Chapter 121: Defending the Glory of Mages, Starting with Me (First Update)

Shen He half reclined on the bed, his fingers twitching slightly. The military dagger he had taken from Director Pan shot out in an instant, darting through the room according to his thoughts. It traced one graceful arc after another through the air. Cold light flickered along its keen edge, making it clear that danger and beauty coexisted within those curves. For him now, controlling such a small dagger was effortless. It was only that the mental energy it consumed was greater than that required by those small stones.

He quietly glanced at Wang Jun beside him. The man showed not the slightest expression at that moment, and his attitude was unusually serious. It seemed that, during a journey like this, he too had adopted an especially attentive air.

The moment Lin Zeming finished speaking, the car-show models in the exhibition hall and the area outside suddenly thrust their long, fair legs toward the three men.

Perhaps Chu Wanqing had become overly excited, or perhaps the poison had begun acting up again. Her lips parted slightly, as though she wanted to say something, but before she could, she had already collapsed drowsily into Yun Zhen’s arms.

He discovered that, because of his cultivation of the Martial Scripture, his physique—which had already been stronger than that of ordinary people—had now grown even more formidable. Relying on physical strength alone, he could even rival a cultivator at the Earth Immortal level.

Situ Xuan gave a faint smile, the corners of his lips curving with an almost imperceptible hint of amusement. Then his figure blurred, and he casually set off in one direction.

“Jiayi, come home with me.” Shen Ming spoke to Shen Jiayi as he reached out to pull her away from Lin Ran.

Even Ximen Yuntian, who had been closing his eyes to heal his injuries, opened them wide and stared without blinking, deep in thought.

The expenses on the tenth floor were exorbitant, generally calculated in tens of thousands. If you casually picked out a piece of clothing there, you would not find anything priced below fifty thousand. If you wanted to relax or have something to eat, you could forget about it without at least a hundred thousand or more.

Zhengde walked about excitedly. Then he remembered that he had not slept all night and would likely have to travel through the night once he left the capital, so he went to rest first. He left all these matters to Xu Tai, Zhu Bin, and several other military commanders, with Zhu Houhuang naturally having a part in them as well.

“Those who bear the Death God Token may enter the hall directly.” A deep, impassive voice entered his sea of consciousness.

The artificial mountain had a remarkably unusual shape. It seemed exceedingly ugly at first glance, yet upon closer inspection, it possessed another kind of subtle charm.

Aoi Tensho sensed the changes taking place within his body. Wave after wave of heat surged through him, leaving him somewhat lost in the sensations of his own transformation.

His face could not be seen clearly, nor could his figure. His clothes hung loosely and flapped noisily in the wind, making it impossible to tell whether he was fat or thin.

Chen Yu’s original bottom line had been that the White Lotus Sect would take half, while he himself would be satisfied with receiving only twenty percent.

The voice of the Lu family head trembled with emotion. He was simply too excited. The biological son he had sent away all those years ago had not only grown up safely but had also become a Martial Venerable. Even the old men of the Lu family would no longer be able to stop him from returning, would they?

“Why?” After Chen Yu had arranged lodgings for Di Baichuan and sent him away, he asked the question.

If the white dragon they had just seen was the legendary White Serpent, then it must have survived a heavenly tribulation at least several hundred years ago. Why, then, did it need to undergo another tribulation now?

“Indeed. Given Uchiha Madara’s arrogant nature, he absolutely would not have hidden in the shadows after the First Hokage’s death... So what, exactly, could have made him do such a thing? Why did the Akatsuki not act?” Sarutobi Hiruzen said.

There was no need to be so resolute. Mr. Zhang had been by her side for so many years and had never revealed the slightest sign of ill intent. It was not necessarily the case that he meant to harm her.

Zhao Yun, standing to one side, was instead struggling to suppress his laughter. His handsome face had turned crimson, and his body trembled faintly as he fought to hold it in.

In less than a second, they were all dragged down by an immense force and slammed face-first onto the ground.

Now that the Five Saints had formed an alliance, if they could obtain the Eastern Sovereign Bell as well, then although they might not surpass the Interception Sect in terms of disciples, with the Eastern Sovereign Bell, everything would be different.