Chapter 68: Journey to Canglang

With a flash of blade light and a few miserable screams, Zhang Wutao hacked three starving wolves to pieces, then delivered a fierce kick that sent another wolf flying several meters away with a yelp.

"That's fine then. Since Sister Shen doesn't care about the title, I'm willing too!" Huang Minshan stepped closer. The alluring fragrance she exuded, combined with the determination and shyness in her eyes, made Qin Yang's heart skip a beat.

Just as Aaron's words faded, several dark figures silently vanished back into the secret chamber. These operatives belonged directly to the Grand Elder's secret forces; even the majority of the Ten Great Elders were unaware that such a mysterious force existed under the Grand Elder's command.

"These people had no original intent to rebel. Now that the chief culprits have been executed, Southern Border City can finally return to its former peace." Jiang Mo waved his hand, beckoning Fei Yun over.

The one who was hurt was a fickle-hearted man, a wandering soul of inconstancy, and the one left pining day in and day out with no hope of a glimpse was Fu Yanjin.

"Brother, how on earth did you manage to get bitten by a dog? How are you holding up?" Mu Yiyi asked with a feigned expression of concern.

"Is that the aura of a god?" Black Xun stared unblinkingly at the "light figure" high in the sky, sighing in awe.

Hearing this, Chen Yu felt a sudden urge to go up and give him a sound beating. At a time like this, making sarcastic remarks—wasn't that just asking for trouble? Yet Chen Yu was somewhat puzzled: why did one incident after another come crowding in without giving him a single moment to digest the information in his mind?

With a furious roar, the boss immediately turned and charged toward the mastermind behind the scenes. To my shock, however, a black shield suddenly materialized in the mastermind's hand, blocking the front. Damn it, could it be that second-tier transition players are now able to equip shields?

As the two chatted, they walked out of the Business School building. The previously bright and sunny sky had unexpectedly become blanketed by a thick layer of dark clouds, and the horizon was rolling with heavy, ink-black shadows pressing down menacingly.

Meng Fan was not intimidated by his reputation; instead, he felt a faint surge of excitement. He was eager to know what level of realm the Core Formation stage truly occupied, and how many chances of winning he would have against a master from the National Martial Arts Rankings.

"Thank you, Captain Zhao!" Xiao Yunfei said with a smile. He naturally understood the implication behind Captain Zhao's gesture—it was a warning not to stir up trouble within the police precinct.

"Clang, clang, clang—" A flurry of metal-on-metal clashing rang out as the burly man and the ultra-slim man launched consecutive attacks with their triangular military daggers. They collided with the dagger in Xiao Yunfei's hand, sending a shower of sparks flying in every direction.

"What is it? Are you planning to make a move?" Lin Yumeng asked with a sassy, unbothered air, showing not a shred of worry or fear.

"Please help protect Xiaoxiao well and make sure nothing happens to her," Meng Fan said. He did not ask Yang Li to intervene because his primary concern was Feng Xiaoxiao's safety.

Although I have acquired some abilities, why do I still feel so muddled and lost? Where on earth is my spiritual sustenance?

Hearing that a divine doctor had come to the village—one whose lineage spanned a century and whose ancestors had served as imperial physicians in the royal palace, even treating the Empress Dowager—the villagers were filled with curiosity and gathered outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of the imperial physician's demeanor.

Beihua said nothing in response, because Mofan's words were entirely true. Qionghua disciples either remained obscure, or once they made a name for themselves, they became peerless figures. Even Mofan right before his eyes, though yet to fully mature, possessed a potential that made no one dare predict he could not become a peerless hero of the age.

There are simply too many injustices in the world for me to manage, and too many treacherous villains for me to kill them all. Therefore, all I can do is kill as many as I possibly can, until one day, in the eyes of demons, I become a far more terrifying demon than they are.

Yet, upon reflection, how could Du Han possibly have sent photographs back then? Her family was unwilling to have any contact with her at all, let alone take pictures.

Chen Yang was equally bewildered. It was clearly their first meeting, yet for some reason, the look Chu Tianhe gave him was brimful of hatred.

Sheng Huai'an continued to notch his arrow and draw his bow, loosing a volley toward the Xiongnu army beneath the city wall. With the area beneath the ramparts densely packed with people, it was practically impossible to miss.

Though she had slaughtered the anomalies across the entire ward, against the vastly superior Murong Feifei, she did not possess even a shred of confidence.

"Ye Qingqian, what do you mean by what you said today? Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?" Mu Qingyan blocked her path, leaving her nowhere to run.

One had to know that Deng Yong was essentially a school bully and had even practiced taekwondo back in his student days.

The demonic soul vanished in an instant as the Crimson-Eyed Green-Scaled Python-Dragon coiled its serpentine tail and slammed it violently against the ground, shooting toward He Yang like lightning. A round, emerald-green orb of light burst from its maw, arriving in a flash.

At that moment, Leng Ninghan rode her white horse up to the exterior of an inn. Peering through the veil of her bamboo hat at the travelers hurrying along the street, she offered a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

Having received a profound kindness, she had merely acted out of convenience to rescue someone from peril. If she were to abandon the person who had come to her aid under such circumstances, how could she face her own inner Daoist heart in the future, and how could she continue to cultivate along the path of martial arts?

A faint creaking sound drifted over, and Jiang Tao moved toward the source, stepping so lightly that she did not make the slightest noise.

Watching Pei Xunran storm off in a huff, Gu Weiwei could not help bursting into laughter. This girl was actually quite cute; even when deliberately picking a fight, she gave off a much more comfortable feeling than Su Wansha did.

Especially those words she had just spoken—they felt even more like a confirmation that her inner suspicions were correct.

Therefore, she was certain that if the three of them were to fight to the death, there was absolute no way they could survive.

The young masters were initially quite unaccustomed to it, but after a couple of days, they all grew used to it, and even began to feel that Yang Yunqi's lectures were much more interesting than those of the previous Tutor Feng.

"Thank you, Uncle, you flatter me." Gu Weiwei felt her entire world spinning in chaos. Looking at Mother Fu's bewildered expression, she had no idea where to begin explaining. Before she could even gather her thoughts, she heard voices speaking outside.

Especially since Huo Zun was someone who hailed from Xingchen, none of them could tell whether Huo Zun was putting on an act of feigning injury.

The only difference was that yesterday's incident was merely a robbery that did not result in major losses, whereas today she had nearly been killed in a car accident.

Just as he was continuously sighing inwardly, he suddenly caught a faint sound from within the city. Raising his gaze, he saw nothing at all; the city gates were tightly shut, and the exterior was entirely tranquil, devoid even of the traces of battle.

Following Dr. Xu's brief dissociation and subsequent recovery, his original emotions and his suppressed emotions clashed violently in his mind, plunging him into a momentary state of chaos.

Boss Zhang was entirely qualified to make such a statement. What right did Douyin have to go toe-to-toe with Tencent? It possessed the foundation of Jinri Toutiao, meaning it was hardly unqualified to wrestle with a super-giant.

"Mr. Nie, we are members of the Special Investigation Bureau's task force. I am the captain, Xu Feng," Xu Feng stated.