Volume 1, Chapter 152: Effortless Mastery

He Yue shouted for everyone to assemble, but no one paid him any heed. He Yue directly summoned several training instructors, explained his purpose and identity, and the instructors quickly gathered the troops.

Fan Zhi nodded; even if there really were bandits, they had no choice but to push through. Otherwise, they would have to take a detour, which would only take them further from their goal.

He had originally been in his office, browsing the internet for a movie to watch, when he received a phone call just as he was about to start.

Xia Tian naturally noticed Liu Hai’s excitement; it was indeed a very encouraging result.

Liu An could hardly admit that his vital parts were injured, so he could only guard himself desperately, refusing to let Princess Ruyu see. Having been injured today, it remained unknown whether he would ever be able to perform as a man again.

"Annoying!" The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and exerted force, but given his young age and lack of strength, his sword remained firmly clamped between Liu An’s legs. Seeing that he couldn't move it an inch, he let go, cursed, kicked Liu An, and then walked away laughing with the Ninth Prince.

"What’s going on?" Yamaguchi Kazuo was somewhat surprised. How could Yu Wanli’s death be linked to Bai Ruxin?

Four hundred thousand catties! What kind of concept was that? Xiao Fan broke out in a cold sweat, grateful that the heavy sword hadn't landed on his feet; otherwise, they would have been turned into pulp. Xiao Fan wondered, if he could wield this Wufeng Heavy Sword under two hundred times gravity, could anyone at the peak of the Three Flowers Gathering stage withstand a strike?

Still in shock, he heard a "snap" and, caught off guard, felt another heavy lash of a whip across his body. The pain was piercing, as if his very bones had been snapped by the whip.

"How about this? Why don't we make a deal?" Ke Han didn't take the bait, but instead spoke calmly.

There were also fabrics woven with silver threads, which cost several times more, but there were few with gold threads—only a few bolts. The shopkeeper explained that those were kept for the occasional wealthy customer and were not the main stock; they were just there to make the shop’s selection look complete and attract more patrons.

"Good, then I will await your good news," Director Tang said excitedly. He believed that as long as Chen Yidao appeared on their program, their ratings would surely soar, for Chen Yidao’s fame was immense; even the leaders of many nations kept an eye on him, let alone ordinary people.

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters... The Blood Demon Worm kept its gaping maw wide open, as if it intended to swallow Yun Guo and his group in one gulp.

"Whoosh." Seeing the sword that he had no time to dodge stop less than five centimeters away, and then watching the remaining five assassins around him fall to the ground, Lan Aoyi was stunned. Could there be a top-tier expert nearby? Otherwise, why hadn't he sensed anything?

Everything remained a mystery to Luo Jinshi. Of course, Wei Jiacheng, standing to the side, was also confused about what kind of relationship Ling Surong actually had with Xun.

Ying Jie also felt the affection between her parents and felt quite happy in her heart. The Prince's words echoed in her ears: "Will he... treat me in the future just as Father treats Mother? Will I be able to have such a devoted husband?"

Deep in the woods, a cold wind blew, carrying a damp and chilly aura.

"Master, I am the artifact spirit of the Staff of Life. Once I entered the Spring of Life, I awoke and began to recover to my peak state." The melodious voice sounded again, as if she could know whatever Yun Guo was thinking.

Chu Xuan suddenly changed direction, and his Dragon-Pattern Sword transformed into a ray of divine light, heading straight for that area.

If a peerless genius who had shaken the starry sky, like Qi Tiancai or Xuanyuan Min, were to step into the Human Sovereign realm, how formidable would they become? At that point, it likely wouldn't be easy for him to defeat the likes of Qi Tiancai or Xuanyuan Min.

The competition process was not complicated and was divided into two parts. The first part involved all participants from each sect entering the fray for a chaotic melee, with rankings determined by the order in which they were eliminated.

The white-robed old man appeared extremely ethereal, as if he were merely a projection, yet with a gentle wave of his hand, he blocked the burst of energy Zhang Fan had unleashed.

Lin Yan heard every word of the conversation between Luo Jingyun and Li Sixian. However, with a thousand worries clogging his heart, he was unable to carefully contemplate the meaning behind Luo Jingyun's words.

He made a call to Yang Zi, telling him there was an important lead and to come over immediately. Less than ten minutes later, Yang Zi arrived directly from the Municipal Bureau.

Lin Ruofeng found no identity tokens on the three corpses; clearly, they had already been taken by others.

At this moment, several hundred people from the three academies arrived at the Execution Gate in a grand procession, led by their respective deans, and stood directly within the courtyard of the Execution Gate.

Although he said so, Zhang Tianyi did not believe it easily. The man's expression just now clearly showed that he had recalled something—a memory he wanted to escape but could not.

After Qin Tuyi entered the villa, Qin Zhengming took charge of the scene. However, after such an event, the guest of honor had left, and the grand birthday banquet had lost its flavor.

Everyone’s knees had gone weak, and Chu Yunqing frowned. He sent someone to investigate the situation, but at that moment, a figure walked down from the airship.

It was best if the plot remained unchanged; even if it deviated, she could expend some effort to steer it back. It wasn't a big problem.

Hearing this, Mo Yuanlin and Mo Yuanhao turned in unison to look at Yun Wanye. Their gazes were probing, but Yun Wanye remained unflappable.

Shen Yuan did not like to take risks. If he were more reckless, he could have tried to infiltrate the Eastern Yi royal family to assassinate Xue Rouxin.

The childhood of Du Tianya was extremely tragic. No, more than just tragic—it was utterly miserable.

But at this moment, the eight elders were completely unafraid. Shen Yuan had his confidants, but did they not have theirs? If Shen Yuan intended to use force, the clansmen of the Shen family from their lineage would not stand for it.

Faced with the instructor's question, James had to rise to the challenge and say, "I am thinking about what kind of things could have military applications, preferably something ready-made."