Volume 1, Chapter 54: Lingering Charm

Zhou Botong took the potato chips and eagerly tore open the bag, grabbing handfuls and shoving them into his mouth. His image as an peerless grandmaster was shattered completely.

Although many things had been concealed, at least up to this point, Kakashi had not deceived him about anything important.

"Celebrating the Lunar New Year is truly so lively! I am so happy!" This expressed the sorrow and yearning of a mother whose son has been away from home for years.

The previously slowly flowing river gradually lost its mist-veiled state, the murmuring current turning into a pool of clear, still water that rippled with glimmers under the gentle breeze. Mizuki cast a complex gaze at the Anbu leader, Tenzzo.

"Is that so? Then I will go make arrangements, and you shall depart immediately!" In Li Tianxing's own calculations, Xiao Taizhen's people were also a crucial link, and Li Tianxing had no desire for any trouble to befall Xiao Taizhen's people currently in the capital.

Given Mizuki's strength, making these people—most of whom were not even ninjas—completely ignore his presence was far too easy.

Without needing any martial arts techniques or supreme treasures, simply relying on pure physical爆发 (burst) was enough to make Shen Linfeng surmise that he could effortlessly dispatch a late-stage Heavenly Sovereign.

Both of them were quite busy and lacked the time to search for money, so they simply told Su Ming to find it himself in the cash box. Of course, this also showed a high degree of trust in Su Ming.

One must know that he had already lived for fourteen hundred years, and breaking through to the Sword Emperor realm was something that had only happened in the last few centuries.

The meaning of these four characters exploded in everyone's minds all at once, striking them like a bolt from the blue.

No one had seen clearly what happened within the mist, yet the sound of flesh being severed was indeed somewhat numbing. But looking at the youth now, there was not the slightest trace of the terrifying oppression from before. Most importantly, the arm that had dragged Huxiu into death had now completely vanished from everyone's sight.

Mei'er looked down and saw, sure enough, layers upon layers of overlapping green piercing through the mist beneath her feet—some deep, some light, swaying gently—so verdant that it refreshed the spirit and gladdened the heart.

A sudden sense of strangeness arose in his heart. The Beast Forest was a place devoid of human habitation, so how could there be human voices?

A punch slammed into his back, directly driving the man's body fiercely into the ground with a loud crash. Immediately afterward, a large pit appeared in the earth, and Dong Shang's original figure sank directly into it.

The Heavenly Emperor stood in the wilderness, raising his head to gaze at the rolling dark clouds in the sky. Three hours had passed, yet the Watcher and the Protector remained completely untraced. His falcon-like gaze swept toward that secluded patch of woods; across tens of thousands of miles around, this was the only otherworldly oasis. This matter indeed seemed rather strange.

"Who on earth are you? What have you done to my companions?" Li Xiaoyi looked coldly at Feng, who was standing frozen in place, while demonic energy began to swirl around his body.

Tianya looked with astonishment at the contents of this large box. She gritted her teeth; this fellow Lu Chenyang was truly a good-for-nothing scoundrel.

Yet, Lu Chenyang still caught a glimpse of what he had imagined within her eyes, even if it was fleeting.

The next day, the members of the Divine firmament Gate marched imposingly outside the gates of the Xuanji Palace. The horseman at the front was none other than Shen Tianfeng, the protagonist of this marriage proposal, and beside him was Elder Bai Xi. The three seventh-tier masters dispatched by the Divine firmament Gate all quietly followed on horseback behind Shen Tianfeng.

"I don't need your pity." Jian Jie sat on the sofa, her complexion slightly haggard, her body still feeling somewhat drained after being drunk.

Regarding Rui'er's words, Yan Momo and Yan Xue offered no expression because they could find no reason to refute her. However, Luo Zixun was different; she was extremely sensitive to Rui'er's remarks.

"It's all right, just lacking in substantive work, very idle. The team members all resent being stuck with me." Jian Xi tilted her head to look at the man sitting beside her profile, speaking half-jokingly and half-seriously.

These days, Wang Cheng noticed a sharp increase in news reports regarding the crackdown on criminal syndicates. He had originally thought these were merely decisions by the Ministry of Public Security, a routine matter, but Zhang Dezhen's words suddenly made everything clear to him.

This instantly caused an uproar. A chaotic scene erupted on the staircase, filled with shrieks, shouts, and the wailing of the brothel attendants. The brothel lobby instantly descended into complete chaos. Seeing someone beating the attendant, several burly guards and the procuress rushed upstairs aggressively.

"Old Yang, what do we do now?" Zhao Ruozhi asked. He had no experience in tomb raiding, and given the current state of affairs, he felt it best to listen to what Tomb-Raiding Yang had to say.

Regarding love, they felt disappointed once more. The hope they had initially seen vanished in an instant.

One could well imagine that Mangdang Mountain must have been turned upside down by now. Under a shattered nest, how could any eggs remain intact? Those bases of the Poison Immortal Sect no longer existed. Mangdang Mountain was the main stronghold of the Poison Immortal Sect; once this stronghold was destroyed, dealing with the other locations would become much easier.

Competition was necessary, but disorderly competition was unacceptable. Victor had to give his subordinates time to grow, otherwise today's deacon could eliminate the village chief, and tomorrow's deacon could eliminate the new village chief. This was like a monkey peeling corn—picking one and throwing it away, and the final one might not be what it wanted at all.

The moment his thumb pressed down upon it, that trace of demonic Qi burrowed directly into the cave. Immediately afterward, a strange mechanical operating sound emanated from inside the box.

Every minute delayed meant countless Japanese soldiers were being killed in the sea. Looking at the chaotic surface of the sea, the Japanese soldiers who had previously dreamed of capturing Davao in one fell swoop were now overwhelmed by a sorrow and anger as if plunging instantly from heaven into hell.

At this, not only was Huo Sanqian himself somewhat startled, but those who had previously been frightened out of their wits also immediately restrained their astonished expressions and began to look in this direction.

Upon ascending to the legendary tier, Victor naturally radiated majesty. Without restraining his own spiritual power, ordinary people dared not meet his eyes, making the chasm between him and the mortal world ever wider. The warmth and purity naturally displayed by Bertina remained an emotional experience he deeply cherished.

This distinct uniqueness made Chen Wan feel that Zhao Tiehu was truly special. Coupled with their similar backgrounds—both left alone in the world for the sake of the revolution—this shared fate gradually caused Chen Wan to fall in love with Zhao Tiehu.