Chapter 50

Watching Bai Ling silently wipe away his sweat, while Jian Ya roughly scrubbed his bloody knuckles with a wet wipe, the occupants of the car fell into a unanimous silence, losing their previous aggressiveness.

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black figure appeared in the sky. Although it was broad daylight, no one could make out his appearance, as if he were formed of pure ink.

"A mere Tier 2 martial artist, how many blows of mine can he possibly withstand?" The old woman sneered dismissively upon witnessing Su Tianxiao's strength.

Sigh... forget it. There is no quick solution for now anyway, so I might as well take on some missions and boost my strength quickly. My crystal cores are running low, and everyone should properly consolidate their foundations through actual combat after leveling up.

Tang Meng approached Alexa, who was resting on the bed, while mentally contemplating the sealing secret technique of the Sword-Slaying Sect—the Qi-Spirit Sword Seal.

That spear strike derived its power not merely from the technique itself, but more importantly from the aura behind it. The Overlord Spear naturally demanded a sovereign aura—dominating the world and sweeping away all opposition.

However, the old man did not afford Su Yi the opportunity to dwell on his astonishment. With a flick of a finger, Su Yi was instantly sent flying and crashed to the ground.

Accompanied by a booming explosion, Clark felt the sudden shockwave of the surrounding blast sting his ears. Then, right before his astonished eyes, Dilos flashed with a golden-blue radiance and vanished instantly from the spot.

Utilizing the terrifying speed permitted by his bio-field to swiftly transport and adjust, Dilos began collaborating with Dr. Connors to manufacture the new serum and calibrate the data.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Pale lips uttered words of comfort, his gaze as gentle as ever.

Although he did not mind the death penalty, letting martial artists who had trained to such a high level be executed was far too wasteful. It would be much better to repurpose them for productivity, producing some food for the people of the world.

"Tianpeng! Today is the opportune moment for your breakthrough! After stepping into the realm of the Holy Monarch, temper yourself well here! There is nothing more I can teach you!" Mu Cang said to Lin Tianpeng.

A gentle melody, intertwined with an indescribable solitude and regret, featured the softness of a piano and the deep resonance of a cello.

Yet, the most remarkable feature of the hairpin was not the hairpin itself, but the gemstone inlaid upon it.

A regime incapable of correcting its own mistakes is bound to perish, and a humanity incapable of correcting its own mistakes is similarly doomed to extinction.

The protagonist explains, then cooks a meal for Medea. Shocked, she realizes there has been a misunderstanding about the protagonist.

"Seeking you out was never my original intention; you would be better off not thanking me," Yakumo Yukari said.

Then it would be better to let Hongli try his hand at governing while the emperor was still alive and had the energy to oversee things, with the emperor serving as his safeguard from behind the scenes.

Upon hearing this, Tang Shan's expression turned extremely unsightly. He wanted to retort, but found himself utterly at a loss for words.

Furthermore, as the founder, Robert Redford's initial intentions in launching the Sundance Festival were not entirely pure.

Two days later, morning mists drifted across the landscape. Shortly after the opening of the Jinzhuang Gate in Chang'an, caravans filed out through the right-hand gate, while incoming travelers entered through the left. Gradually, the din of voices swelled.

"Brother~" As she drew near, she called out sweetly. That spring-breeze-like, enchanting voice seemed capable of washing away all worries, and a smile unconsciously surfaced at the corners of Bai Chen's mouth.

"Of course I have to go down, because only by descending can I truly see through certain people!" Hao Tian smiled with quiet confidence, then stepped onto the roaming dragon immortal sword and plunged into the Abyss of Nine Netherworlds.

"Oh dear! What are you doing, you old fool?" Leng Qingqiu's mother, Guo Xiuyun, happened to walk out just in time to witness the scene before her.

"Was it when An Lushan's subordinates abducted you?" Li Wujie could roughly surmise. As opposing factions, An Lushan's men had likely raided Tuya's tribe, killed her loved ones, and carried her off. Such events were actually commonplace in the borderlands.

The "friend" he had made a few days prior had brushed against the garments of a "person of noble birth" and was consequently thrown into a narrow alley and beaten to death.

He was extremely bothered by Jiang Huoguo visiting a brothel, repeatedly muttering how a proper young lady could ever frequent such a place.

Space itself began to loosen as a result. The Chess Demon and Chu Ming seized this opportunity to break free from their restraints. Without a moment's hesitation, they each unleashed supreme divine power and instantly vanished into the boundless void, desperate to flee this right-and-wrong-filled place without even sparing it a backward glance, acting with utter decisiveness.

Because his cultivation base was pitifully low, he consistently ranked at the bottom during the annual trials. Even his master occasionally looked at him with disappointment in his eyes. He was dull-witted by nature, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not improve his cultivation.

Most importantly, there was his younger brother. Several months had passed, yet there was still not a single piece of news. She was terribly anxious, for aside from this younger brother, she had nothing else in the world to worry about.

Under the guidance of this veteran assassin, the plan in Lin Yang's mind quickly took shape. First, he located Xu Naixiang, who shared a similar build to his own, and then disguised himself as Xu Naixiang to enter the Snow Mountain Hotel.

As for a mystic artifact like the Nebula Sword Disc, which required a massive amount of profound energy to activate and subsequent seclusion to recover, Chu More naturally wouldn't activate it himself. Otherwise, he would have done so earlier; why wait until now?

Ruofei pondered and figured it was no big deal. When she entered school last year, there had been a similar gathering, which allowed her to become familiar with fellow alumni from her hometown. Now that she had been promoted to a senior student, it was time to fulfill her obligation, so she readily agreed.