Volume 1, Chapter 60: Old Li is Dumbfounded! This is Faster Than Robbery!

This also reassured Chen Le, as he had been genuinely worried that those bald-headed thugs would show up to make trouble for him every few days. He was not afraid for himself, but he was afraid for his apartment—Chen Le could not afford to pay for any more damages.

"But Senior Long Hao, they are all eighth-rank spiritual martial artists! Our strength is far too weak to be of any help to you!" Lü Liang said hurriedly.

Liu Rong's expression did not soften; she had to wait right here so that if Jin Jueshao ended up getting beaten, she could rush in immediately to save the day.

A young man stepped out of the driver's seat of the Porsche. He looked to be in his early twenties, handsome and poised, wearing a impeccably tailored casual suit that failed to conceal his inherent aristocratic aura.

Changnan First High School was a century-old prestigious institution, and Class 2 was one of the top senior classes in the entire grade. Every student was diligent, studious, and ranked within the top hundred of the school. Yet this was truly the first time she had ever witnessed someone like Chu Yunfei sleeping straight through classes.

Long Yan trusted Long Hao implicitly, so even when facing this violent tempest, he did not deploy any defensive measures. All of his power was concentrated entirely into this single strike.

Judging by the martial prowess Chen Le had displayed last time, she figured that as long as he did not run into her, walking sideways through the school unchecked would be no problem at all.

"In that case, help me pick up Tang Nan's military training uniform as well." Zhuang Xuxu placed the slip of paper firmly onto Li Zifeng.

"I really don't know... Alright, alright, let's talk about it in detail when we get home after evening self-study." Seeing another classmate passing by, Xu Wansheng cut off her words.

What on earth did this man mean? She really couldn't fathom it. Moreover—"Why did you walk up to the door today and not come in?" As the thought crossed her mind, the words slipped out.

With a sweep of the staff in Li Yan's right arm, a surge of intense chilling mist suddenly erupted right beside the long-snouted alligator dragon. As the cold spread, even the three mercenaries running in front of the creature were engulfed by the frost, causing their running speed to plummet instantly.

Guo Lin walked slowly toward the dazed Wang Yan lying on the ground, a gentle smile hidden beneath his bamboo hat. "Who told you I am a high-level mage? Who told you I am a summoner? That was entirely your own wishful thinking." With that, he drastically accelerated, appearing beside Wang Yan in an instant as though crossing through space itself.

Hearing Li Yan speak up for her, Lin娜 flashed him a radiant, smiling glance laden with flirtatious charm, a look so electric it nearly made Li Yan lose his mind.

That Passat was assigned to the Xiang family's driver pool, meaning it was state-owned property, not something Song Daunwu could just give away on a whim. Besides, even if Song Daunwu really had given it away, would anyone actually dare to accept it?

People in the teahouses and restaurants lining the street caught sight of the commotion below and craned their necks to look. How could anyone possibly miss a good show?

Throughout the entire night, she did not fall asleep. Lying right beside Xia Xueqing, her mind raced endlessly with thoughts of Ye Chengxuan.

The expressions of everyone present shifted dramatically. While the spraying lava posed no threat to these Saint-level and Venerable-level powerhouses, such a large-scale volcanic eruption was a first for them all.

Ye Chengxuan smilingly explained that they had indeed taken some photos before arriving, but had deliberately halted the shoots to stay hidden from reporters in order to maintain a sense of mystery, adding that they would definitely present something entirely refreshing shortly after.

Zi Wulei continued pulling Zhao Gan forward as they ran, though her pace gradually slowed until she came to a complete halt. Due to the momentum, Zhao Gan nearly crashed right into her.

Old Lai was far too lazy to even get up, and Old Master Liu, despite being advanced in years and a light sleeper, spent most of his time resting. Thus, apart from the three men, perhaps only one chubby maidservant was capable of rising quite this early in the entire villa.

On the whole, the tremor was not particularly noticeable, yet the location of his imperial palace sat precisely at the epicenter, making the impact extremely pronounced.

"Why take off the Chixin Divine Armor? Wouldn't it be much safer to keep wearing it?" Lan Tian asked with a clear look of puzzlement.

The entrance to this 'path' was actually located right where Zhang越's spiritual consciousness resided, and it would shift along with the movement of that consciousness.

After eighty years of devoted and secluded cultivation, today's Lan Tian, if not completely transformed, could at least be said to be vastly superior to his former self.

Threshing rice was a much simpler task; as long as one possessed enough strength to lift a bundle of stalks and slam it forcefully against a wooden threshing bucket, the grains would easily separate from the stems. For two martial arts masters like Zong Xin and Zhao Kuangyin, handling this chore was quite straightforward—they picked up a bundle of rice straw and, in just a few brisk motions, tossed all the grains into the tub.

Although they were deep within the Welsh region, the people here mostly communicated in English, rather than actively reviving the Welsh language as other areas had begun to do.

"All the spirit stones you mine must be turned over to the sect, and nine-tenths of all other cultivation resources must likewise be surrendered. Under these conditions, would you be willing to serve as the Emperor of the Cangyue Empire?" Li Boyuan asked aloud.

For the following half-month, Lan Tian behaved quite obediently. Remaining inside his residence with his doors tightly shut to all visitors, he declined every caller and refrained from rushing to refine the Inquiring Dao Platform, choosing instead to quietly consolidate his cultivation at the fourth tier of the Creation realm.

With no idea what thoughts were running through her head, the moment she laid eyes on this gemstone, her entire face flushed a deep crimson.

In an instant, countless sprays of blood filled the air, and hundreds of soldiers collapsed simultaneously, plunging the scene into an eerie, deathly silence.

Yet his esteemed master had been unwilling to always consult the weak-willed Yin Sect when issues arose, and thus proactively initiated a civil war, launching a surprise night raid against the Yin Sect.