Chapter Sixty-Five: Zhu Yaotang's Nightmare

I Am the Legendary Divine Doctor Wu Qingkong 1268 words 2026-02-09 18:18:19

“You dare to block my way? Do you even know who I am? I’m Zhu Dachang, and my cousin is Zhu Yaotang! Do you know Zhu Yaotang? And you still dare to stop me?”
Zhu Dachang, finding himself blocked by Ye Cheng, felt a trace of anxiety and hurriedly invoked the power behind his name.
“Oh? Are you really Zhu Yaotang’s cousin?”
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There was a bitter look on Wang Dexian’s face; since Chu Tian had put things so bluntly, could he really refuse?
Wanyan Zonghan immediately led dozens of guards, galloping straight for Wanyan Aguda’s carriage, then dismounted in a single motion and bowed down in greeting.
“Huangdao, take our guests to rest first,” the clan chief said softly, sending a faint ray of light toward Yun Sheng and his companion, shielding them from the surrounding temperature.
Song Beiyun and Qiao Qiao had followed the carriage for some distance but eventually had to stop, watching as Qiao Qiao’s father’s figure gradually faded from view.
The envoys from Great Song had won seven straight victories, sweeping aside the once-arrogant generals of the Jin Kingdom and bringing glory to Song.
Just as Lansheng had said, he ought to have broken through two days ago, but Yun Sheng hadn’t rushed; instead, he continued to strengthen and purify his spiritual energy within. Now, the breakthrough came as naturally as water flowing downhill, without the need to spend more time consolidating his cultivation.
So, after selecting Vujacic, Jim Buss told him to maintain a good relationship with Sun Zhuo, because Sun Zhuo wasn’t particularly optimistic about him.
Sun Zhuo had consulted the team doctor; Durant needed at least one more game of rest. A day or two wouldn’t be enough for a full recovery, and if he played injured and took another hit, the consequences could be dire.
“Are you crazy?” Han Chen spat. “My ultimate move is meant for dealing with you lot, not for killing bugs! Go use your own ultimate moves!” With that, he turned and strode away.
The once-sacred Rome, formerly so aloof and proud, had long since lost its posture of gazing down upon all beings. Where once barbarians entered Rome on trembling, reverent pilgrimages, awed as if beholding gods upon meeting Romans, now that grandeur was a thing of the past.
Crown Prince Kang lamented his own lack of cultivation; others already thought him formidable, but the handsome prince was not satisfied—such a breach, he felt, was far too small. He needed to expand that crack four or fivefold at least.
“Everyone, do not panic. This is one of the ten foundation nodes of the Book of Life and Death. There are ten Yama Halls in total, each with a different purpose. Now that I have recovered somewhat, the first great hall—the Hall of Heaven’s Restraint—has revealed itself.” The pentagonal, thunderous voice echoed through the grand hall.
A tall, burly white man, who seemed to be the team captain, swept his eyes across the battlefield to assess the situation.
The reason was simple: all the pills in her possession belonged to the Holy Blood Sakura Sect. No matter what, she wouldn’t dare sell them, not for anything.
Su Baohua finished speaking and gave Fang Chunliang a faint smile, leaving the latter puzzled. Since their first meeting, the other had worn this gentle smile. Did he really look that ridiculous?
As soon as the Wolf-Slaying Fist struck the purple-black shield, the killing intent that clung to it visibly thinned, while the shield itself began to ripple with wild waves of energy, spreading rapidly until they covered its entire surface.
Yet such words had no effect on Leo. He continued as before, his face expressionless and utterly unshaken by Gaisarik’s threats.
This oil field, worth a king’s ransom, could hardly be monopolized even by the DuPont family, let alone the Breaking Army Organization. Without joining forces with other powers, the only outcome would be a siege on all sides.
“Ye Zhuo?” Turning back, he saw that Ye Zhuo’s face showed little disappointment; instead, his brow furrowed again, as if he’d noticed something else. Xiangli Wu couldn’t help but call out to him.