Chapter 140: Happiness
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“Guohui has always treated me well,” Ruifengfang defended her husband. “Whenever my mother-in-law gave me a hard time over the past few years, he would always stand in front of me whenever he was there.”
“Isn’t that what he was supposed to do?” Guo Zhuo, who considered himself even-tempered, could not help feeling his blood pressure rise. “Why did your mother-in-law give you a hard time? Because she thought you couldn’t have children. But the truth is that Feng Guohui is the one who can’t! Of course he had to stand in front of you. If you lost your temper and revealed the truth—”
When Wang Ping’an arrived at the entrance, he saw it packed with people and was overjoyed. As long as the physician could make it through, he would have an even better chance of going to provide disaster relief.
Ning Yue froze, a puzzled look appearing on his face. Then, in the next instant, delight spread across his features. The current of energy that had merged into the center of his brow was precisely the wisp Ning Yue had been lacking.
Besides, the Bantu people had always revered strength. Every Bantu warrior was born with a natural respect for anyone stronger than himself.
“Then have the Sacred King of Lihuo and the Sacred King of Litian blast his physical body apart. Wouldn’t that make things easy?” Cang Jianlong asked in confusion.
These three late-stage Void Gods had actually come out together on an outing to explore an unknown region. By sheer coincidence, they happened to encounter that spot when Zhang Ye arrived.
Wasn’t that so? Earlier, while crossing dimensions, he had encountered the Clockwork Mysterious Tortoise. The Clockwork Mysterious Tortoise had also told him that it had a disciple called the Old Man of Time. Zhang Ye suddenly felt much better, as though all the oppressive emotions had been swept away. He had been such a fool—during the darkest period, he had actually doubted the person he loved most.
He nodded, finally understanding why he had been able to remain only in the relief center instead of rising any higher. It turned out he had never had any achievements to present to the people above him. Now, at last, he had found the path to promotion.
Addressing someone as senior brother did not mean they would later become disciples of the same school. Sun Simiao had never spoken of the affairs of that hidden sect, nor had he allowed Li Zhi to address Rong Hongran and the other two as martial uncles. Clearly, he had his reasons.
Although they had initially believed that Yang Jun would never be Wu Yun’s match, Yang Jun’s subsequent display of strength made them realize that their assumption had been wrong.
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“What?” The others cried out in shock as well. Yet beneath their astonishment and uncertainty was also excitement and delight. A tremendous achievement had practically fallen from the heavens into their laps.
Once those dark-red streams of energy entered his body, Zhong Yuan immediately sensed the Blood-Iron Origin Pearl within the Blood-Iron Aperture. It trembled, and when he extended his divine sense inward, he discovered that the endless blood-iron aura, vast as an ocean, had once again condensed into a Blood-Iron Sarira.
In Zhong Yuan’s view, the best way for his sect to exist was to remain aloof above the countless other sects, serving as an arbiter rather than a ruler.
There was also a painting by Lord Tingling. For some reason, Madam Taohua showed no intention of continuing to look at it. Perhaps even Qi Yan’s paintings could not move her; as for the unlearned and talentless Lord Tingling, how much could she possibly have expected of him?
Zhen Xin thumped his chest and assured Le Lang. Mountain folk were simple and honest and generally did not resort to such schemes, but Le Lang still had to remain cautious.
Seeing several players approaching, Xiang Qi made no move to attack. There was no need to reveal himself yet, so he intended to delay as long as possible.
This was an army of thirty thousand Divine Martial soldiers. The True Lord Who Suppressed the Pass repeatedly forced the Golden Core to operate, attempting to extend its protection to every soldier. In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a cry, having exhausted his magical power and damaged his vitality because of this one divine ability.
“Look for a relatively large island along the coastal areas of the Asian continent. It can’t be too far from shore,” Xiang Qi said. Since this was a strategy game, islands were easier to control than continents. If they got the chance to seize an island, it would be equivalent to gaining a solid base.
“President, do you think we’re lucky or unlucky? We’ve run into a level-forty boss. We really are caught between a powerful enemy ahead and pursuers behind,” Youlong Jiutian said with a bitter smile.
Li Guo’s eyes darted around, and he instantly realized whom the man meant. It could only be Xia Ling.
Li Guo suddenly came to his senses and gave chase, but he never managed to find Mochou again. His heart felt as though it had been carved into a sheer cliff. An empty sensation instantly filled his entire chest, making even breathing difficult.
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President Dai still had matters to attend to and did not come out. Only he and Hong Canhui appeared. Hong Canhui opened the car door for him, then took the passenger seat.
Several weapons were placed before Zhong Wei and the squad leader for them to choose from. A sapper had also prepared a bundle of explosives, but it would be handed to whoever was ultimately chosen to carry out the mission once they reached the summit.
Yanagiba Nanako was simply terrifying. Every step concealed a trap, each scheme linked to the next, making her impossible to guard against. Even Ye Shanghan had fallen into her hands.
“I just wanted to make sure one more time—to see whether it was really true,” Li Xiuning said, beaming as she coquettishly pleaded.
Xiao Yong and the others knew nothing of the changes that had occurred recently. After studying the formations for several days, they entered secluded cultivation again for eleven days. Only then did Xiao Yong’s injuries fully heal, after which they resumed their journey eastward.
If Ling Ji cultivated with the Nine-Wall Mirror, the energy within her body would continuously maintain a balance between depletion and replenishment. This would make the process by which the acupoints generated energy much clearer and more visible. Under the present circumstances, this was the best result Sun Fei could achieve.
The puppet robots worked day and night without needing rest. They quickly located the mineral deposits scattered throughout the Demon-Sealing Abyss and began mass-producing compressed electromagnetic cannons.
Luo Beiyi angrily snatched back the whip. Her second strike, swift as lightning, struck the middle-aged man on the nose and sliced off the entire tip. Clutching his nose, the man staggered backward in astonishment. He had never expected Luo Beiyi to be so formidable; her mastery of the whip was extraordinary, and his moment of carelessness had cost him dearly.
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