Chapter 87: The Transfer Student

The next day, Ye Feng lay slumped over his desk, his face pale and drained of all energy. Reflecting on his ordeal over the past two days—first, an exhausting afternoon of struggle with Bai Yi, and then a night spent with a persistent nosebleed—Ye Feng felt as though his body would soon give out at this rate. “Hey, Feng, you look even paler than yesterday. What’s going on with you?” Jiang Chao leaned in, his tone half-concerned, half-teasing. “Anemia!” Ye Feng muttered weakly.

Meanwhile, several seasoned police officers each led a group of younger officers, fanning out to search the area, following the clues and traces left by the suspect, inching forward step by step.

Ashidar did not think of himself as someone who would ever gamble with his own life, so he believed that Lynn was not truly arrogant but spoke with such confidence because he genuinely had the strength to back it up.

As night fell and the lights in the human dwellings went out, everyone drifted into their own dreams, and in a blink, dawn arrived. It was four o’clock in the morning. Although “Shanshan” had originally planned to take me along, for reasons unknown, she ultimately let me sleep and watch the house instead, taking everyone else with her.

If not for the fact that his father was a shareholder in Dingye Group, that kid would have been in serious trouble long ago—his reputation utterly ruined by his antics.

Yang Jian secretly let out a sigh of relief, the image of that shadow—serpentine, with nine heads and a terrifying visage—still haunting his mind.

Unbeknownst to all, the two Western Saints had already made their calculations. Seeing this scene, they exchanged a knowing smile; when Red Boy was born, he would become a tribulation along the Journey to the West, a cycle of cause and effect. By the time the Old Lord realized this, it would already be too late.

Beavis approached the swarthy middle-aged man who seemed to be the unspoken leader of the six, his demeanor respectful, tinged with deference.

Those who drink too much often become talkative, and Lennart was clearly one of those who grew more loquacious with every glass.

They gathered together, their voices mingling softly, each lying in quiet wait until nightfall, when they emerged and met each other, again and again.

Taiji Cang’s gaze grew heavy. Though he had not used his full strength in that final move—just enough to defeat Ruan Hao—the fact that his opponent could withstand it meant their strength was likely not inferior to Ruan Hao’s.

She named a price that was reasonable, meaning it was among the cheapest dishes on the menu.

At this, Su Ying coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, flecked with bits of flesh, staining Lü Gui from head to toe.

The area was about the size of a small island in the ordinary world, yet there was no water source—only a barren, desolate land.

Chu Fei smiled wryly, unsure of what to say. He could fully understand how Liu Yao must have felt upon seeing him.

“Lian Yu, may I ask you a few questions?” Tian Guoguo turned her face toward Lian Yu, her eyes earnest and serious.

Zhou San couldn’t help but recall what An had told him about the rules and laws—he really would have to start from scratch and feel his way forward.

Once Chizuru Takemoto released her two shikigami, even Teru Otsuka found them hard to handle. No cultivator of the same rank had ever defeated Chizuru Takemoto while she controlled two shikigami. Now, it seemed she had finally met her match.

“Why? You’re the one who raised your son—what a good question that is.” Zhang Dehui looked at Li Qingyu with a cold sneer.

Behind him, Dian Wei was eager to make a move, but without Cao Cao’s command, he dared not act.

Breaking through the Chongmai meridian is considered relatively easy, since it’s only the beginning, and this meridian is the easiest of all. After breaking through, the increase in inner strength is considerable—equivalent to five years of hard cultivation for an ordinary person. Who could resist such temptation?

He ignored the old man and released Jian Yang first. As soon as Jian Yang emerged, he caught the Holy Spirit King off guard and slapped him across the face.

…Ahem, perhaps only the two of them could be so unromantic when dating.