Chapter 47: Clearly Not of the Same Generation

"Did Madam go to the ancestral hall last night?"

Wan Xing reported to Mu Changxiao that Song Tang had gone to the ancestral hall to see Song Wei, though he did not yet know what the two of them had discussed inside.

He only knew that in the end, Song Tang had told Song Wei to get up.

Song Tang nodded. "Song Wei sent someone to find me last night, begging me to let her go."

"You agreed?" Mu Changxiao frowned slightly.

Looking somewhat distracted, Song Tang replied, "Mm, I agreed. After all, today is the day for our return visit."

Everyone nodded and exchanged greetings one after another. Qin Tian looked to be a middle-aged man of about forty, smiling somewhat shyly.

Naturally, this was ten years of lifespan—something that money might not even be able to buy—so it was highly unlikely that he would be willing to sell it out.

That majestic true form in the sky waved its gigantic fist gently, and it instantly descended like the parting of heaven and earth, easily shattering the entire sword domain into countless pieces.

Demon Venerable Kutu was a Quasi-Sage level expert, and Zhuang Zhou had also advanced to the Quasi-Sage realm long ago. They had already been world-destroying existences for a very long time. Now that the two of them made a move, that terrifying aura was immensely dreadful, turning everyone's expressions of panic.

"He still hasn't walked out from that state of mind," Lu Haiyang muttered as he continued eating.

Zhuang Zhou, Fotucheng, and a few other Quasi-Sages needed to stay here. With their strength, they could not yet venture into the deeper cosmos.

Early the next morning, Kang Ming blew the whistle for morning assembly. Everyone quickly dressed, ran out of the dormitories, and gathered on the parade ground.

In short, it was about directly promoting the development of martial arts from a national level, fostering a martial culture in the Dragon Ball Earth.

Xiong Tizhi had three strengths: first, he was literate—Gao Le and Lu He mainly learned to read from him; second, he was a strong swimmer; and third, he was physically agile, capable of traveling long distances on foot, and skilled at climbing. As a result, he gradually won Gao Le's appreciation, and Lu He respectfully addressed him as "Elder Brother."

Whether she divorced or not would have zero impact on the Shao Group, and she truly did not wish to remain tied to Father Shao any longer.

Walking over to the edge of the table, Luo Cheng noticed a piece of paper held down by a water glass. A layer of dust had already settled on it, making it look like it had been there for quite some time.

An ancient, winding path led forward. The guide at the very front led the convoy with practiced ease. In less than half an hour, a massive, towering black monstrosity loomed vaguely in the distance, less than a thousand meters away.

Yet over the past two days, she had also begun to realize that these people who kidnapped her apparently had no intention of taking her life.

"Indeed, I will go talk to those children," Sun Ziliang thought optimistically, given that his family shared some friendly ties with the families of those kids.

At this moment, upon seeing Chen Changsheng, the gazes of these people likewise turned cold, their expressions indescribably gloomy.

Wu Cheng had long been on guard against Lei Zhibin and He Wei, and having learned quite early on that Qi Hong was about to be discharged from the hospital, he had dispatched people to keep an eye on He Wei long beforehand.

"Apologies, but I am unable to pour you tea right now." The puppet lay on the bed with eyes closed; if not for its moving lips, it might have been mistaken for being fast asleep.

Ah Qi looked at Hei Yu, now understanding why that feeling was so familiar. "I am bound by a contract; I cannot do that, My Lord." Although he refused, Ah Qi's attitude was extremely respectful.

It was impossible to tell when the sky had completely clouded over, followed instantly by a torrential downpour.

On a day in early July, the weather was extremely hot. Mountains and plains were lush with greenery; even during the hottest periods of midsummer, this place remained cool and breezy.

Bei Mingyu was not afraid of them coming out—he was only afraid they wouldn't come out at all. As long as it came to close-quarters combat, under the combined assault of Tiger Shark and Luo Yi, the garrison troops of Qinggu Pass were essentially handed a death sentence.

"You call this bragging? Second Sister's standards are much higher than mine. Just ask her what her goal is; naming it would scare you to death," Qing Liang glanced sideways at her and said.

"Brother Xiao, you are going too far! Bei Ming is still injured, can't you see that Bei Ming was yielding to you?!" Xue Xing glared angrily with almond-shaped eyes at Xiao Jian.