Chapter 64: Striving for an Early Discharge from the Hospital

Upon arriving at the destination and meeting respectively with the officials in charge of both military and political affairs in Yazhou, she declined the banquet in the city and headed straight for the official estate.

Having practiced cultivation for six years, Pure Yang Son had granted the three of them a two-month relaxation period. Jiang Yi wanted to start training early, but his request was rejected.

Realizing something was wrong, the remaining motorcycle riders did not hesitate. Revving their engines hard, they immediately turned around and fled into the distance.

As I sat there worrying just now, I suddenly thought of the ambush I encountered last time in Xingcheng. Back then, Du Dongfeng had lured me into a temple where he had set up heavy traps, and he had almost finished me off.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye!" Seeing Ye Fan, Wang Rui's pupils constricted sharply, and he hurriedly trotted over with a flattering smile.

Hearing Qi Xiaotian's words, I was extremely angry. However, this fellow Qi Xiaotian was an eccentric, and since I was no match for him at the moment, I had no choice but to suppress the anger in my heart.

Approaching the main camp, Zhang Jingxuan, who had been in a semi-conscious state, miraculously woke up on his own. As soon as he woke up, he no longer needed the support of Cao Qianwan and Mi Ouping, and could indeed walk very well by himself.

Over the span of three years, the Holy Dao Academy had taken its final shape. The Holy Xuan Palace remained unchanged, while Qin Shaoyou took charge of the former Star Palace and Human Emperor Palace, which was renamed the Star Emperor Palace, with him serving as its master. Meanwhile, the Divine Wu Palace incorporated the former Heavenly Sword Palace, keeping its name unchanged, and Nian Yangxiao became the master of the Divine Wu Palace.

However, imagination is wonderful, but reality is cruel. Every guess turned out to be the exact opposite of what Xiao Chen and the others had expected. It was not the Demon God Mountain that was being suppressed, but the Divine Sword Sect and the Yan family. The White Tiger Immortal Emperor, at the seventh heaven of the Immortal Emperor realm, single-handedly contended against Long Jianyuan, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, and Yan Feibai, the head of the Yan family.

"I really don't know how a piece of trash like you managed to occupy a city," Xiao Chen said, his tone dripping with undisguised contempt.

In truth, under normal circumstances, the receptionist wouldn't have been so courteous. After all, too many people wanted to see the boss, and it was impossible for the boss to meet everyone.

He shouted Lin Chao's name aloud and then displayed the plum blossom painting in his hand.

"You trust him that much? I might as well tell you, I've seen plenty of so-called geniuses. Out of a hundred, fifty might break through to level five within a dozen years or so. But guess what? Very few of them ever make it to level four. Many get stuck for hundreds of years and barely manage a breakthrough in their old age," Zhong Chuchu said with disdain.

She had never seen such a reassuring gaze before. With just a single glance, all the worries in her heart vanished completely.

A dozen kilometers away, Meng Feiyang and the others gazed into the distant sky, seeing only churning battle energy and fierce combat raging over the far-off lake.

The Ye family had truly fallen. In this turbulent world, without the formidable power to protect oneself, one would be devoured until not even bones remained.

Hu Hengsheng's proudest creation was this tea, and whenever he had the chance, he would take it out to show off.

Yang Deyuan glanced down the dirt road below the slope. Not a single ghost was in sight. It was dead quiet, save for the ceaseless chirping of night insects in the grass, which was rather annoying.

Zhao Quanying even told Luo Tianzhao that she really felt too embarrassed at the time, her face burning hot, and she had half a mind to rush back and re-paste the slogan.

Their attitude throughout seemed to be saying: I thought for sure you would succeed, but today it seems I was just overthinking things. Such is the impermanence of the world, and no one ever has the right to keep offering explanations like you do. I also assumed you wouldn't doubt me to this extent.

"Ah, ah, Zero, I was just making a joke!" Xue Yi desperately tried to conceal his identity.

Yet unexpectedly, a month had passed, and Yamamoto Keiko acted as if she genuinely knew nothing. Yu Zuteng failed to extract any information whatsoever regarding Lin Meng.

As for Red Rose, she was acting as his introducer. Lin Yi had originally thought Red Rose would accompany him all the way, but to his surprise, she was merely there to make the introduction.

Su Can hung up Yan Ruyu's call and immediately dialed the driver of the lead car, instructing him to exit the elevated highway at the upcoming intersection, while their truck continued to maintain a steady speed along West Street.

The person before him was dressed in brocade robes, yet his face was hideously distorted, adorned with terrifying scars.

Yet Bai Nianchen had refused. And his reason for turning down Lu Yue was actually to take care of Jiaojia.

Mourton had already lost, leaving them in a precarious position. This was their final chance, and they had to grasp it firmly.

Therefore, Li Tianchen had just instructed the Bear Saint, the God of Light, and Lucifer to disperse rapidly, each holding a different position, to closely monitor a radius of several thousand miles around the area.

Xin Shirley directly called the security guards to chase Guna out of the company. Encountering reporters outside, Guna was subjected to a frenzy of photographs and encirclement, facing an endless barrage of questions. With no other choice, Guna had to flee back to her agency.

The only frustrating thing for everyone was that flying in such an environment required expending divine power to resist the spatial void flames, consuming a massive amount of energy. Each of them could not help but inwardly curse their bad luck.

Before Chu Qifeng could defend himself, he was shoved into a stagger by a palm strike. At the same time, a wave of heat surged into his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Walking into the courtyard, Chu Xunyang was still somewhat absent-minded. She stopped, raised a hand to block the sunlight, and gazed at the noisy cicadas in the parasol tree in the yard.

She looked at the numerous windows on the magnificent and grand palace, recalling the two profile faces she had just seen at the doorway of the room. She only knew that Xue Qingxuan was a cold person, yet she never expected that such a person could actually smile, and smile so tenderly... and the person standing opposite him was not her, but Mu Zinuo.

Such a tender expression instantly reminded Xia Qiaosheng of her birth mother far away in the palace of the Vermilion Bird Kingdom.

"Pay attention, everyone! The monsters here are of a high level, but the experience points are equally high. Effort and reward are directly proportional! So thank you all for your hard work! What I want to say is... you know what I mean!" Chuan说 stood at the entrance of the "Undercurrent Tomb," speaking to everyone while looking at the gleaming, swirling vortex entrance.

Ye Cangchen and Han Mosheng's group were in the hall, listening to Pei Haotian recount his encounter with Ye Chen that afternoon.

However, Fu Shuai's ears suddenly caught a jumble of sounds... footsteps, the footsteps of many people. Listening closely, those footsteps were originating from the direction of the villa and moving toward the front gate.

As for the torso of the armor, it was shaped into a grinning, gigantic ghost mask. The presence of the ghost mask on the armor was even more overpowering than the deity statue's own face, and its devouring expression was enough to evoke every imaginable terror.