Forty-two thousand and forty-two.

But now there was no need to worry. She could finally go toe-to-toe with Bai Jiaming openly and directly. With Chu Haoran's help, Bai Feifei felt as though she had another Bai family backing her up, or perhaps an even stronger force, so she no longer needed to fret over this or that.

Tingdang, Dingdong, and the heroic spirit were locked in a stalemate simply because neither could harm the other. Thus, they could only obstruct, remaining evenly matched.

The most urgent task for them now was to deal with the towering resentment surging into the sky. Otherwise, once the resentment spilled over, the innocent commoners would be the ones to suffer. Hengtong once again used a barrier array to confine the resentment within the mountains.

At this very moment, however, the students were no longer terrified by that face, because all of them were shaken by the content of Zhou Huang's words, their faces revealing an undisguised sense of surprise.

After listening, Meng Qi fell into deep thought. State of mind? What was his heart truly thinking? How should he walk his own path?

"I couldn't sleep, and I saw you searching here and touching there outside my door, thinking you harbored some malicious thoughts, so I came out to see what you were up to?" Lanlan said with a full smile, staring intently at Gao Qing.

"My Lord, we know that such sacred items rightfully belong to nobles like you, and we dare not harbor any improper thoughts!" Master Chong said.

"Chu Haoran! What are you doing?" Xiong Zhifang was startled. By the time he reacted, Chu Haoran had already let go of his hand.

"Let's continue!" Perhaps wishing to dispel the oppressive atmosphere, Mingyue suggested continuing their tour.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Zhang Yuanxiao could not help but chuckle quietly to himself. To think they would bring up President Heng—that romantic playboy Heng was famous throughout the realm; even ten of his mouths could not compare to a single one of President Heng's.

Xiwang walked over to a patch of grass and sat down heavily upon the turf, her gaze fixed immovably on the setting sun, a profound sense of nostalgia showing on her face.

On the streets of Drama City, a powerfully built figure was walking in a hurry. Although his expression seemed relaxed at a glance, a closer observation revealed that his eyes were filled with panic, and one hand was slightly pressed against his chest as if he were afraid of losing something.

Wei Lake was a place of dark malevolence, nestled within a secluded canyon devoid of human presence. Yet, it was the ideal sanctuary to recuperate from her injuries.

Gong Ming's movements were both elegant and highly complex, making it impossible for anyone to decipher his intentions. Yet no sooner had he begun to dance, and within just a few steps, half of the torii's wall was cleanly sliced off by him.

"It's Yingyi's 'Vanishing Ball'!" Beidao furrowed his brows, his orange-red pupils naturally deepening with contemplation. The formidable power of Yingyi was unquestionable, and it was inevitable that some would imitate her pitches. However, imitation was no simple feat; without a certain foundation and strength, it was utterly impossible.

"As long as we stall until his true qi is exhausted, we will win!" Yuan Shao shouted, executing a palm strike as he spun around.

Although there was no concrete evidence proving this was genuinely a painting hidden by Emperor Taizu of Yan back in the day, Qin Xufuei inexplicably believed it could be nothing else.

Shortly after, nearly the entire Black Feather tribe mobilized, welcoming everyone's return with the grandest of ceremonies.

This time, the black gold stones he encountered in this place were clearly not of that sort. Although their distribution was quite extensive—with small amounts of that material present throughout the surrounding tens of zhang—they were not scattered indiscriminately. Relatively speaking, they remained extremely concentrated, incomparable to ordinary things.

That morning, he arrived outside the yamen, walking in openly without needing to announce himself. With his hands clasped behind his back the entire way, he strolled leisurely inside, as though the person who had rushed, flown, and traveled day and night without a single moment of rest was not him at all.

Just as Lu Ze's attention shifted to Alaska, the planetary projection changed drastically, and the previously static imagery suddenly sprang to life.

Gazing at her like that, with a look of insatiable longing and without the slightest intention of waking her, he remained until the sound of footsteps from outside shattered the tranquility.

Chun Wu was stunned, the habitual playful expression on her face gradually freezing. A pair of faint blushes unexpectedly began to spread across both her cheeks—though subtle, they were unmistakably real.

"Go!" Chu Tian pointed the Void-Slicing Sword directly at Buzhi and shouted lightly. Dozens of afterimages of the Void-Slicing Sword streaked through the air with a swooshing sound, shooting toward Buzhi like raindrops.

Arriving at the company, everything proceeded as usual. Although his morning had been heart-stoppingly dramatic, for everyone else, it was just an ordinary day with the sun rising in the east and setting in the west as always.

Since the weather plan could no longer keep pace, another scheme had to be devised to fill the void. Unable to come up with any good ideas for the moment, Tan Qiusheng decided to remotely control an ordinary robot to walk and stroll across the desert.

The tires of these jeeps had already lost considerable air, but at that moment, the gray tide was directly controlled to reinflate them while simultaneously sealing the cracks and tears on the tires, restoring them to perfect condition instantly.

After finishing the demands of those two fellows, the three of them grew tired from play. With no further words that night, they peacefully fell asleep together.

Patrolling Cheng Zhan and the others looked at Gu Sanhai's unnaturally bent legs, exchanged a cold glance with the rest of the group, sneered as they walked over, and spat on the ground.