54 Taming the Cat.

After more than thirty rounds of fighting, Luo Yun’s forehead was dripping with sweat, yet Wang Jin remained as calm and composed as ever.

Yi Han had grown weary of paying attention to Situ Mingyue; after all, she had been sealed completely, unable to wield any magic, so there was no need to worry.

That person, seeing Long Teng accept the blame willingly, was taken by surprise. He immediately said, “The Dragon Slaughter Conference is not yet due. As per Master Xuan Zhen’s advice, we will allow you to live for another hour and a quarter.” With that, he suddenly spat a thick mouthful of phlegm toward Long Teng. Knowing he was in the wrong, Long Teng did not dodge but let the filth fall on his shoulder.

Back when Gu Yuan had just established Chuangtian Technology, it had cooperated with Jianfeng Technology for a time.

Because of neglecting physical cultivation, disciples from martial schools suffered injuries to their muscles and bones, and they refused medical treatment. These injuries eventually became chronic ailments and old wounds, causing fractures in their physical foundations.

Laying the groundwork now means that when construction begins, outsiders will not be too shocked by the speed.

For Su Chen, this was no great challenge; in fact, he believed he could take on four opponents at once, but that would separate him from Li Shiyin.

Principal Zhou’s rough palm gently touched the photograph, his movements so light it seemed he feared damaging it.

Yan Kai’s voice brimmed with confidence, as if with Yuan Hai’s investment, Chuangtian Technology was bound to soar.

No one spoke of farewells; they simply looked at each other for a long moment before their lips curved into smiles in unison.

At that moment, Zhan Xiu was ushered into the room by guards. This was his first time speaking alone with the old master, and he felt nervous, so he put aside his usual jovial demeanor, took on a solemn expression, and saluted respectfully.

“No matter, official matters are more important,” Yun Ze said without much ado, setting down his bowl.

At this time, Yun Ze was dealing with follow-up affairs. When he saw Tong Guaiguai’s call, he initially hesitated to answer but was compelled by a certain conviction to pick up.

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Except for a few soldiers on guard duty, everyone else had fallen asleep. This partly showed the exhaustion from the daytime battle and also the weariness from prolonged marching, fighting, and breakthroughs. Under normal circumstances, the troops should have rested for several days.

Tong Guaiguai glanced secretly at Zhao Yuquan, flashed a victory sign, but suddenly felt nauseous and chest-tight, then hurried away in a single stride. After finally finding a restroom, she vomited violently.

Suddenly, the grip around her neck loosened, and her body sagged, collapsing to the ground. Fresh air filled her nostrils again, and she coughed violently.

Elsewhere, after Sanqing went to Shitian and Qingtian, Qinglong and Xuanwu also made their way to Great Freedom Heaven. Upon emerging from the spatial passage, the Four Sacred Beasts coincidentally gathered together, each having surveyed the situation in their respective subspaces.

Nangong Yuhan stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Tu Baobao’s slender waist, drawing his face close to hers. His enchanting peach blossom eyes fixed on her rosy face, creating an unbearably awkward scene.

It was clear that the combined population of several villages numbered at least thirty thousand. Most had turned into zombies; the survivors either joined Zhang Jiaming’s group or wandered the wild mountains. Who would enjoy the wealth of these tens of thousands?

Three black warhorses clad in full armor swiftly converged into a black torrent, galloping toward the distant horizon.

What I prepared was simple: cat’s eye and black dog’s blood—essential items. If a big monster leapt out of the coffin, a splash of this on it would reduce it to ashes in an instant.

Lin Yuan’s face turned dark—Xia Zheng had appeared just at the right moment. Although amusing, it warmed her heart.

Liu Rushuang remained silent. She quietly sat down, lifted Liu Yuxue’s teacup, and drank it all. Liu Yuxue shook her head, never uttering a word.

Even though she knew someone was in the carriage, the sudden tug startled Lin Yuan so much that she let out a soft gasp and buried her head into Xia Zheng’s warm, broad embrace.

The campfire crackled in the cave, illuminating the space. Ling Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating the Great Unification technique.

If those who knew their identities learned of this, they would be utterly shocked—no, their worldview might be completely overturned.

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“Ahem.” Just as Zhang Xiaofeng was gazing at the awards on the wall, the old professor suddenly coughed.

Cuiwei had many things to say to Empress Su, but the empress clearly would not give her the chance, waving her hand to have her escorted back to the royal chamber.

When Zhao Meng came to her senses and saw her sneaking meat, Xun was already licking his lips, having devoured the last piece from the tray.

However, because Ziyun Academy was so mediocre, and although Piaoxiang Academy was ranked within the top hundred advanced academies, its standing was still rather low.

Brother Ba was stunned by the silence, not expecting Soraka to have calculated so precisely, even noticing when he entered the spell’s range.

“If you don’t know what to eat, then let’s just eat our way through!” Lu Yu seemed to have an idea and turned to Lai Xiang.

Damn, I’ve been tricked; it was just a test. It seems that Sect Leader Cui Ji had long suspected something was amiss with me. Liang Shan admits defeat—this old fellow tested me in this way. Who wouldn’t fall for it?

I really don’t know how much longer I can keep going. Maybe writing for a while and resting for a while will help?

At that moment, just as everyone in Nanhua Academy began to feel somewhat dispirited, a faint sound suddenly arose. It was so slight that compared to the earlier impact, it was almost imperceptible.

As the sun climbed higher, the commotion gradually subsided. Countless eyes watched as the three clan leaders, led by the lord of Mucheng, approached with the academy’s recruitment team. Everyone followed them to the high platform in front of the Martial Tower. Only when they sat down did some people, still dazed, turn their gaze away.