Chapter Fifty: Impeccably Principled, He Never Lies

But the problem was that many of the locations recorded there were inconvenient for unofficial forces like us to investigate.

At the Heaven-Bearing Sect, the radiation emitted by those uranium stones could be completely resisted by anyone with even a moderately high cultivation level. But deep within the Clouddream Marsh, it was said that not even a Mahayana cultivator could escape unscathed.

A dense blood mist, thick as liquid, surged before the Blood Demon Princess's face, completely blocking Richelieu's lightning-fast strike. The blood mist then followed the blade, spreading straight toward Richelieu's hands.

After receiving the report, Shen Xingnan rose and went to the camp. Having heard Blacksmith Zhang's account, he fell silent for a long while.

It was perfectly ordinary for a living being transformed into an undead to lose its memories of the past, and it was difficult to determine whether such claims were true.

As Shen Xingnan listened to him speak of the warhorses and cattle, he realized that he had already reached a decision and said to Hou Hai,

Three full days passed, yet Luo Pingyan still had not seen Luo Jizong. She gradually grew restless, and during the day she was often distracted in class.

That Jansen could enter Ji Yunqing's residence so easily was something even he had not expected. Ji Yunqing usually traveled with a large contingent of bodyguards, but he had grown too confident.

If this was a compressed, “delicate” technique, then Blazing Flame and Scorching Sun were instead an overwhelming crush of spiritual energy.

To accommodate nearly seventy thousand examinees at once, Windgap City not only cleared out all the vacant military grounds, but even opened part of the imperial palace for examinations for the first time in history.

From a distance, Zhang Yan curled his lip. “What does that have to do with me? It wasn’t me who beat him into this state. So far, I’ve used only one defensive source technique. Is it my fault that I trapped him here?” Zhang Yan was a talkative man, seemingly with an endless supply of things to say.

“I’m going out for a drink to drown my sorrows. Are you coming too?” Zhai Jin shot Qi Yijia a resentful look, then walked away without turning back.

Lei Jieru could no longer tolerate the other woman’s extreme narcissism. Helplessly, she rolled her eyes and strode toward the villa’s entrance.

Even with only Ruined King’s Blade, Runaan’s Hurricane, Wit's End, and Mercury’s Treads, Kennen was simply too fragile. In an instant, less than one-fifth of his health remained.

That worked out perfectly. You, Wang Yang, said that these wolves had come from elsewhere, which didn’t that match your own story exactly?

“Your Highness, how does it taste?” Qiuxiang appeared behind her at some point and spoke with a flattering air.

Nalan Shixin had never done anything like this to Consort Hui. He had not expected Ji Fengsu’s method to actually work. Consort Hui’s confidence soared, and she immediately turned the tables.

Before long, a magnificent golden carriage came flying in from the distance. The princess descended, put away the sacred carriage, and gathered her attendants.

“This will not do.” Yet one person seated among them suddenly rose to his feet. At the sound, everyone turned to look, only to find that it was the Eight Trigrams Grandmaster, Xi Mufeng—the current number-one figure on the Heavenly Ranking.

Even the diners who were wealthy or powerful were affected. In the nearly three months since Freshest Flavor had opened, empty tables had appeared once again, for the first time since yesterday. In truth, the customers had already paid five ounces of silver three days earlier, but fearing they might be caught in the crossfire, they would rather waste the money than come to eat.

The Canaan Academy in the Black-Corner Region seemed to have been founded by a descendant of the Lei Clan. Could the Lei Clan have discovered something here?

Because the Demon Pill had not been destroyed, the Heavenly Tribulation Curse descended in the third year after Nezha’s birth, determined to annihilate it.

After hanging up, Zhang Feng finished the draft he was working on, took a shower, changed his clothes, then went out and drove to the appointment.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he met Xiao Siyu’s open eyes—dark and bright, like a deep pool.

Following his gaze, he saw a foot suddenly extend into view. At once, everyone held their breath, waiting for Lan Xiaoyu and the other two to get online.

Chen Feng got out of the car, pulled her over, and pushed her inside. “What time do you think it is? There won’t be any cars on the road.” He fastened her seat belt, returned to the driver’s seat, and drove away.

Besides, magic was genuinely more powerful than many weapons, and unlike nuclear weapons, it did not cause pollution. This naturally led to one conclusion: battles fought with magic would not destroy resources. After all, resources were far too scarce nowadays.

Yun Shu went to the restroom. When she returned, she still refused even to glance at the man beside her, as though she was disgusted by his earlier sexual harassment.

“Hah? Don’t try to act familiar with me, you damned skeleton. I hereby order you to let me out! Open that blasted barrier! Otherwise, I’ll destroy this entire island!” the white-haired youth threatened.

His bearing and his skill revealed the unmistakable majesty of a mage. He even seemed more powerful than Tian Qingxian of Maoshan.

The three of them went straight to the best private room at the Shangri-La Hotel, ordered a table laden with delicacies, and watched as steaming dishes were brought out one after another.

A wall of air rose around Ye Fan and the others, completely blocking the energy force unleashed by these people.

She put the outer garment on Yan Le, then hurried to fetch a towel for cleaning her face. But she discovered that the water had already been used. When she turned back to look at Yan Le, she found that the girl’s face was perfectly clean, and the medicine appeared to have been freshly applied as well.

Who would have believed that the Divine Physician Li of the Empire not only wanted to take a twenty-year-old young man as his master, but had actually been refused?

“I’m still considering it… Since you’re a merchant, you know that buying or selling by force is not acceptable, right?” Wang Xingguo said.

“I’m still here, Yan’er. Kiss me here.” He looked at her tenderly, his voice rich with laughter. He had noticed that she had been kissing him far more often than usual today. Whenever he treated her well, she rewarded him by planting a kiss on his cheek.