Chapter 58: Wu Che

Ignoring the crowd of furiously burning disciples, Wang Lin walked straight toward the highest room on the peak. Although the spiritual energy there was still meager compared to his own Jade Jasper Tower, what Wang Lin cared about was not this, but rather the peace and quiet, free from disturbance.

As for himself, once his cultivation realm was stabilized, he would set off for the Heavenly Fire Sect, and then head down the mountain to temper himself through trials. Winning first place was merely a way to warm up his hands.

Elder Li looked at Wang Lin and issued a reminder:
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After parting ways with Sun Chun and the others, my grandfather and I headed toward the back mountain to search, while Sun Chun and the group moved toward the hill on the left.

Roars echoed continuously. The dark-door experts under the Demon Shadow and the law enforcement team members under Gao Jin acted as though they had completely lost their minds.

Countless students poured out like inmates released from prison for yard time. However, upon seeing the group blocking the entrance, they very consciously split to both sides and kept a far distance away.

The previously launched lightning sword suddenly materialized directly above the blood-talisman ghost. The lightning sword was crackling with electrical currents, and in the next instant, it transformed into thousands upon thousands of beams of light that blasted toward the blood-talisman ghost, enveloping it in less than the blink of an eye.

A series of affirmative responses rang out as the eight great generals charged forward simultaneously, excitement and smiles plastered across every single one of their faces.

Finally, a trace of a smile appeared on the waiter's face, and at this moment, the word "smugness" was written all over it.

The sudden global quest left Tong Tian slightly stunned. He hurriedly opened the webpage, where detailed explanations of the mission were displayed.

So many years had passed, and Shi Yi had long since put aside such thoughts. His eldest son was hopeless, which was why he had made provisions for the future long ago.

Bao Bao and Chen Xiaoran appeared in relatively secluded spots when using stealth, so no one noticed them. But the moment the two stepped into the casino, no less than dozen gazes locked onto them.

After Luo Ruchai, Zhang Dongtao, Li Yan, Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance, Zhang Guoxin, and the others entered the room, Li Zicheng finally spoke.

"Fire!" the guard captain ordered. Bullets crackled through the air, but the bodies of the louse-mites were extraordinarily soft; the bullets struck them as if hitting a pile of cotton, instantly neutralizing all the kinetic energy.

Zhang Fan saw through Gaia's intentions. Given its obsession with the magma worms, Gaia would surely manufacture them in massive quantities regardless of the consequences, which might ultimately cause truly irreversible damage.

Although many people disliked and failed to understand those so-called "alternative" songs, it did not affect their explosive popularity. Do not let the current wave of skepticism, complaints, and mockery on the internet fool you; this was simply because these songs had not yet fully fermented.

Jiang Chen circulated the Drifting Dragon Art, stepping lightly as he traversed the underground cavern at will, resembling a dragonfly skimming the surface of water.

The dozens of banquet tables below were fully occupied. Hearing Shan Long's words, the crowd immediately began whispering and discussing among themselves.

He strolled over, his figure somewhat lean, and his face was not yet clearly discernible, but his silhouette perfectly matched the image of the Purple Night in people's hearts.

"Bai Xiyu, it seems you are still quite sensible. Rest assured, as long as you hand over the crimson-eyed tiger cub, I will certainly not make things difficult for you!" Yang Shaojian's gaze landed upon the unseeing cub, his eyes growing increasingly fervent. Slinging his golden mace behind his back, he spoke slowly.

At this very moment, everyone present held their breath, staring nervously at the communications officer.

What Wu Sangui found strange was that Liu Ning did not take action immediately. Instead, he smiled and spoke, telling the deputy commander-in-chief to think carefully about what he ought to do next, before leaving the commander's mansion and returning to the barracks.

It was like an unparalleled, unprecedented darkness that one could not help but try to calculate, only to be inevitably swallowed into its depths.

A square block of stone was detached, but before it could drop, Que's right hand produced the Polaris. A black ribbon threaded through the gaps, binding the block to suspend it before gently placing it aside.

Zhang Jie hesitated with words on the lips, but ultimately took the order and withdrew. Before long, cries of agony drifted over from afar, sounding all the more wretched in the quiet night.

Before Bai Jinyu could even speak, the other party had already told him "fully booked," which undoubtedly carried the suspicion of seeing him off the premises. Such an awkward situation was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"According to the agreement signed by Premier Zhou before his death with the Yankees, our Celestial Empire's film market is completely open to the United States."

Jiang Changan could not retreat. Right behind him stood Situ Yuning, and Mu Huaqing would not care about any innocent bystanders. Once he retreated, given Situ Yuning's meager cultivation, she would have no way to defend herself.

The moment before the explosion, realizing the severity of the situation, he directly abandoned the plan to use reinforced air to pry open the black cage. Instead, he gathered the remaining air around his head, simultaneously reinforcing his clothes, while also allocating a small portion of dispersed air around and within the gaps of his garments.

After a few rustling sounds, not only did the long table return to its original intact state, but even the tableware and various utensils appeared as though they had never been shattered, bright and clean as new. Only the pumpkin juice that had spilled onto the floor silently testified to everything that had just occurred here.

Ji Meina wore a dark expression because he noticed that when Ji Qingcheng uttered those words, she was actually looking right at him.

Seeing his gaze grow increasingly intense, Xia Ping shrank her neck, practically driven mad by him. This guy could think of such messy things no matter where he was; it was enough to infuriate someone to death without paying for a life.

Knowing that talking more was useless and that killing him was more effective than any words, Zhou Jiayao simply stated the contents of the competition.

Han Lei nodded, a sudden curiosity welling up in his heart as to what kind of person the number one figure in the Divine Origin Continent truly was.

Everyone's gazes shifted toward Ye Xuanfeng and Jiang Shuyi, their faces carrying expressions of disdain and sanctimony.

Ye Chujie returned to her room, looked at the unfinished men's suit on the sewing machine, walked over to finish the hems, and folded it together with a shirt and tie into a large cloth bag.

Furthermore, coupled with the humiliation the Xiliang State suffered on the Day of Celebration, this label had thoroughly been pinned on them.

Now, the only method she could think of was to poison him, but given his vigilance and martial prowess, that was an almost impossible task to accomplish.