Chapter 57: Taking Mo Youli as Master

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The Blood Shadow Demonic Palm was formidable; of this, the Blood Fiend was well aware. Yet, judging from the current situation, it had no effect on Lu Mingjun whatsoever, which dealt a devastating blow to his confidence.

Although Kamidar felt that Wang Xiang had arrived rather late, he did not mind it too much, but he remained curious as to why Wang Xiang had been so delayed.

By then, the entire family would be plunged into profound misery, and those consumed by grief and anger would be easily incited, allowing Madame Zhang to pin all the blame on her.

Lu Mingjun said with a smiling expression, though his own vital energy had been churned in a turmoil by the impact, it posed no serious obstacle to him at all.

Having been raised in a Western country, he was quite open-minded and never forced others into doing things they disliked. Initially, he merely regarded Su He as one of those eager aspirants longing to become his student, and he simply hadn't adjusted his perspective yet. He did not mind students having personality; capable people invariably possessed character, whereas those without individuality who practiced blind obedience would never go far.

Only that time, Gu Tianhuang had failed to help him reach the realm of the boundless, which Sun Panpan had deemed impossible.

Although she kept studying incessantly out of an unwillingness to remain mediocre, as time went on, she had genuinely grown to love the sensation of learning. Whenever she had free time, she loved to pick up various subjects, and she would feel thoroughly out of sorts if she had to rest.

Commander Cui Er's detachment had quietly crossed the Chaobai River and occupied Niulanshan. This unit consisted entirely of light cavalry and carried very few heavy weapons. Being of an impatient temperament, Cui Er launched an indirect offensive to utterly annihilate these beasts.

Meanwhile, the eight departmental elders of the Yin-Yang School, who had been hiding in the shadows, wore expressions of utter astonishment before vanishing from the spot.

A man who rarely uttered sweet words could possess a lethal charm when he unexpectedly came out with such a remark.

Seeing Geshalanbai offer no comment, Lian Che fell silent as well, and the two headed toward the No. 1 Mining District. Since it was currently working hours, they planned to immediately change into fresh human skin masks and prison uniforms, and labor alongside the prisoners in the mine to acclimate themselves first, lest they give away any flaws when the inspection delegation arrived.

Aside from Zilongjia and the two princes assisting him, who professed the Sun God Cult, everyone else present belonged to the Church of Light.

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"Ah, you two fellows. Instead of going back to your tent to sleep, you ran all the way out here just to deliberately show off..." The fox looked down at the two figures already fast asleep beneath his feet and said leisurely.

Meanwhile, a greater number of people were eager to see what kind of fate awaited Simps, the high-ranking noble of the Crescent Vocational High School who had been the Pope just yesterday.

Gao Shan was not entirely satisfied with this, feeling that with a bit more time, she could have done even better, but Zhao Xiaozi was already looking at her with a completely new level of respect.

Zhang Li's mother, who had been crying, instantly forgot to weep and abruptly raised her head. Even Zhang Li's father, who was still conversing with the school troublemakers, looked over.

Connecting this to everything Gu Yifeng had demonstrated from Wolong Abyss onward, a deep sense of terror gripped her heart.

"Damn it, that trump card must have tampered with things; otherwise, how could he so easily send back the Duke and Eagle Eye..." Su Muwen gritted his teeth as he strode outward.

Old Wang remained unfazed in the face of danger, calmly starting the engine as Shen Canglan squeezed inside, trembling all over. The moment the car started moving, Yinjuan appeared in the rearview mirror, pursuing them at a superhuman speed that mortals could hardly attain.

As the saying went, Su Meiwei had been tirelessly chasing Bai Chenxi without success; could it be that she would simply give up now and hand Bai Chenxi over to Yan Yue on a silver platter?

He exerted force abruptly, catching her off guard. Struck by excruciating pain in her arm and unable to support her body, she collapsed onto the ground in an ungraceful heap.

Was I the one who taught you what love is, while he taught you what it means to be loved? What I brought you was injury and anguish, whereas he offered you warmth and protection.

The moment Zhao Xu's vehicle sped away, the remaining three cars started up simultaneously and began to flee. Every driver's face was stained with blood, glass shards hung heavy around their collars, and with cowering necks, they floored the accelerators and surged forward.

"Aren't you supposed to be looking for Gu Feng? Coincidentally, I am too! Let's travel together for some company!" Mixi said with a brilliant smile.

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The attendant behind him watched in astonishment as Zhao Chengzheng consumed five or six pieces, knowing full well that Zhao Chengzheng detested overly sweet pastries the most.

Jun Feiyu flipped the hem of his robe and sat down across from him, saying, "It's no loss at all. Father, I propose a toast to you." Since he would have to address him that way sooner or later anyway, he might as well get used to it early.

Ye Qingcheng shook her head and voiced her own doubt: "If it were the Empress Dowager or someone else from the Feng family, I'd find it plausible. The only one for whom it's impossible is Feng Lingwan, because I suspect she might not even be a member of the Feng family at all."

Mo Feiluan looked at her with a trace of heartache, leaned down to lightly kiss the corner of his lips, and gently persuaded him: "I am not going away with him; I simply have a few things to clear up and wish to thank him for his care over the past year."

Wei Xin shot a sidelong glance at his own mother—really, she just had to bring up a sore subject—yet Princess Chaojin completely missed Wei Xin's hint and remained oblivious.

Liu Changyuan must have been severely injured just moments ago as well, which was why that oppressive aura could not be fully concealed. Yet when I followed He Zhixu around the grotesque rocks and caught sight of the scene behind them, I could not help but freeze in surprise.

Upon realizing that my mother refused to believe what I was saying, panic gripped my heart, and in my anxiety, I blurted out the scene I had witnessed that afternoon of Old Master Li's soul leaving his body.

There was nothing particularly unusual about the first part of Ling Yefeng's remark, but the crucial part was the latter sentence: "Tonight, I'll cook dinner for Yuyao." Wasn't he blatantly showing off how pampered I was by him?

Hearing Han Zhenhan call her name, Tang Wanyun slowly turned her head. Remaining silent, she pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow to signal that she was listening—a pretty and charming demeanor that truly won people's hearts.