Volume 1, Chapter 25: A Sense of Déjà Vu!

He opened his eyes with a bitter smile, though no one noticed the sharp glint that flashed within them.

Lisa looked at her pudgy, bun-like fingers and replied fiercely in her heart: Yes, I dislike it very much.

He had told Lu Chentian that if he dared to lay a hand on his Mecha God of War, he would raze Lu Chentian’s Dragon-Slaying Guild to the ground.

Ye Yun did not know what Laiduo was planning, so he did not give chase. Instead, he stared intently at Laiduo, the purple thunder sword in his hand grazing the floor. With a series of harsh metallic screeches, he carved deep sword marks into the golden floor.

Nangong Yi’er had a sudden urge to slap her. Just then, a maid whispered something to Nangong Zixuan. Nangong Zixuan’s expression changed drastically. She glanced at Nangong Yi’er and commanded, "Watch her closely; do not let anyone know!" With that, she hurried out of the dungeon.

Walking further in, they found a bed as filthy and chaotic as Old Duan’s, emanating a foul stench. Ye Ke’er could no longer restrain herself; she made no effort to hide her disgust and covered her nose.

Watching his sword descend, the five Divine Generals unleashed their full strength without reservation. The First Divine General was the first to charge, his fist striking silently toward Yamamoto Toshishide’s abdomen.

Outside the door, Qiu Feng watched his master with complex eyes. Ao Tianqi gave him a sharp, warning look, which Qiu Feng immediately understood, quickly vanishing into the shadows.

"Haha!" A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the crowd. Damn it, this guy, built even sturdier than Arnold, actually came from a guild called Chan Juan and had taken the feminine name Xu Chanjuan.

Seeing Shao Jian in such a dejected state, Yang Feng dared not disturb his boss. He could only sit on the bed, anxious and helpless.

The Scaled Snake was originally a Unicorn Whale Snake, but after it emerged from its seclusion, its cultivation had already reached the level of a Nine-Star Dou Emperor. For convenience, Tian Ying and the others had given it this new name.

She knew Jiang Fan’s situation better than anyone. As a poverty-stricken student specially admitted to Sanshui University, how could he possibly come up with a million dollars?

As these words fell, the three—Shikong and his companions—all turned their heads, fixing their eyes on Zhang Daoqiong, waiting for an explanation.

***

One day, they returned from Su Wu’s house. Su Li gathered the firewood from the yard and stacked it on the eaves’ ledge.

Of course, it was better not to use guns for such an operation. Once gunfire erupted, the enemy infantry guarding the division commander would swarm in to rescue him, and a safe retreat would become highly unlikely.

Chen Feng and Jiang Shaoping, standing behind Chen Hao, suddenly moved. With lightning speed, they reached Kong Xuan and the others, their fingers dancing as they sealed the trio’s acupoints, bringing them under control.

The nun Nieqing flickered her gaze, sizing Chen Hao up before extending a withered, wrinkled hand to restrain the nun Wuqing.

At the entrance of the Raw Stone Street, countless people had gathered, packing the area tightly. Everyone stared with fiery eyes at the cart full of raw jadeite, burning with envy.

This Golden-Thread Kasaya, like the Western Buddhist Heart Seal, was a priceless treasure of the Western Buddhist sect, a relic left behind by the Western Buddha upon his Nirvana and rebirth. Moreover, this kasaya had been further blessed by the mana of several high-ranking monks of later generations, with hundreds of Buddhist mantras inscribed upon it. Its power was not inferior to the Ten Great Buddhist Heart Seals.

If not for him and the Heaven-Piercing Giant Tree, the Divine Demon Continent and the Land of Fallen Gods would likely have become just like the Frozen World.

Catching sight of Liu Ji’s hand still resting on Sun Xiaoyou, Huang Jianliang did not hesitate to throw the previous embarrassment right back at him.

As a popular star of the basketball team, Huang Ze had a good reputation among several neighboring middle schools. Plus, communication between students was relatively easy—certainly better than someone like Luo Qiong, who suffered from autism.

Sophia was right about that. Knowing each other better would prevent panic when unexpected events occurred.

Although he secretly felt a sense of admiration for this young man, Howard, as an elder, could not help but show a protective stance toward the younger generation, especially after Lian Xue pointed out his deep friendship with Sun Xiaoyou’s father.

After speaking, purple magic power radiated from Guild Leader Feng’s feet, weaving into a magic circle that swallowed both Mingzhu and Mingying.

Having the other person, having love by one’s side—all of this already seemed like a luxury, though, truth be told, this didn’t really count for much.

***

"Uh, why does this feel like a student council membership review?" Niu Cha muttered.

"Sea." The guy finally found a reason to leave. He hurriedly bowed to Yang Ming once more, turned, and scurried away.

Although they didn’t understand why, having food was always a good thing. So, aside from Sophia, who was still eyeing Wang Ziye and the landlady with suspicion, everyone else voiced their gratitude.

Clearly, Duan Yu’s words had taken effect. For people who traded money for their lives, nothing was more persuasive than talking in silver.

Fortunately, Jun Shuang was in a good mood today. She didn’t make it serve itself, instead taking its bowl to the kitchen to fill it, adding a few extra generous scoops to ensure Zhan Yue would be stuffed.

We didn’t know what was happening outside, and we couldn’t sleep. After waiting a while, we quietly got up, opened the door, and crept out, pressing ourselves against the gate to listen for movement.

Xiao Ying had originally planned to get the business on the right track before dealing with Shen Haotian, but he hadn’t expected to be one step behind, outmaneuvered by this scoundrel.

Although Xie Fei knew the Purple Flame Dragon was doomed, he never expected it to be so terrified of the aura emanating from the Heaven-Splitting Battle Axe. Furthermore, Xie Fei himself could not fathom exactly what that aura was.

But they had misjudged him. Seeing Ma Long sitting in the corner all morning without a word, they assumed he was meek and easy to bully. They hadn't expected Ma Long to explode, taking on the crowd single-handedly, which shocked everyone into silence.

Bypassing the maze, Xie Fei easily avoided the warning formations. Before long, a hundred-foot-tall boulder appeared before him, with the words "Sword Sect" carved into its face.

When Duan Qingming and Duan Yulan stepped out of the sedan, they saw that several other young ladies had already arrived and were disembarking outside Princess Jinxiu’s estate.