Volume 1, Chapter 69: Not Jiang Family's Biological Daughter
Jiang Fangjing never replied, leaving Jiang Yuxin feeling unsettled.
"However, Teacher Zephyr, I believe someone will stop you," Aokiji changed the subject and said.
Now, it was basically all used up on the Soul Bender, resulting in a full set of red +15 amplification, along with a few weapons.
The Disconnection Gauntlet truly lived up to its name. Moreover, with the signal grid recently modified, the network was unusually unstable, prone to dropping offline at the slightest provocation.
"What a pity I don't have a geomantic compass; otherwise, I could deduce the exact location," Wu Zhi sucked through his teeth, looking somewhat regretful.
Seeing the other's equipment and fluid techniques, the group had already guessed that the person before them was none other than the undisputed top whale of the national server.
"This is a foreign-affairs hotel, so they probably don't allow lodging. Still, we should be able to get inside; otherwise, they wouldn't have told us to look here," Wang Jinghui said with a knowing air.
She walked straight up to Wu Zhi, gently stroked his head with her hand, and applied the same technique she had used to pet the panda the other day. This instantly managed to calm the furious Wu Zhi down quite a bit.
"Kahn, I never expected your Observation Haki to have reached the level of foreseeing the future—no, wait, even stronger than that. How on earth did you pull this off?" Rayleigh asked in an exceptionally solemn tone.
Before leaving, Zhao Fu did not forget to search Feng Jiao's corpse. Confirming there were no storage treasures like a Taotie pouch, he only managed to retrieve a few foul-smelling pills from him.
Fang Tianci and Mu Qingyun had come here this time, naturally, to secure fortuitous encounters so they could break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Xu Gang used to think of himself as a bad person, but compared to Shen Nan, Xu Gang realized he was far from being a bad person—he was merely a fool.
Although this slash did not harvest much moonlight energy, it was nonetheless formidable, instantly severing a section of the arm. Kain immediately felt the pressure gripping him ease up considerably, and with a mighty surge, he lunged against the mechanical servant's fingers, rocketing forward and landing squarely on its central head.
"Don't you run! You can't escape!" cursing angrily while exerting all his might, Li Yuanfang finally managed to burst out from the ground after a long struggle. His blade-escape technique relied entirely on a single breath of vital energy to shuttle back and forth through the earth. If that breath were cut off, not only would it be difficult to burst out, but he also ran the risk of suffocating beneath the soil.
At present, there was not a single person of her own inside the entire General Qianye Estate. Though those people treated her with superficial politeness, she had no idea what thoughts they harbored in secret.
The new recruits and soldiers cast glances around. In the eyes of many, rather than fear and confusion, a different expression emerged as they slowly rose to their feet, shouting and drawing their weapons in a fierce roar amidst the gaze of more troops.
Aunt Yu was about to continue speaking when her voice suddenly hitched. Her eyes widened sharply, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the screen.
Therefore, on the day he received his appointment certificate, Du Yuexiao even went to the trouble of wearing a custom-made major general's uniform, taking a majestic military portrait to hang in his room.
Hearing this, Peony narrowed her eyes slightly, leaped down from the roof, and swiftly left the Anyang Prince's Mansion.
Yet that wasn't all; why did he faintly feel that Ye Fan's job sounded rather like a lifetime appointment?
A three-dimensional image with a diameter of one and a half meters instantly formed on the conference table. It was a news broadcast from an entertainment channel. Paparazzi had discovered the second young master of the Chelsea family, Wolf, mingling with the Noah Leon National Forces.
Turning back, he saw that Yao Ying had stopped smiling. She rested her chin on her knees, her dark, glossy eyes staring straight at his body.
"The metallic structures that manage to survive a violent explosion always boast exceptionally fine material quality." A rare trace of a smile surfaced at the corner of Pinggu Liu's lips.
He saw his palms moving like spinning wheels, carrying the sound of thunder as they crushed forward. Flecks of yellow light immediately emerged all around his body, instantly slamming toward the crown of the man in black and forcing him to retreat step by step.
Isha's spacecraft was merely a hunting vessel from a chaotic region; although it carried heavy weapons, it could not compare to a warship. Practically everything usable had already been brought out.
Because through practicing Tai Chi and Qi cultivation, Tang Chen's sensitivity to his own energy field had elevated to an astonishing level.
However, Feng Shui arts were applied much more practically and lacked the heavy complexity of Taoism. Simplicity and utility were the methods favored by Feng Shui practitioners. Therefore, when drawing talismans, Feng Shui masters skipped steps like hand incantations and pacing the stellar diagram, focusing solely on connecting and perfecting the energy field, thus outstripping Taoism in terms of efficiency.
The sword spirit nodded and swiftly transformed into a strand of sword Qi, channeling through Lin Feng into Nirvana.
Precisely because of such strict systems, many ancient Feng Shui fraudsters dared not linger in one place for long, instead hitting and running from spot to spot. Of course, there were also Feng Shui practitioners who were framed, landed in prison, or even suffered "pig cage" drowning at the hands of outraged villagers. A society where rule by men superseded rule by law was truly more terrifying than anything else.
Wang Po's entire body had become the sharpest of weapons. With every strike of his fists, elbows, and knees, the sound of cracking bones echoed through the air.
"Her husband will be released before long. I told her to recover her health in peace, and wait until he comes out to decide whether she wants to leave." A primary wife held absolute power over concubines, capable of deciding their departure without her husband's consent, though unfortunately, that authority was somewhat discounted when it came to the Ling family.