Chapter 45

Chi Jingxi scrolled through the updates on her phone. An emergency notice had already been posted on the official school website. All the teachers had been dispatched to search for Huan Chi, and it seemed that a large contingent of Imperial police was about to enter the campus to gather evidence.

Outside the city, everyone fixed their gazes upon the man in white, disbelief written all over their faces.

Zuo Jun cast a questioning gaze at the phantom image on the stone wall, only to see the three ancestors burst into laughter so boisterously that it caused the karst cave to tremble.

After finishing his sentence, Zhuansun Jingshan gave Yi Xuan a playful wink. Yi Xuan instantly grew alert once again as two more figures of Zhuansun Jingshan materialized on his left and right, unleashing torrents of fist auras as they closed in on him.

Upon arriving before the cave, they found it exceptionally quiet. Aside from the area near the entrance where the path was faintly visible, the interior remained pitch black and utterly obscure. Even by extending their divine sense, they could sense nothing within.

Even someone who had just stepped into the Vein-Supporting Realm and possessed an unstable foundation could easily battle three or four cultivators at the Ninth Revolution of Qi Introduction without falling behind, let alone the fifteen elders before them who had been personally selected by the Sect Master. Having cultivated within the sect for many years, Qi-Introduction disciples stood no chance against them beyond putting up a stubborn resistance; realm disparity was an insurmountable chasm.

Ni Duoshi's smile remained unchanged, as calm and composed as ever. He pulled back his arm, flicked his wrist, and raised the Underworld Flame Saber vertically, using the blade to guard his front.

Zuo Jun took back his identity jade token. His previous one had been pawned for a few hundred taels of silver in Qingzhou, and a considerable amount of that money still remained.

Staring in a daze at the illusory, gigantic figure standing outside the Mingyu Realm, Luo Ni felt a sense of surreal detachment.

Naturally, mobile signals could not reach the apex where the wind strata stabilized. Therefore, Chi Huan silently counted down in his mind, and at the exact moment he deemed correct, he reached upward and pointed a finger toward the Gale Stratum.

"You don't need to look at me like that. I went through all the trouble to secure a spot for you, only for you to squander it just like that. If you want to take the master as your teacher in the future—and I'm not pouring cold water on you as your younger brother—it won't do you any good no matter how much money you are willing to spend," Guo Chengxiong snorted coldly, as if venting his temper.

"Why is there a snake statue here as well?" Liu Wanyong stood a short distance away, hearing Lu Deming speak to Sukarno.

Muli happily walked toward the spot where he had killed a wild rabbit, never expecting to find Lin Qing and Feng Ming together in an intensely ambiguous posture. Blood instantly rushed to his head, and he wished he could raise the hunting rifle in his hand and blow Feng Ming's head off.

Bao Shiyi raised an eyebrow, a flash of amusement dancing in his eyes. Clearly, what Xu Wanqing said struck a chord with him. If he simply cut the story short right here and stated that the remaining four parts promised earlier would never be released—turning it directly into a lifetime-achievement series—the amount of resentment value he could harvest might be astronomical.

Before comprehending the "One Capture, Nine Controls" technique, Chu Feng's formidable strength was merely as crude as a beast's—possessing overwhelming brute force but lacking versatility. Now, however, he was beginning to understand how to utilize his advantages more effectively in combat, blending gentleness with strength and exhibiting infinite adaptability.

While helping out, she learned that the homes of these people had been flooded by the rain, and the Lord Baron had allowed them to temporarily reside here, promising that their housing issues would be resolved subsequently.

"Francis, do you still remember that Chinese doctor you invited over back then? At the time, he was able to diagnose that your father had been poisoned and even said he had a way to cure him. Perhaps we could ask him to try!" Matthew said with a completely serious expression.

The person who had spoken suddenly realized the impropriety of his words, recognizing that he had gotten a bit too carried away just then.

Thus, while fierce winds howled outside the hovering carriage, the interior remained utterly cozy, accompanied by the playing of soothing music.

Murong Zhi! Chu Mo was startled. Just by looking at those eyes, he could confirm that this was Murong Zhi. He could never mistake those eyes; this was undoubtedly Murong Zhi! Only Murong Zhi possessed such eyes.

As soon as Yang Shiyun uttered those words, He Yifeng and Ming Nan could only lower their heads in silence, while Yulu and Wu Ling giggled unrestrainedly, blooming like flowers.

Mu Jin chuckled softly, her gaze shifting with a charming and coquettish allure. Her lips, freshly bullied by Song Yanzhao, appeared even more brilliantly vibrant, making Song Yanzhao's heart pound like thunder.

Having experienced the events of today, Wu Ling had already resolved to bury all those past matters deep within her heart forever, never to recall them, never to reopen them, and to forget everything so she could single-mindedly plan for the future of her child.

Yan Zehao never expected his own name to be called. He looked blankly at the Emperor of Tianqi, then turned to look at Su Jingyang.

"Where is Old Doctor Zhang? I've brought guests. This young master and young madam also understand medicine, and they wish to purchase medicinal herbs personally planted and processed by Old Doctor Zhang," Lu Hongshan casually fabricated an identity.

Originally, Song Yanzhao was still torn between going to Lingnan himself or sending Shi Hu, but after hearing Shen Huai's words, his previous hesitation instantly vanished.

To look battered did not mean looking fatigued or haggard, but rather having a face bruised, swollen, and discolored, with blood still seeping from the corners of the mouth—clearly bearing the marks of a beating suffered within the last day or two.

The next moment, his expression flushed crimson instantly, and every muscle in his body tightened as if bearing an immense weight.

I wasn't dwelling on the matter, but if the exact nature of these supernatural events could not be figured out, things would become rather troublesome.

Grandpa Zhou launched another attack against Lin Tian. Unlike before, this time he directly mobilized the power of the Golden Core within his body.

"Regardless of how this matter turns out, it has at least made me understand what kind of sect your Xuantian Sect truly is—you are simply a sect that cannot afford to lose!" Wu Tian looked at Chu Mengyun and said indifferently. With that, feeling it was entirely meaningless, he prepared to leave right then and there.

Lin Tian had guessed the other party's intentions. Although their family's red wine sold quite well locally, its sales performance in China had been dismal.

Not long after Zhang Jiao died, Zhang Heng also kicked the bucket. Zhang Shuo seized the opportunity to usurp power and took control of the Five Pecks of Rice Dao. Harboring a deep grudge because of this, Zhang Lu used the opportunity to have Zhang Shuo attack and kill Su Gu, while he himself eliminated Zhang Shuo from behind. Not only did he avoid bearing the crime of a rebel, but he also successfully retook control of the Five Pecks of Rice Dao.