78 The Endless Journey of Learning (15)

What was most astonishing was not just these sights. The strangest of all was that the sky had been replaced by countless great wheels of law, each exuding an overwhelmingly vast aura, each appearing to possess the power to destroy worlds. Yet within Zhao Xianzhong’s divine kingdom, they coexisted in perfect harmony; everything was orderly and peaceful.

Look at yourself: your appearance is already rather unremarkable, and you’re always slouching with your head down, which only makes you look even less appealing. And yet you dream of impersonating a multimillionaire—do you really think you’re up for the part?

So when Zhang Liang made the announcement about the martial arts school, and even gave it to Chen Haiyan, she naturally broke down in tears and flung herself into Zhang Liang’s arms, utterly beside herself. The sight moved countless onlookers, and many began to call out, wishing for such a brother of their own.

Just take a look at the many comments left by visitors to Bauhinia Ranch—perhaps they reveal something worth noting.

Hua Tuo was about to close up shop for the night when Zhou Zhang came running in, holding two exquisite wine jars in his arms, followed by more than a dozen sword-bearing guards.

After confirming that Shi Kefa would personally serve as Inspector-in-Chief, and discussing various affairs and making arrangements, Wang Duo left Shi Kefa’s office.

Some disguised themselves in Western military uniforms to sneak into the camps, some poisoned the foreign soldiers’ food, and others hurled explosives into the barracks. Their tricks were endless, leaving the Anglo-French forces constantly on edge.

Bai Wan’ning was a little nervous. When she saw Shen Run approaching, she quietly drew a breath, then gracefully went forward and greeted him with gentle courtesy.

“Village chief, you make the call—we’ll listen to you,” Doctor Zhang said to the silent old Mo, who had stood by without speaking.

But he had no idea that the so-called aura of the Primal Chaos was not truly the power of the Primal Chaos, but rather the aura of the Sky-Blood Blade, which had devoured vast amounts of primordial energy from the Mother Source, thereby advancing to the level of a mid-tier Primal Heaven Dao Supreme Treasure.

“Well…” Su Zhunning replied, “you do make some sense.” Unlike the previous two, he did not fully agree with this theory. After all, at his age, such notions were harder to accept.

Meng Yan slightly tilted her delicate chin, the wind rushing past her ears as towering trees, mountain peaks, and bizarre stones swept by above her head like a receding tide.

“How did you dodge that?” the frail man asked, pupils contracted, his tone trembling. The pressure and aura radiating from Ye Xuan were so overwhelming that he was left paralyzed, unable to move.

“Honey! I’m so happy. I’m finally yours now,” Chu Ming whispered, planting a gentle kiss on Liu Yifei’s cheek, her smile dazzling.

“Won’t those old fellows in the Sanctuary who rely on Divine Demon Pills to extend their lives be in real trouble now?” Lei Kuang pressed on.

The next morning, after Liu finished the morning exercises for the sect, he noticed that the dormitory door bore a list of those who had failed last night’s inspection. Room 306 stood out the most, with several violations clearly listed, and Liu Yifei’s name was right at the top.

After thoroughly checking for anomalies and finding none, Ye Xuan summoned all the remaining fragments of the eternal universe and stored them within the Cosmos of Stars.

Once again dealt a severe blow, the Golden Punishment Holy Emperor spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his gaze clearing for a moment.

Time ticked by, and though less than five minutes had passed, to Meng Yan it felt like five thousand years. At last, Meng Hu, accompanied by the notorious Leopard and Viper, cut through the arena guards and reached the northern spectator stands.

They were among the most representative practitioners of Wu Changshuo’s art, and through their study, inheritance, and research, they had significantly influenced the interpretation, continuation, and advancement of modern Chinese flower-and-bird painting.

After he finished speaking, there was silence from the other end. After a long pause, a different voice finally came through the communicator.

After a while, the host took the stage to announce the start of the auction, introduced the auctioneer, explained the rules, and handed things over. The auctioneer then began with the first lot.

As for the Death Marsh and the Quivering Spikes, these could only be activated in wartime, so they were nowhere to be seen on the castle square—all such installations were hidden within independent spatial pockets.

Disturbed by Obito, Blackstone Zhuo immediately launched an attack, sending Obito flying with his very first move.

Many villagers still gripped wooden sticks, hoes, and other makeshift weapons, confronting dozens of soldiers mounted on great horses, clad in leather armor and wielding sabers.

Nesta’s rise was like a freak occurrence, seemingly without cause. Almost no one knew her origins, only that her bloodline was that of the mighty Star Rain Jellyfish.

Ye Mei thought the same, but in her view, Ye Xingchen’s greatest strength was not in concealing his power, but in how rapidly his strength grew.

As each second passed, beads of sweat gathered on Lin Mu’s brow. The people around him waited in tense silence, not daring to make even the slightest sound, for fear of disturbing his rescue efforts.

Just as Lin Wei was about to continue formulating the bloodline purification potion, there came a sudden knock at the door.

It should be known that the Three-Legged Golden Crow appeared with the birth of the world in ancient times—there were only nine in existence. Because a world with nine of them was so scorching that nothing could survive, Hou Yi shot down eight, leaving only one.

“My lord, it’s time to choose the veil for the bride,” Aunt Fang said as she entered, handing over a golden balance rod.

Qiu Daitian laughed, “Don’t worry, she won’t leave the Hundred Flavors Inn, and Old Ox won’t reveal your secret. As for Sun Ce, he’s one of Red Tassel’s people—just remember that. Aside from the three of us, no one else knows.”