104 The Immortal’s Blessing, Part 2

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In the director’s office, a tall, strikingly handsome man sat on the sofa, elegantly sipping red wine. Zhao Lijun’s presence had already stirred the villagers’ fighting spirit; where one led, others followed. At that moment, ten bodyguards, having just received their paychecks, emerged from the villa and approached Ye Lin. "This six-hundred-pound reward was agreed upon in advance. They didn’t ask to take it back, so why should we return it voluntarily?" Mo Xi, wearing a hat and mask, was hidden in a corner by Yin Ruo Jun; even passersby would fail to notice her. What surprised her was not that Lin Yao and her so-called boyfriend had not yet defined their relationship, but that she actually said they "rarely meet." As Wen Huai completely disappeared from sight, everyone gathered around the steward, eyes fixed intently on the golden card in his hand, brimming with excitement. That was because the order had originally been placed under Lin Yun’s name; as an internal staff member or order clerk, she had no authority to change the boss’s order. But when Lin Yun personally intervened, it was a different matter. However, with the resistance from the Great Dragon Divine Eagle King, the Sword God’s Spirit’s attacks had significantly decreased, down to about a hundred strikes. Moreover, due to the fierce battle with the Great Dragon Divine Eagle King, the Sword God’s Spirit bore numerous battle scars. Yet in the blink of an eye, Tian Mo noticed that the gray-clad man no longer paid attention to him. Oh? Was this merely an accident? The fat man’s strength now far exceeded that of ordinary people. Although he hadn’t used his full power, half his strength combined with double the "critical strike" skill suddenly pressing down on the shoulder was not a weight Kang Sefu could easily bear. After all, as a new disciple, losing to the top student of the outer sect was unquestionably a matter of pride. The academy’s origins were shrouded in mystery. First and foremost were the three great academies, truly transcendent and secluded; almost no forces dared to provoke them. It was said that even in the Upper Realm, these academies were unique. The fat man tied a sharp knife to a mop handle, kicked off the mop head, creating a "spear." Zhang Yi found it hard to imagine how many people had been harmed there, and what had become of them afterward.

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Suddenly, Song Ming took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and recovered from his previous state. He felt an inexhaustible strength coursing through his body, as if every swing carried the power of ten thousand pounds. Among those around him, the ones most likely to be suspect were probably the missing Fei Long and Sun Haozi, as well as Rena, whom he least wished to investigate. "The enemy has been hiding in the cave all along; are we really going to keep standing guard here forever?" Lin Pi asked. A gentle breeze swept imperceptibly across the battlefield, soon transforming into a fierce gale. Yet, strangely, the surrounding trees did not sway at all, as if everything was an illusion. Hearing Lin Shuya’s words, Ye Mo was momentarily stunned, then turned to look at Su Xin, though he could not see her. "It’s time to use the second item now," Su Yang thought, swooping toward the direction where the pale young man advanced. "Old Hei!" At that moment, the donkey that Old Hei had transformed into lay on the ground, covered in blood, its body nearly severed in half. It seemed close to death. Clearly, it was the one who had blocked a lethal strike for Su Yang at a critical moment. Chen Yang walked over to Gu Mingyao, gently embraced her, and tenderly stroked her hair. From a dialectical perspective, I believe the harder she tries, the further she drifts from her original intention. Through conversation, Ye Mo realized she was unaware of this planet’s radiation intensity. Just then, Zhunta, troubled by heavy casualties among his troops in the Flag Record, took advantage of the stability at Jianmen Pass. Wu Sangui seized the opportunity to persuade him. The two reached an agreement, deciding that continuing the stalemate was untenable. Wu Sangui proposed a plan, with Zhunta taking the lead to raise it during today’s meeting. No one knew the exact reason why the Dark Dragon Riders, such an elite force, were stationed so far north. Seeing no one speak, I checked my gear and boldly walked out, nervously praying that the various gods and Cai Yong would not betray me behind my back. Some inside, Su Qing suspected, had design skills possibly inferior to his own, such as Liu Jun, founder of the Interior Design Alliance Forum, and the influencer designer Peng Hai. It wasn’t that Liu Tiannan truly didn’t know Yang Zining’s background; even if he did, he wouldn’t reveal it to Dongfang Qing.

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Yet Liu Lang was speechless at the other’s words; this was clearly his own board game room, so when did it become the other party’s "territory"? Lu Rufeng didn’t elaborate, only saying, "Qian Sao, wait at home. If An An comes back, call me immediately." Without waiting for her reply, he turned and strode away. Su Qing and He Qiang had little social interaction; their relationship was neither good nor bad. Unlike the impulsive young men like Sun Ming and Wang Jianpeng, He Qiang was courteous to everyone. Su Qing’s relationship with He Qiang was basically that of ordinary colleagues. Wang Bo glanced at the prescription labeled "Yuanyang Pill," differing by just one character from "Zhuangyang Pill," yet their effects were entirely distinct. "Let me do it." Chen Xu saw her struggling with her tie, walked over, tied it himself in front of the mirror, and for the first time saw a semblance of reality reflected back. Another defender who hadn’t lost position quickly stretched out both hands, attempting to block Yang Zining’s shot. Cao Tian, though surprised, remained composed, sneering coldly. He pushed his internal energy, intensifying the ferocity of his blade, which cut through the air with a piercing whoosh. "You… you even want to know this! That is also top secret. Any leak means death for the member." The man in the flowered robes showed a flicker of terror in his eyes, as if all his superiors were formidable characters. Most importantly, the Bai family cultivators appeared precisely where they had been lingering these past two days. This battle had clearly reached a stalemate; though neither side wished to continue fighting, neither was willing to concede easily. "Alright, got it. Today, continue practicing forging. Work hard on your Beast Fire." Tie Yi grabbed the unruly fellow into his arms and rubbed him. For some reason, an ominous feeling spread within her, and this sense of danger came from the purple-robed man before her. Ma Xiaohan was slightly moved, watching the fierce battle ten meters away. Blood splattered all over him as he tightly wrapped Lan Yinghua in his cloak, his bloodthirsty laughter excited by the sight of blood.