Chapter 25: You Must Be the Relief Force Sent by the Monkeys!

Yet, this ghastly thing possessed an immensely powerful autonomous defense mechanism; with Qin Yibai’s current level of cultivation, he found it impossible to even get close to it.

The cage was crafted with extreme sturdiness, and Madam Taihang seemed particularly pleased with it, stationing only two guards there. One of them was on good terms with Yu Ping'er, and upon seeing her walk in from outside, she hurriedly rose to greet her.

Yin Nancheng glanced at his phone. This was a warning from Yi Yunsheng. Yin Nancheng was now the dean of Qingcheng Hospital; if the outside world were to learn that the dean led a chaotic private life, that would be far from a good look.

However, Kong Kongmie would always dodge the question with various excuses, and sometimes he himself would forget to ask those around him.

It was not about how sweet Yi Yunsheng’s words were, but rather that she knew the man on the other end of the line truly cared for her.

"Hmph... I’d rather not find anyone than be targeted by the likes of someone surnamed Ma, haha..." Once Chang Yuan opened his mouth, Yang Jianbang was reduced to tears. When it came to verbal sparring, he knew he was no match for a "bachelor" like Chang Yuan.

He walked to the bedside, leaned over toward her, and whispered, "Where is the reward we agreed upon?" His warm breath brushed against her neck, making her heart glow with warmth.

The old man’s black beard quivered; clearly, he had not expected this silver-haired youth to be so direct, showing no fear of offending a "master" like him. Yet, this was just to his liking—not bad at all.

Subconsciously, Li Ziqian did not want to believe that the old man who had once doted on him so thoroughly could be heartless enough to take his life.

Shuxin had used this tactic on Li Haodong once before, three years ago, when he had tried to take liberties with her. Although she had actively seduced him, it was all a ploy to ensure he would be misunderstood by others.

They had originally managed the entire prince’s estate, but after Yao Youqing married in and Wei Hong moved to the front courtyard, they followed him there, leaving the inner residence entirely to Yao Youqing.

After the battered white dragon landed on the ground, she slowly returned to human form. Her white dress was stained with blood in several places, and her complexion was deathly pale.

"Old Jin, these medicines must be worth a fortune, right?" A-Feng looked at the cardboard boxes in the ambulance, estimating their value.

It was the sound of the crystal curtains in the inner hall of Qingwu Palace being gently brushed aside and clattering together as they fell back into place. When Yin Ruxu lay on the bed and heard this sound, she knew someone had arrived.

It was a chaotic war, with both sides harboring ulterior motives. Even if they appeared to be in the same camp on the surface, their thoughts were divided, leading to even more chaotic results.

Yet, his words... inadvertently placed Qin Jiu on the opposite side of the System, positioning him within their own camp.

She hurried to bring over the honey and sour jujube tea she had prepared earlier to soothe the spiciness for Cheng Yaojin.

"I’m telling you, the sun is already high up! Are we too late!? I heard many recruitment offices have been set up at Zhonghua Gate. They’ve recruited quite a few new soldiers over the past two days. I also heard the Garrison Command has established a Student Corps, claiming they want to recruit ten thousand men to form an army," Zhang Aiguo said.

These things were not enough to stall for time, as they were merely routine check-up items. With the advanced technology of today, many cumbersome examinations could be expedited.

However, the Second Temple had no intention of stopping; they even advocated for welcoming people from outside the realm, letting them rule the world and bring it progress.

The disparity in cultivation realms led to a disparity in psionic levels, and psionic levels were the primary factor in combat effectiveness. Therefore, a cultivator of a higher realm could, nine times out of ten, easily crush one of a lower realm.

The third form was the Power of the Garland, which could sprout four additional arms, turning one into a six-armed Asura King, an avatar of a deity.

At most, they dared to skin a wild chicken or a wild dog, but one couldn't exactly display the skins of wild chickens and dogs on both sides of the shop entrance.

They would be controlled. That is why the bloodline of the Uchiha clan is the most formidable; there are simply too many things one can accomplish with these eyes. The way Gaara presented himself was truly frightening, especially that cold gaze accompanied by dark circles under his eyes.

Afterward, Ye Xun’s words were acknowledged by everyone. Naruto looked at the people before him, feeling a bit puzzled; he did not recognize these people, especially the leader—his eyes were so white.

Originally, seeing Xiang Jin covered in blood, Mu Yuan had wanted to express concern, but upon hearing what Xiang Jin said, he was so shocked that he ran back without even closing the door.

The Jade Emperor suddenly drew out his voice, as if lost in deep contemplation, unsure of what to do next.

"Alright." She agreed, but in her heart, she thought that this "alright" might be the last act she would play for him; from now on, she would no longer follow his orders.

Si Yufei glanced at the entrance of the restaurant. The waiter inside saw them and hurried over to hold the door open.

"Since you are still willing to acknowledge me as your elder brother, hand over the Nineteenth Weapon and leave this place at once," the Demon-Slaying Dragon King said, coughing a few more times.

Li Tianlong had already shed his armor. Now dressed in gray, he lacked that iron-blooded aura, yet possessed an air of detachment and grace. He strolled along the main avenue of Martial City, his spiritual sense covering a radius of one mile, a faint, indefinable smile on his lips.

Chen Yingxu’s mouth curved in an eerie arc, and he continued toward the room where the gasoline generator was kept. The ten black shadows extending from beneath his feet lengthened with every step he took; the ten survivors remained unable to move.

Tang Jun didn't say anything, but his eyes stayed fixed on Xue Fei, waiting for him to continue. He wanted to know why he was suitable but was not allowed to take the position.