Volume 1, Chapter 64: The Decision of the Eagle Federation

Seeing that Smith was firmly resolved to go to the Dragon Country, Adams knew that further persuasion was useless. He could only sigh and turn to leave.

He Lili was also stunned by this scene. She knew that Yi Yun possessed some hidden cards, but she never imagined they would be so formidable! Timidly, she uttered two words: "So satisfying."

The expression on the face of the leader of the men in black had turned ashen to the extreme. If we could beat him, would I look like this?

However, just when people had abandoned all hope, hope often descends at precisely such a moment.

"Should know?" Zhang Qing was also stunned. There was no legendary Heavenly Court in this world, yet he had once falsely used the name of the Heavenly Court to act.

This momentarily made Lin Jie feel a bit of sweat on his back, while secretly thinking he was utterly spineless.

After giving it some thought, it seemed she really hadn't eaten lunch. Yoon Ji-eun had not yet emerged from the shadows. Originally, she thought only Ko Hoon would be there; she had come to check on Ko Hoon, go eat together afterwards, take a walk, and if possible, lean on Ko Hoon for support. Really, she had no other demands.

Of course, if martial arts were pursued to the ultimate extreme, one could likewise elevate their realm. Even by being utterly despicable to the extreme like Jian Chong, coupled with efforts in other areas, one could still advance to the pinnacle.

As for being able to defeat the Thunder Dragon this time, it was largely thanks to this creature's brain seemingly not functioning very well after waking up, causing it to be ambushed by his Primordial Separation Fire. Moreover, all of its trump cards had been forced out by He Lili, who was possessed by the demonic seed. Otherwise, even if Yi Yun's strength had fully recovered later, it would have been extremely difficult to defeat it one-on-one.

For the first thousand steps, aside from spiritual energy being restricted and impossible to mobilize, there was an additional special formation known as [Gravity Superposition]. The higher one went, the stronger this gravity superposition became, reaching a maximum of fivefold gravity.

Lin Yuan lowered his gaze slightly, unable to fathom why those who hired assassins to kill him had done so. He neither stole nor plundered; exactly whose toes had he stepped on?

"Nothing to be done, I'm used to it," Zhao Kuangyin smiled faintly, finally realizing his own usefulness. Still, that was fine—he wasn't afraid of being utilized; what he would fear was being useless. Although this particular application was somewhat embarrassing, since Zongxin had declared him destined for a long life, it could still be considered a good thing.

Snap... hiss—the two of them continued to slide backward a short distance after making contact with the ground before finally coming to a halt.

"Master Pan, you certainly talk big. You hand out silver as if you're afraid people won't be able to catch it. Ha! I wonder just how heavy the silver in Master Pan's household really is!" A dark-faced dwarf walked out of the distillery, looking at Pan Fu with a face full of mockery.

These teachers were all ordinary people. Walking around the school at night with a flashlight still provided a sense of security for the average student.

Yao Chi had practiced poisonous arts since childhood, and her control far surpassed Zongxin's. Up to now, Zongxin's understanding of poison was still very limited, and the toxicity stored within his body was not substantial either. Even Yaoyao's poisonous arts were far more profound than his. Zongxin merely stored the toxic arts as a fixed program within his body; the things he could actually do remained very few.

Zen Master Feilong was so enraged he was left speechless. Although what Zongxin said was true, his intentions had after all been good, yet he never expected Zongxin to frame it in such a manner. No wonder Zongxin could become an enlightened eminent monk, while he was merely an ordinary temple abbot.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Jin went to the inpatient department. After making her rounds through the wards, she headed to Huo Yining's room. Huo Yining's surgery had been performed by her personally, and his condition had stabilized without any major issues. Generally speaking, it would suffice for an intern to take over his subsequent care, but Shi Jin handled all of Huo Yining's follow-up treatments herself.

Everyone else in the palace looked at him, their faces filled with anticipation, yet he was completely powerless to do anything.