Chapter 145: The Fierce Little Nurse

On her way back, holding the small puppy, Lu Jianwei was greeted by quite a few people. She had originally thought that upon hearing she had adopted a dog, people would at least ask some questions, but no one showed any interest in it.

That was because no one would ever think of adopting a dog; in this day and age, people could barely even feed themselves, so who would have the leisure and mood to raise a dog?

As soon as she stepped through the courtyard gate, Li Fengying leaned over the wall and beckoned to her, "Little sister, come over here, I have something to say to you."

Lu Jianwei hurriedly went over, grabbed a stool, and stepped up onto it.

Old Jack was sixty-one years old this year. Though lean and slender, he was still in high spirits. Every day he dressed himself up vigorously, and despite having thinning hair, he would still apply hair gel and comb it meticulously.

Looking at that retreating figure, he suddenly recalled the other person asking him how he had managed to grow stronger. Could it be that this person recognized him?

She had a very clear understanding of her own physical capabilities; let alone taking a direct hammer blow, even taking a hit from a wooden club would be far from comfortable.

Jia Huan acted as though he had not heard what Jia Zhen was saying at all, instead crying out in pleasant surprise, and continued weeping bitterly afterward.

"Rest assured, as long as you accept our seal, we will swear by our divine souls that we will never make a move against you," the Asura God said, looking at the Golden Dragon King hiding within the God Prohibition Land.

It was rumored that the other party was a senior executive of a major financial conglomerate from the United States, hailing from an ancient family in a certain Western country, blessed with an extraordinary background and powerful connections.

Upon seeing this skill, Mo Lang was ecstatic once again. With this skill, he no longer needed to worry about how to handle the aftermath after using the trial card—he could just "Flash" away directly.

Also, because of Rum's failure in this matter, the Organization's boss presumably felt discontented and was already grooming candidates for Rum, hoping to select a successor from among them.

Yet with this sudden movement, the distance between the two of them instantly closed significantly. Face to face, they could feel each other's breath, and Qian Renxue's face turned red in an instant.

Indeed, Rong Sanyue called Sheng Shijue uncle and addressed Elder Sheng as grandfather. The generation gap was terribly confused, as if Sheng Dehou, who was caught right in the middle, had been completely ignored.

"Human strength has its limits, but the power of heaven and earth is inexhaustible. To suppress the infinite with infinite power—brilliant, truly brilliant!" Chen Zhen couldn't help praising. He spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood and only then felt much better.

After reading through Ye Wuzun's lengthy discourse, Ye Sisi remained as calm and composed as ever, asking back with a very indifferent attitude.

Speaking of which, one must point out the distinction between wizards and other spellcasters. Compared to orthodox mages, they could not match up in terms of frontal assaults; but when it came to weirdness and mystery, wizards truly stood alone, leaving other spellcasters trailing far behind by several streets.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen entirely to big brother!" Seeing that the robber was so reasonable, Huang Xuezhi was wild with joy and immediately pulled the car over to the shoulder.

Before Ying Duyi's words had even faded away, a deafening roar echoed through the air as that colossal Asura arm in the firmament slowly lifted from the Great Wall mountain path.

This was the gap between cultivators in the Concealed Genesis Realm and those in the Divine Storehouse Realm. Under the suppression of absolute strength, these bandits had no opportunity to react at all.

Although that golden radiance could pose no threat to the crystal tower, its strength lay in continuous, uninterrupted attacks, which equivalently and indirectly weakened the tower's defense. At that moment, when the giant bone demon soldiers smashed down again, even with the crystal tower's formidable defenses, it shook violently.

Each of the seven people had been presented with a jade stele crafted by the finest artisans in the world, erected in front of the Heavenly Rankings. Cultivators only needed to infuse their primordial aura to leave a mark of equal height on the stele. Each person was allowed only one vote; the higher the number of votes, the higher the pile of marks accumulated on the jade stele.

Had Xiao Zichuan not successfully steered the situation to this point, Ghost Conceal might not have intervened at all, and even if he had, it would have been impossible for him to take away both Xiao Zichuan and his companion.

In the quiet chamber, the two sat facing each other. Guangyue's monastic robe was wrinkled and tattered, yet on top of his head sat a ring of fleshy bumps, glowing with a reddish-yellow hue.