Volume 1, Chapter 60: A Cart of Waste Stone

With a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Tian said faintly. Then, under the horrified gaze of Zhou Chuquan, he extended his right hand and struck a heavy palm against his chest. Zhou Chuquan was sent flying out of the arena like a kite with a broken string.

Why would the crystal-clear ice lamp, which burned year-round inside his mother's ice chamber, appear at a moment like this?

"I was just speaking off the cuff. After experiencing the failure of slaying the dragon, I also feel that our strength is not yet powerful enough. Enough said; if there are no other matters, let's set off now," Optimus Prime scratched the back of his head and suggested to everyone with great determination.

"Zhou Tian, you surely aren't planning to match wits and skills with your family's number one genius, are you?" Zhang Han suddenly asked.

Taking up the scissors without a moment's hesitation, Wanying unpinned her coiled hair and made a sharp snap with the blades. Before Agui and Old Zhang could manage to stop her, strands of fine hair were already scattered all over the ground.

Indeed, he might truly not have known that the one he was supposed to kill was himself. Otherwise, with acting skills like that, he would definitely deserve an Academy Award.

"Yuer thinks he might launch a second attack on the capital?" Rumors regarding the Lord of the Underworld Palace were numerous, but intelligence was scarce. For more than a decade, he seemed never to appear in the eyes of anyone outside the Underworld Palace. Back then, the Heavenly Mystery Sect had also kept an eye on the Underworld Palace, and it was only after witnessing the palace's mystery that he founded the Thirteen Dark Blue Divisions.

Even with a hazy consciousness, Wanying heard those words clearly. Leaving her no time for deep thought, and seeing several thugs close in, Wanying instinctively grabbed her clothes and trousers, clutching them tightly. Struggling and pleading at the same time, she cried out, "Master Chen, Master Chen, please listen to my explanation." Agui was also suffering terribly at that moment, desperately pulling at his own clothes and trousers.

For an entire day, the imperial court and the government never had a moment of peace. After entering the palace and being thoroughly steeped in Yan Canglan's stern and chilling aura, the ministers resignedly set about handling the myriad affairs of state.

"Let's hide first and see how things develop before making a decision. That will still be in time. Brothers, danger is approaching, let's fall back." Seven Kills slung his massive two-handed broadsword back onto his back, and after saying this, he stood up and ran toward the back of the mound where the cave was just located.

This thoroughly infuriated Qiao Ran, severely wounding her self-esteem. She argued that she had been admitted through her own examinations and that the school principal had dispatched teachers to personally supervise the tests.

Originally, Qin Tian wanted to fish in troubled waters, but he hadn't expected the wolf forces to maintain such strict discipline. He had no opportunity whatsoever to infiltrate the city gates and approach the Wolf King.

He raised his eyes to look at the ten moons in the sky and sighed. The Spirit Path practically made no distinction between day and night; the sky was always filled with moons, differing only in the light they emitted.

Fortunately, once it bit into Shen Qiantian's flesh and blood, the dragon bloodline would naturally manifest, and the flying-heaven ox would naturally release its bite.

"My leg injury was not treated in time, and my legs... are crippled," Ye Feidao said with a haggard expression.

No matter what, two days later, Wang Chen—whose body and mind had completely 'calmed' down—once again boarded a helicopter heading for the Beijing-Ji base. Barring any accidents, he would stay there for two days before catching the next transport flight back to the peninsula garrison.

In his mind, Brother Dao was nothing more than a brute—a brute who had made his fortune through underground cage fighting.

The next second, a muffled explosion sounded, and a very fine, uniform dust dispersed from the columnar object. The air was instantly filled with the metallic, fishy smell of metal and a pungent yet somewhat sweet chemical scent.

Along the way, through questioning, they learned that the clansmen of this mountain village shared the surname Bi, which was a relatively rare family name.

Only then did the boss look up and notice Yang Zed's presence, his face lighting up with joy. He had not had a single customer all morning and had been feeling gloomy for half a day.

Dragon Fist was greatly surprised. Originally, he had expected an inevitable and fierce battle, yet Lan Kai had let him right in. Could it be that Princess Mingyao had never issued orders preventing the Dragon Family army from entering the pass?

"I don't have one on me, but I once heard Teacher Ren Yuan mention at Tianxuan Academy that the academy possesses one," Long Ming recalled.

Hu Shuntang shook his head and glanced at the Yaksha King beside him. The Yaksha King merely stared at the slip of paper without saying a word.

Passive Skill: Invisible Wings: You can enter stealth mode at will whenever you desire, and upon breaking stealth, you will recover ten points of mana.

He bullied others; how was it that he became so docile and obedient when facing Gu Yi? There had to be something underlying all this.

Ji Fa had no choice but to silently mutter criticisms to himself: a bunch of fellows who lacked food to eat and clothes to cover their shame, yet they still talked about rules—how utterly ridiculous. He had never seen monkeys talk about rules either.

Hanyue also noticed Su Jin's abnormal state, and only then realized she had said the wrong thing, hastily covering her mouth. Seeing Su Jin's low spirits, Hanyue wanted to say something to comfort her, but the words stuck in her throat, and she did not know how to begin. The three of them simply remained quiet, neither speaking a word.

Shen Xinyi returned straight to the company and headed directly to her office. After putting down her things, she went to the director's office, walked right in, cancelled her leave, and went back to work.

"Yao Shun, why... why..." The disciple, infused with the soul of the Snake Monarch, walked toward Yao Shun, his face filled with pain and resentment.

The most prominent among them was Bai Chen, closely followed by new recruits like Bai Yu. At the very back were the soldiers Gu Yi had once led. Knowing that Gu Yi was getting married, those who could swap shifts did so, and those who needed to ask for leave did. In short, everyone who could possibly make it was present.

Especially Wang Buchi, who leaned his back against the massive, ferocious head of the dark red savage roar, sitting cross-legged on its shoulder with one leg over the other, squinting his eyes as he sipped blood-honey crystal water. The expression of "enjoying one's twilight years" on his face really made people want to slash him a couple of times.