Chapter 170: Temporary Tutoring

Looking at Bai Yi’s puffed-up, rosy little face, Ye Feng felt truly guilty for failing to live up to her expectations. Yet, he was not the type to let a trivial matter like academics distract him. Since things had already reached this point, feeling distressed would change nothing; if Ye Feng possessed any singular virtue, it was his remarkably resilient mindset. He reached out and gently pinched Bai Yi’s tender cheek. "Teacher, you're angry? You aren't pretty when you're angry." Caught off guard by the pinch, Bai Yi instantly grew flustered...

"What? How could this be! Surely not? The Bright Moon Valley did exert effort to protect the people in the town," Feng Ying said, finding it hard to credit Qian's words.

Seeing that Jambudvipa remained still, the Centipede Golden-Bodhisattva also restrained himself and stayed put. Behind him appeared five hundred strange figures dressed in white robes, emblazoned with a soaring firebird across their chests.

This imperial bedchamber, uninhabited for twenty-four years, was now draped everywhere with mourning banners, transformed into the temporary resting place of the late emperor.

They had already penetrated deep into the Coiling Dragon Valley, surrounded on all sides by countless black skeletons. Whichever direction they charged in, formidable obstacles awaited them.

Dongfangbubai, true to her name, was an utterly undefeated war god in battle. Although her martial arts were soft and delicate, resembling the craft of an embroiderer, her fighting spirit was as staunch as any pure-blooded man. Even a boundless sea of demonic monsters could not halt her indomitable march forward.

Upon hearing Shen Guo's words, Shang Fei let out a long sigh of relief. Although this Third Young Master possessed a rather extraordinary background, his temperament was quite agreeable, and he was capable of listening to other people's opinions. Judging solely by this trait, he was far from ordinary—something Shang Fei knew he himself could not easily manage if roles were reversed.

However, facts proved that luck was an unreliable thing. Although all my attacks hit the Yakudo Beast dead-on, not a single negative status effect was triggered, leaving me somewhat disappointed.

Guo Yunhui and Lin Xiaotian had originally thought they had found the murderer responsible for the deaths of Elder Yun and the others, only for their efforts to be overturned in the end by a casual remark. They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with complex expressions.

At the same time, a faint, pleasant fragrance emanated from the young woman, refreshing to anyone who caught a whiff. One could only wonder what kind of perfume she wore.

However, seeing that Luo Moling and the others had abruptly swallowed their angry retorts, Weifeng Shuishui also sensed that something was amiss. She merely glanced calmly at the chubby fellow beside her without pressing the matter.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Chen felt a twinge of regret, yet he still breathed a sigh of relief. If all of them had gone out, the losses would have far outweighed the gains.

At the captain's behest, all the Tynos drifting through space returned to their respective starfighters. The captain initiated the system awakening mechanism in a certain command cabin. Following the activation, the three million Tynos within the warship gradually awakened one by one, awaiting further instructions.

The automated anti-aircraft missile launcher could hold one loaded missile with two in reserve, meaning that after firing its initial automatic shot, it would automatically reload itself from the two backup rounds.

Baxia was blasted backward without a shred of resistance, violently crashing into the distant mountain rocks with a thunderous explosion.

"Teacher Zhang, where were you on the day Li Yinliu met with her accident?" Qin Cang, who had been quietly listening from the side all along, suddenly spoke up, directing his question precisely at Qin Kai's mother, Teacher Zhang.

The people of Datian Tianyuan were no longer referred to as native Daming people. Meanwhile, to distinguish lineages, both the Tianyuan and Dawn populations were regarded as belonging to the broader Chinese ethnicity. Consequently, Daming now encompassed three distinct human races: the Hua-Xia people, the Audelay people, and the Wind Clan.

It turned out that upon learning of his sister-in-law's tragic death on the mountain, Wen Tingshan, together with Wen Liang—the eldest cousin and father of Wen Xiong—had rushed desperately up the mountain.