Chapter 66: Pity the midnight questions cast to empty mats—turning from the common folk to interrogate the captive foes

For instance, some Tai Chi instructional videos only feature a few isolated postures rather than a complete demonstration of the art. However, subsequent movements appear in other clips, leaving Qiu Xuan with no choice but to slowly synthesize these techniques and conduct further research.

Qi Zixiao slammed his laptop shut with a loud bang, looking more irate than he ever had, even when handling the most thorny and difficult business deals for the Qi Corporation.

As for the eunuchs, who wielded immense power within the political framework of the Northern Song Dynasty, they became almost entirely irrelevant in the governance of the Southern Song.

The battles during this period had also confirmed this point: at least for now, the stronger one's physical constitution, the greater the advantage in combat. Did they not see how a level-six fighter was able to hunt down a sacrifice goblin at the peak of mortal refinement?

However, Qiu Xuan had no intention of clashing head-on with these brutal stone-men. In the next instant, his figure shifted rapidly, leaving a trail of hazy afterimages in his wake, resembling countless Qiu Xuans performing different movements simultaneously. The moment his body darted away from that foothold, every single stone-man sprang into motion.

If Jiang Yiyan truly needed to use the restroom, this hospital room would have been her best option, yet she rushed out anyway, her steps hurried and frantic.

She then retrieved some angles that appeared rather ambiguous, took screenshots, and printed out a vast number of photographs.

Just as Qiu Xuan attempted to take flight, a crushing weight descended from the sky, pinning his body to the spot and rendering him completely immobile. He had no idea where that force had originated; that immense and tyrannical pressure seemed to materialize out of thin air, leaving no trace to follow.

If they could genuinely track down the true identity of the "Virtual Grand Marshal Gao," they would undoubtedly be frightened out of their wits.

"Ahem—fine then!" Having indulged his disgust enough, Anzi stopped right there, burying his head in muffled chuckles. Da Hou didn't dare make a sound, scampering to the top of the bunk to rest on Erdan's head.

Inside her head, the original barrier of white light had vanished, revealing a distinct brain glowing with a golden radiance at a single glance.

***

Once a small amount of internal energy had accumulated within the dantian, it naturally began to spread toward the Du Meridian, sending wisps of cool sensation that permeated the meridians and slowly repaired them.

In truth, it was also due to Lu Yu's good fortune; had it not been for this beast tide, ordinary Xiantian-realm spirit beasts could never have appeared in the outer reaches of the fierce beast forest.

Surveying his surroundings, he furrowed his brows deeply, then suddenly waved a hand. The space around him gradually shifted and warped, returning to its true appearance—a scene strewn with the corpses of the Golden Crow clan, with every building reduced to broken walls and ruined rubble.

The three members of the Nikolai family remained silent, for they did not fear death. Even though Mo Santong was a martial artist at the fifth tier of the Xiantian realm, the moment Wang Chen gave the word to fight, the three of them would not hesitate for a second. They would instantly turn and engage Mo Santong in a fierce battle, not batting an eye even if they died in the process.

Upon hearing the three words "Bao Bao Pavilion," Chen Shengnan and Chen Xinglong reacted quite strongly. Although Chen Xinglong ran a martial arts dojo, his business was only so-so, meaning he had never been able to afford consumption at a place like Bao Bao Pavilion.

Lin Yi was overjoyed. He soared forward, forming hand seals in front of his chest as his entire body blazed with golden light. The brilliant golden radiance broke away from his body and surged into the sky, transforming into a magnificent, glittering golden dragon.

Yan Zhen thought with a trace of regret that he would have to find another place in Immortal Descent City to try out their peanuts. As for the opponents below him, he was truly sorry, but he had never taken them seriously to begin with.

With those words, Zhou You unleashed the overwhelming momentum of a grandmaster peak, pressing down upon the three men and relentlessly crushing their willpower.

Right in front of all these people, Old Ma accused Jin Feng of being a reckless, half-baked amateur meddler who loved to stir up trouble, hurling a barrage of harsh accusations and cursing him out thoroughly.

At that moment, a thought suddenly struck me: why had Liu Muqiu been struck as well without losing her mobility? Could it be that the Liu Muqiu by my side was a fake?

At this point, a sudden realization occurred to me: since the Queen Mother of the West had personally participated in plotting against me, would Goddess Gushi, who had been called away by her, be in danger?

***

Zhou You also channeled a fraction of his energy to protect Jiang Qinglong, merely dissipating the latter's offensive strength to ensure his physical body remained completely unharmed.

The chief railway police officer gave a subtle signal, and Wang Chaoyang and Lin Xue immediately took up positions outside the train doors, fully prepared.

As they spoke, the door to Brother Wei's home opened. It was Brother Wei's father who answered; I had met him at Brother Wei's wedding in Lhasa, so I hurried forward to greet him.

The clothing on these zombies was already tattered and torn, with sparse clumps of hair clinging to their ruined skulls, and the flesh on their cheeks mostly rotted away. Their limbs were missing parts, and the chests and abdomens of several zombies were ripped open, exposing dried, shriveling internal organs hanging inside.

The reason Zhang Tian felt not the slightest bit of fear toward Ye Feng was that these two bodyguards had been hired at a high price; they were retired special operations soldiers, giving Zhang Tian a high degree of confidence in them.

"Check your gear!" Wang Chaoyang pulled back the bolt of his firearm to inspect it, confirming that a round was already chambered in the barrel.

He had already discovered this when using rats to scout for intelligence earlier: these were all playthings provided to the armed legions by Wang Quan, nothing more than pitiful survivors living under the shadow of the apocalypse.