Chapter 62: The Ruins of the Gods, The National College Entrance Examination Begins

Jiang Yu could not help but recall a line of poetry. Although it was originally meant to describe the lively festive atmosphere of the Chinese Lantern Festival, in his current perspective at this very moment, applying it here was quite fitting.

Upon arriving here, they hastily cast their gazes around. At this moment, failing to spot Ye Chen anywhere, their brows furrowed tightly.

Logically speaking, enduring a beating and letting it slide for now would be the sensible choice, but Ming-ge declared he simply could not bear it. What an uncle could tolerate, an aunt certainly could not.

Naturally, these restrictive arrays could not stop Gu Yang as he was now, but to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still obediently walked toward the bulletin board by the pool, refraining from using his divine sense to directly scan the entire market town.

If it were a fair fight, it would result in a stalemate where you could not break in and I could not push out. However, the battlefield was utterly chaotic.

"My dear nephew, why has it come to this?" Tuoba Xi pulled him aside and asked in a low voice. As it turned out, Tuoba Xi assumed Tuoba Shen had come to report some urgent matter to the Emperor.

Although they currently held the upper hand, this was entirely because Ye Chen was here. Yet at this moment, the Heavenly Demonic fiend was launching its attacks directly toward him. Under such circumstances, how could Ye Chen possibly assist him in defense and parry the blow?

"Thank you, Lord Ming." The two bowed at a ninety-degree angle once more, sounding far more sincere this time than the last.

This was hardly unusual. Whenever any Admiral fell in battle or transferred their naval district, they would take away their residential core chip, leaving the original site of the Admiral's residence as an empty plot of land.

The Senior Brother of Great Artillery left Mo Yu feeling helpless and silent, as he knew this might well be the very first hurdle he would face after becoming a disciple of Bodhi.

Having reached this agreement, the two discarded their weapons and engaged in hand-to-hand combat using only fists and feet. Wang Ying raised his hand and threw a punch using the form of "testing waters with a stone." Though a standard move, it carried a polite gesture of greeting, serving also as a probe to test whether Wang Xin would honor his word.

After all, if rules were to be spoken of, the Three Sects and Six Sects would first have to slap their own faces by punishing the Zhengyi Sect.

This group consisted of none other than all the members of the school's strongest academic elite clan, the "Holy Kapok," every single one of whom held a postgraduate degree or higher.

Moreover, seeing Shimakaze this morning... that appearance somehow evoked a lingering ache in his heart. Clearly, in his memories, she was not his ship-girl, yet there was always this wondrous sensation telling him, 'She is indeed my own ship-girl.'

A powerful momentum swept over once again. A sharp flash crossed Mao Shicai's eyes, and the next moment, he vomited a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

Madam Yu's expression changed drastically. She was, after all, a renowned existence at the God-Sealing level, and her previous palm strike had been executed without holding back in the least. Where on earth did this attack come from, and how could it possibly surpass her by such a vast margin?

Mofi gritted his teeth inwardly, his face turning slightly pale, but a resolute expression instantly flashed through his eyes thereafter.

"That is hardly an issue. However, young master, since you brought this old man over to diagnose a patient, shouldn't you at least let me catch my breath first?" The elderly physician, who had hurried all the way alongside He Jingheng, said quite helplessly. Before he could even catch his breath, he was expected to diagnose someone—it was truly speechless.

Yanxiang could not help but harbor suspicions. Could it be that he suffered from insomnia all night and deliberately waited for her to wake up? Seeing the look of utter dejection on his face, Yanxiang felt a twinge of sympathy and wanted to push away the Senior Brother's hand.

Jiang Zhi felt it was inappropriate to hold Ziyu. Seeing her wake up, a wave of joy washed over him, and he hurriedly wanted to set her down on the ground.

Chiba, of course, knew this was the Empress Dowager's intention; otherwise, no matter how much seniority Matron An had by the Empress Dowager's side, she likely lacked the audacity and capability to meddle in royal affairs.

Seeing Scholar Xu in the Prime Minister's garden did not come as a particular surprise to Chu Tiankuo; rather, it was entirely within his expectations.

Witnessing such a brutal display from An Xiyue, Liu Qin thought that even if the Emperor did not depose her, he would undoubtedly despise An Xiyue from this moment on. As long as the other party suffered, the humiliation she had endured today was well worth it.

Whenever he was by her side during the latter half of the night, he would always insist on tangling with her and holding her tight before consenting to sleep. She had found it somewhat unaccustomed at first, but grew used to it in time.

Inside the pavilion, Shaohua and Tianyun looked at Chiba, who sat on a stone stool staring unblinkingly at the chess manual without so much as batting an eye, leaving them speechless and exchanging glances.

At this moment, his survival instincts were far from his only trait, yet beneath his clever little brain, his desire to survive was brimming to the max.

Chiba rolled her eyes in the dark, neatly slipped off her shoes, and flipped over to lie flat on the bed.

Shaohua blankly reached out to take Chiba from Chiba Jue's arms, then turned to look at Chiba Yi on the other side, who was still muttering to herself that she hadn't committed the murder, utterly at a loss as to how to react.

Fatigued, she walked slowly toward the gates of the capital, her wounds faintly visible beneath the bandages wrapping her body.

If the Qilin had launched a sneak attack on her, she would undoubtedly have struck back with full force. However, since it wished to engage in a fair and honorable duel with her, what harm was there in exchanging a few blows with it?

She walked up to the classroom marked with the character "Ding," checked it carefully and repeatedly, and only after confirming it was without error did she dare to step inside.

Shangguan Yue appeared all smiles with a gentle and soft expression, but whenever she made a move, it was invariably both shameless and ruthless. Lin Tanyan spoke very little, yet at her single word of command, no one dared disobey. Therefore, they were exceptionally unfortunate.

Kim Jinhui's face instantly flushed crimson, though she felt no annoyance. Having chosen to attend this dinner party today, Kim Jinhui had already prepared herself mentally.

Earlier, he had wanted nothing to do with prison, but now, merely to cling to life, he actually took the initiative to propose entering prison.

In recent years, the Prime Minister's faction had gradually grown in influence, even showing signs of partisan entanglement. There were many capable individuals among the Prime Minister's followers, and this commander of the imperial guards was precisely one of the Prime Minister's disciples.

"It is far too late to say that now!" He Junxuan had no intention of letting him off, his soul power continuing to surge relentlessly.

After the First Fleet transferred a large number of warships back to the Spirit Clan world, the naval strength in the territories of the New World appeared somewhat sparse.

Following a brief handover of the situation at the scene, the SWAT regiment also began to assemble, preparing for their return.

Upon hearing this, Shizi nodded and hurriedly got out of the carriage. Entering the city gate required the reinforcement of a magic array; after walking for a long time, he turned back to find the city gate right behind him—which seemed rather exaggerated. Looking ahead, a curtain of light stretched from earth to sky, serving presumably as a barrier to isolate the mortal realm.