Volume One, Chapter 102: Dating Which Wild Man?

These two matters seemed very simple on the surface, but in reality, they were far from it. The Yang family was not only adept at these two arts but had perfected them to an extraordinary degree—for the Yang family members, controlling water flow and transforming it into a solid-like form was an effortless task.

He wanted to ask more questions, but at that moment, a series of beeps came through the earpiece; evidently, the satellite phone connection had been severed. This left him speechless.

Meanwhile, Schoenheim was called aside by the chief referee for a private reprimand, though it seemed he had not received a yellow card, apparently.

Meng Xiran could hardly believe her ears—Qin Yuehan wanted to take her out? Wasn’t she forbidden from wandering about?

“So powerful; his Qi fist passed through his entire body, yet he didn’t even flinch,” a voice below expressed astonishment.

“Didn’t expect that? Then you should think carefully,” a cold voice retorted. Feng Lin struck directly, targeting the blood-eyed Xiahou Yuanrang. With those blood-red eyes, countless lives would perish under the hellfire, so it was better to neutralize him early on for peace of mind.

The middle-aged steward quickly located Steward Xiao, who had been knocked unconscious by Liu Chen’s kick.

After all, Lu Lin had undergone physical training, so his strength far exceeded that of Ye Sizhu; how could he let her escape so easily?

From the jumbled memories, Nangong Hao clearly sensed that the attack on the Half-Elf Village was not a spur-of-the-moment decision but a long-planned ambush.

Fortunately, Nangong Hao did not mind his guests being dazzled by the luxury of his base; after all, having one’s home so splendid as to bewilder visitors was a source of pride.

Fan Zhi suddenly felt an inexplicable chill behind him. When he turned to look at Jing Chuan, the latter’s eyes were icy cold, and the slight curve at the corner of his mouth sent a shiver down Fan Zhi’s spine.

Xiao Fan struck decisively. The man in purple tried to flee, completely lacking the will to fight. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so easily struck down by a single slap. Now, realizing it was over, he knew he was finished—the blow shattered his bones and muscles, ruptured his abdomen, and drained most of his combat power.

Han Bing hesitated at this point. Though what was said was true, she did not want to drag Xue Qianhuan into danger with her; if anything went wrong, she would be implicated.

He disliked the True Immortals intensely, but lacking their abilities, he could only watch helplessly as they flaunted their powers.

The second arena had started with such a formidable display that it naturally drew the attention of most cultivators in the stands. Witnessing the legendary “Myriad Phenomena Supporting Heaven Technique” manifest so terrifyingly provoked waves of astonished exclamations.

Liu Chong narrowed his eyes. Although there was moonlight, it was still night, making it hard to see the figures clearly. Yet Liu Chong had a feeling these were no ordinary individuals.

“Heh heh,” Ye Yanqing rubbed his nose, then turned back to Chen Chen’s room, telling everyone to disperse before leaving himself.

The Assault Camp was costly, which Liu Chong could accept, but within ten days, Gao Shun had eliminated thousands who failed to meet the standards. The camp’s strictness reminded Liu Chong of special forces training.

“What? You say this is the Flying Dragon Transformation?” Zhou Lu exclaimed in surprise, and not only he but the black-mole youth and Sun Hu also gasped. If true, it meant that Ye Yanqing was likely from the Flying Dragon Dynasty, and judging by their previous actions, there would probably be no survivors.

Still in shock, a sharp “crack” sounded, and suddenly, he felt the sting of a heavy whip lash across his body, pain piercing to the bone, as if his bones were being shattered.

On one side, three silently brewed medicine, while the Second Madam anxiously went to see Lord Pei, reporting on Ye Kui with a worried expression.

Now, Old Li was even more flustered, saying that the young man earlier mentioned a black mole on his face, and he guessed it was Tang Mazi, but that was merely a casual guess; he truly knew nothing else.

Hearing Huali’s words, many who had been inwardly resentful bowed their heads, as everyone understood the situation.

“Perhaps I have been unnecessarily worried,” Ye Fei thought on the ninth day, shaking his head. Yet the closer it came to the final moment, the less one could relax; a hidden dagger in the dark might strike a fatal blow when least expected.

“Eleven, you’re an immortal, aren’t you? How could you possibly fancy me?” the forty-year-old Snowy Garb woman said with self-mockery.

Li Xuzhi shifted slightly, signaling Xia Chiwan not to forget the physical reactions he was experiencing.

He still had to go home to cook, and also deliver meals up the mountain to Ming Jue, Ming Heng, and He Xiaochun. Those three probably wouldn’t descend before nightfall.

“That’s hard to say. Perhaps one day she will suddenly awaken and start anew—that’s not impossible,” Ye Kui smiled, his gaze falling on a camphorwood chest in the corner.

While she painfully carried his child, Xia Boran not only strayed but even let that wretched maid conceive.

If she weren’t clever enough to pass the tedious task of decocting medicine to Ye Kui early on, she herself would be the one suffering now.

He had some supplies on hand now, but with so many friends, if they saved carefully, they might last a few more months. Adding one more person like Zuo Tianming, honestly, he was reluctant.

“Our opponent fights in the dark while we stand in the open. Don’t confront him head-on,” Luo Xi warned from behind a pillar.

The young man stared fixedly at Uchiha Ci, incredulous at the impeccable folds of his Akatsuki robe, his face full of disbelief.

Brother Dao frowned thoughtfully, then made a more conspicuous mark in another location.

Now that there were so many snakes, they had plenty to choose from. It was best to pick the larger ones, as the smoked meat made from them would be far superior in quality.