Chapter 153: The Strange Old Man

Dao Sansheng and Liu Yinyu were walking along when more than a dozen vines suddenly burst from the earth beneath their feet. The two were trapped where they stood, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly.

Dao Sansheng roused the scant vital energy remaining in his body. Flames erupted from his dantian and shot straight down, setting the vines beneath his feet ablaze...

Guo Rong was an eunuch of the Anning Palace faction, while Han Daoxun had suffered terribly at the hands of that same palace. In the Marquis of Changxiang’s view, Cao Gan could simply send Guo Rong, Zhou Chu, and the others to Yueyang.

That was back when he had marched to war with the army. Whenever they went to hunt the strange creatures that lived deep underground in places of extraordinary darkness and damp, a single stroke of the knife in his hand was enough to finish off whatever prey caught his eye.

Modern nanomedical technology was highly advanced. Apart from the excruciating pain, an injury such as a fractured finger could be healed by seventy or eighty percent with a high-grade nanomedical kit. After resting properly for a few days, it would be completely recovered.

This place did not look like a Cold Palace either, for it did not even have a plaque. The main gate was shut. Feng Wei pressed herself against it and listened to the sounds within. It was utterly silent, as though not a trace of human life remained.

“Second Laureate Li, now that you have changed clothes, come with me to the Golden Hall!” Gao Lishi said. Without waiting for Yin Que to reply, he swept away with a flourish of his sleeves.

Zhao Panhuan’s voice had been so loud that it had spread through the entire broadcasting studio. Luo Liang, Zhang Yuan, and the other five staff members had all heard it clearly.

Clearly, after years of campaigning in every direction, the Liang army had surpassed the Chu army in the manufacture of stone-throwing crossbows.

Since the master had no objection, neither Kuma nor Xu Heng had any objection. Throughout the morning, Xu Heng taught Li Qingshan everything she had learned during her vocal training years ago, following the procedure step by step.

These zombie fungi had already taken root in the bodies of the living and successfully brought them under control. To save them, the fungi had to be eradicated.

Although Ye Chen knew that Murong Qingcheng was unlikely to be in the Chaotic Forest or the Chaotic Mountains, he still wanted to search for her, if only to set his mind at ease.

He had run into a bottleneck, however, and so went to seek instruction from his master. After all, the cultivation method she was practicing now was completely different from her parents’ methods; even her father could not offer her the slightest guidance.

Ernest was sent flying and crashed headfirst to the ground, where he promptly lost consciousness. Nebello was knocked back a step as well, the astonishment in his eyes deepening. A mere low-level warrior actually possessed such tremendous strength.

“This... it’s far too heavy, isn’t it?” Yi Li straightened and wiped the sweat from his brow. If a metal wire this slender was already so heavy, then just how heavy must that broken blade be?

Bao Qingyu’s gaze was as sharp as a torch, and the look she gave me was filled with a blazing desire to win.

Therefore, I casually struck out with a thunderbolt from my palm, intending to use it to block his attack.

Of the remaining two members of the Four Tyrants of Dongling—the eldest and the fourth—both had obtained Earth-Perimeter Medals, and they swaggered over with smug expressions.

Perhaps everyone would find this laughable. But I had absolutely no intention of deceiving anyone. This was the only way I could make amends for my mistake.

For a time, more rumors arose throughout the Martial Academy. Some claimed that Yi Li had fought the Five Great Young Masters and had actually suffered severe injuries, forcing him to hide away and recuperate.

Yi Li gave a bitter smile and sighed. The vital energy of heaven and earth was simply too heavy. If he had not possessed enough medicinal energy within his body to relieve his fatigue at any moment, he would probably still be lying on a bed, recovering his strength.

Of them all, Liu Ruoying was the most astonished. She had heard of Lin Weidong, the musician who had won a Golden Melody Award, long ago.

Although Chen Chu’s outward appearance looked little different from before, beneath it lay an exceptionally well-proportioned and powerfully built physique.

“When the master brings the Nebula Sword tomorrow, see whether you can trade for it. In truth, I think you should. I like that sword very much. The master originally intended to give it to me, but for the sake of the Jade Immortal Flute, I had to bear the pain of giving it up.”