue the reason, and Zhi Yue vaguely replied that the Phoenix Divine Tower forbids it.
Before her doubts were resolved, she saw her handsome CEO rush out anxiously from the exclusive elevator. His worried expression was rare, leaving many in awe and causing them to wonder if this was really their famously cold CEO.
Though unwilling in her heart, Xue Pin had to admit the overwhelming aura of strength emitted from Xiao Jinyan—more terrifying than her own father.
Watching that slender figure retreat, Gu Xiaoqing’s smile slowly faded, leaving only hatred in her eyes.
Of course, Shi Tian was also left uninvolved, as everyone knew he was a sixth-rank mutant. Since Shi Tian declined to participate, they wouldn’t invite him.
“I want to ask, is there anyone else in Youyou’s family?” Cheng Zheng suddenly asked about Han Youyou’s relatives, surprising Xu Rongrong slightly.
Though now aware of her biological parents, they had passed away eighteen years ago.
—
Undoubtedly, her transformation into Guanyin to sow discord within the pilgrimage was merely a direct insult to Guanyin and an indirect disgrace to Tathagata.
Song Qingxiang stepped back while Xie charged forward. The gap was immediately apparent; after advancing just over twenty meters, Xie’s energy was completely depleted, forcing Xiao Chen to take over.
His suggestion might not be the best, but it was the most effective option for her at present and the only one she could choose.
Ye Cangsong’s eyes blurred, his spiritual energy utterly spent. Relying solely on his physical strength and combat experience, he fought fiercely. After defeating one wave of enemies, countless more swarmed in, each with glowing green eyes and savage ferocity.
For ten entire weeks, the film’s final box office reached $3.1 billion—truly the highest ever, excluding inflation. With an investment of $360 million, the nearly tenfold return was astonishing.
The jade token’s world was vast, matching the range of his divine consciousness, a sensation that intoxicated him utterly.
Zeng Rou knew that given her status, it was impossible for her son to inherit Zheng Chenggong’s position, so she steadfastly kept her duty.
Though this drug could cause thyroid enlargement, it also had a peculiar antagonistic effect against certain bacteria.
“Who in the Zhengtian Alliance doesn’t know you? With your status supporting it, how could the royal Xingtian not be implicated?” Tan Lang retorted.
Of course, this benefit was limited to the Xuan Yin class students. The Huang Yin class students nearby seemed automatically overlooked, watching their energized peers with envy or jealousy, shaking their heads in resignation.