Chapter 51

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Sensing that Bu Tianyin was restless and noticing how entirely different her current personality was compared to the past, Hua Ruye worried she might jump from the horse. After all, he had detected another trace of profound internal energy in her pulse. He could not be certain, but with her current cultivation level, she was fully capable of leaping off his horse without injuring herself.

Shen Sian paced back and forth angrily in his room. Today, he had seen Bu Tianyin and Yun Changge on the street once more. Unable to restrain himself, he had secretly followed them all the way until he escorted her back to the estate, stepping forward to lend a hand as she dismounted the carriage.

"Oreki, wait a moment, let's go check out the Lantern Festival here in Haichang together!" Chitanda invited.

Made of the same flesh and blood and harboring the same grand ambitions, who was inherently more precious than anyone else? Where did notions of nobility and baseness come from? Where did respect and inferiority originate?

This could be said to be practically effortless; when the time comes, I'll just secretly open my phone to check. Under those circumstances, accomplishing these tasks is actually not difficult, Mi She nodded and said.

The wind blowing from within was no longer chillingly sinister. Shakya’s tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, and while everyone was still at a loss, Shakya’s body shot up abruptly, heading straight for the cavern dwelling.

For these past few days, he had been inquiring about the whereabouts of Wang Qinghan and Wangcai, yet he had gained no harvest whatsoever. The person and the dog were like water droplets lost in the vast ocean, utterly impossible to track down.

She loved that place because it offered a view of the Tansu Tower, as well as a large expanse of the Bu family estate's scenery and figures.

After performing a thorough examination on Jing Xiaotian and offering a few words of caution, Wan Li picked up his medical box and left.

Yun Zhu received the second box from Ji Mingxiu, taking out an identical longevity lock.

One must know that the cost-effectiveness of Dust Release is extremely low. Although Dust Release is practically a one-hit-kill ninjutsu where contact means instant death, in most situations, such thorough destruction is simply unnecessary.

Even if Yue Lianmei threw a tantrum and the school was at fault, Huasong would always protect its own people. Ling Chong wanted to gauge Huasong's stance, but he happened to have other matters to attend to.

The sound of airplanes. Looking up—good heavens! Beneath the blue sky, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven helicopters flew directly above the stadium and stationed themselves at seven distinct positions.

Watching the heavily cracked wooden figure, Bai Mian silently mourned for Uchiha Madara for three minutes. Even Wood Release, which possessed the ability to continuously regenerate, had suffered this level of destruction; one could only imagine how violent the augmented energy generated by the Over-Limit Blade was within the wooden figure's body.

Despite her excellent disguise, he could still perceive the reluctance and strange look in her eyes after she married into the Prince Chu's Mansion.

To want to possess everything for oneself, wishing to move all the finest things in the world into one's own home—what kind of mindset was this?

He deliberately induced a sense of fear in Uchiha Shang, causing him to reveal an opening. Although Uchiha Shang had appeared somewhat battered just moments ago, it was evident that he had not sustained any serious injuries. If he chose to persist, Kurobahiru truly would not have been able to defeat him in a short amount of time.

Jiang Weiru was busy assisting the instructors when he saw the photograph and, abusing his official authority, immediately issued an order: lock the post, and suppress anything and everything related to classmate Qiu. Remember to forward the photos to him, and take a few extra shots to send his way.

Time ticked away bit by bit, yet Yang Sen’s investigation yielded no progress. During this period, Li Feng called home to say that he had matters to attend to and would not be returning for the next few days.

Compared to Chen Yu's, this cross-slash possessed vastly greater power. Two wind blades sliced through the air, and the crackling sound echoed ceaselessly, as if tearing the atmosphere apart.

Fang Chen had been at the school for well over half a month, yet for reasons unknown, there had been no notable activity on campus during all this time, nor had he managed to unearth any useful clues.

The Imperial City Entertainment City resembled a luxurious and extravagant imperial palace. The exquisite decor gleamed even more resplendently and magnificently under the illumination of various crystal chandeliers. Bathed in the radiant lights, the entire lobby glittered as though studded with precious gemstones.

"Let's go over and take a look!" the veteran doctor leading the team finally spoke. Since they had already come this far, taking a look was merely a matter of effortless convenience.

However, that old geezer had clearly spotted Li Feng, and his leering expression had long since betrayed him.

After finishing their meal, they went to settle the bill. Yang Fany swiped his card and requested a separate receipt, planning to have Yue'er reimburse him later. Since the tournament was promoted by League of Legends, they were naturally obligated to cover meals, lodging, and expenses; otherwise, nobody would be willing to participate.

Prince Hao had already guessed most of it. After all, the people currently standing in the same boat with Tang Zhong were few and far between—just a handful, countable on one's fingers.

This remark seemed on the surface to be admonishing Lu Wei, but in truth, it was a subtle warning, clearly letting him know that Wu Jiangke was the top official in Dongquan County.

"Hand it over!" Just as Ye Tian got into the car, settled himself in, and prepared to start the engine, Qin Muyao's delicate hand reached out right in front of him.

As that long sword slashed down, a layer of orange protective spiritual light flashed across Han Feng's body. When the sword struck it, it was like hitting solid rock or hard iron, failing completely to break through and instead bouncing straight off.

"Infighting already? It seems the mission difficulty is about to drop again. Though honestly, it doesn't make much difference—you guys are already at a disadvantage," Xiao added fuel to the fire from across the way.

Cigarette hanging casually from his mouth, Yang Hongsen lazily pulled on his jacket and walked a dozen meters past the sentry post before suddenly crouching down and darting into the dark shroud of night alongside Daxi. The original plan had succeeded; "Tiger Lair" had successfully made contact with those distributing flyers.

Before Zhang Wei could even make a move, the monsters had begun turning on one another. While they lacked the inclination for mutual slaughter, they certainly possessed an innate instinct to "fight over prey."

Fan Chuanjia's second meeting with Wang Xudong took place in a teahouse, through which he discreetly conveyed this message to Yang Hongsen.

The Buddha descending upon the world, ten thousand Buddhas paying homage; breaking through the mortal realm to witness the joys and sorrows of the great chiliocosm, resolving tribulations and untangling disputes. Shaking the firmament, boundless Buddhist dharma, witnessing the single-minded heart of absolute sincerity, the compassion of the dharma alone, the voidness of all things, the cycle of birth and destruction, and finally achieving the supreme wondrous realm of the Tathagata through the homage of ten thousand Buddhas.

"There used to be other fellows, but they all left." With those words, he lay down on the bed. This He Jinzhu was not one for conversation, belonging to that stubborn, taciturn type who would only speak when spoken to and never offer a word unprompted.

Under the auspices of Britain, the United States, and France, China and Japan officially signed an armistice agreement in Shanghai. As China and Japan negotiated the demarcation of the Korean Military Demarcation Line, the situation on the Korean Peninsula grew increasingly tense.

Before his voice had even faded, Duobao spoke up once more: "In the past, I was a reclusive practitioner of the Jie Sect; today, I am a ferryman of suffering in the Buddhist gate. From the very beginning, the Buddha's way is the Dao itself, broadly delivering all fated souls under heaven. From this day forward, I am the supreme lord of Buddhism, Duobao Tathagata. I shall reopen Mount Ling, reestablish the Buddhist realm, reclaim mastery over the Great Teaching, and ferry all living beings. Namo Duobao Tathagata Buddha."