Chapter 38: What a waste of such a perfect opportunity!

Gu Zhaojing soon sent another message: "Alright, I'll arrive around 6:50. After you finish the livestream, I'll head back to the rented apartment with you."

Xia Huajiao felt a flutter in her heart and replied with surprise: "You still haven't figured it out?"

Gu Zhaojing: "There are new developments that need more consideration. I'll leave before ten."

Xia Huajiao was somewhat exuberant: "Got it! But if you don't want those two to know about the apartment, I'll have to pretend I don't know you!"

Not two seconds later:
Think about it, if Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't had feelings for Miss Ma, that would have been the abnormal thing, wouldn't it?

"Actually, besides the two endings I mentioned earlier, there is another..." The Falcon's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

"By the way, Master, are you working as a consultant at this martial arts school now?" He Zheng changed the subject and asked.

Watching Kong Mengyao's retreating figure, Su Ni wanted to speak up and ask her to stay several times, but in the end, the words remained unsaid.

*Journey to the West* is the story of Tang Xuanzang holding fast to his original intentions, traveling step by step to the Western Heaven to obtain the true scriptures. If not for his steadfast belief, how could Tang Xuanzang have possibly obtained them?

He laughed cruelly, as if he could already see Su Ni being reduced to flesh and blood beneath his claw-like strikes.

Because of this, many powerful martial artists from various factions relied on their strength to sneak into the Ancient Fist Sect, hoping to uncover something. Top-tier boundary-breakers had visited at night more than a few times; there were no fewer than ten instances where they were detected, four of whom were captured directly and thrown into the dungeon.

In an instant, Lancelot was enveloped by the surging "Wind Domain," the blade-like winds leaving six or seven wounds on his body, each one drawing blood.

Shan and Lei were also brimming with spirit. During the last S-series tournament, they had witnessed their sister-in-law's heroic bearing as she gave Yin a good lesson, and they were very much looking forward to a repeat of that situation.

Just as Mo Wanli averted her gaze, Bei Mojing happened to look toward her. Seeing her enter the carriage, his eyes darkened before he spurred his horse forward, ordering the troop to set off.

So Qin Cixuan had come to make a vow to the person inside, but she couldn't figure out what he saw in her. And why bring her along to witness his vow? Su Li could not fathom it no matter how she tried.

The contestants gathered around nodded upon hearing this, all waiting to see who would make the first move, hoping to find an opportunity to snatch the silver blade-light token.

"I... I have no strength left, pull me up." Liu Feinuo cast a strange glance at Feng Shaoming.

The man turned around at this moment, and Mo Wanli clearly saw a topographical map laid out on the table as he turned. When the man cast his gaze toward her, she immediately lowered her eyes.

She had basically categorized white as her most loathed color. Seeing such a youth in white, she immediately thought of a fox spirit, which made her feel deeply uncomfortable, and she could not help but darken her face.

"Brother-in-law, tell me, how do you think the Sea Clan will attack us first? Could it be that because the Sea God is angry, the Sea Clan will just come to attack directly?" Lin Feng looked at the calm sea and asked indifferently.

Bailing’s true strength, despite being at the late stage of Tribulation Transcendence, had reached the mid-stage of Mahayana; it was just that she had not yet passed the heavenly tribulation, so her physical body was not as formidable as a true Mahayana expert. She was evenly matched with the eighth-level sky-traversing Wu Zhan. The decisive battle was about to begin.

The room was fully equipped with every luxury, even including a bed, a bathing pool, and all manner of fruits, delicacies, and fine wines. It did not look like a place provided for auctions, but rather a luxurious inn meant for living.

"See people? See who? Your parents?" Seeing Sun Tingting put down the hammer, Liu Xiaomang breathed a sigh of relief.

Some of the Dragon family disciples had been taken for a ride, but Yu Jinxiu's actions were understandable. With the addition of the medicinal pills that followed, the few of them had actually gained an advantage, and instead of hating her, they were quite grateful.