Chapter 44

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As an intern, the tactics these people could employ were likely things he had long since moved past; thus, he could consider himself well-prepared, knowing his opponents as he knew himself, and should be able to handle the situation with ease.

The Four Directional Demon Emperors were renowned figures within the Void Demon Dragon clan, each of them a supreme powerhouse at the peak of the Saint Emperor realm.

After the morning shift handover was completed, the rounds continued. Professor Min and the others seemed to have completely neglected to mention Lu Cheng’s appointment as a research assistant for the department.

The Nine-Eyed Deity’s nine eyes shone with a scorching light, staring intently at the Celestial Star Palace.

Treating them to a meal was certainly no problem; at least this clinical tradition was worth preserving.

The four Void Immortals narrowed their eyes. At first, they felt a surge of joy, but upon seeing Void Bingyun leaning against Chu Qian, her face flushed and filled with amorous longing, their expressions shifted drastically.

If they could recruit Liu Lihua into the Zhou family, it would naturally bolster the family’s strength.

As soon as the troublemaker lifted his chin, they all reached out simultaneously to grab Qiao Siyuan and Zhu Binbin.

The mere thought of what Ye Yuanmo intended to do to her filled her with such hatred that she wanted to kill him with her own hands to vent her spite.

The atmosphere between the two was incredibly subtle, and Li Chengzhi swept a suspicious gaze over the pile of sacks.

Under the dim streetlights, four men and a woman walked side by side, radiating a powerful aura. Tracking was Chen Tang’s specialty. On a patch of wasteland outside the Fourth Ring Road of the capital, Chen Tang brought the four to a halt, for the scene before them forced him to stop.

If Yang Feng and the Dream Unicorn were displeased, they could beat him to a pulp; it was a truly unpleasant sensation.

As Yan Ruoxing turned his head slightly, he caught sight of her face. They were so close that he could almost see every feature, and could even perceive her breathing and the soft intake of air.

Days passed in their usual monotony. Yan Luosheng stayed at the hospital to accompany Xia Yunxi and had not returned home. Only A-He had returned once to bring back Yan Luosheng’s dirty laundry and pick up a few sets of fresh clothes, while Tang Yixin stayed obediently at home and did not venture out.

Facing Cen Xueluo’s understanding, Wei Xiu couldn’t be bothered to explain. Not to mention that he was juggling his regular studies, he was also planning to master German! By now, Wei Xiu had learned a smattering of almost every influential language in the world; if he couldn't speak them, he could at least understand them.

I felt a hollow sense of oppression. My legs were shaking violently, and my back was tingling with numbness. I couldn't shake the feeling that something in the darkness was watching me, drawing closer and closer, blowing a cold breath against my neck.

In a private Prussian castle, Manvis Prussia and Phyllis sat on the terrace, basking in the warm spring sun, sipping vintage wine, and discussing topics that countless investors would give anything to know.

The moment a brilliant gleam erupted in Wang Cheng’s eyes, Xu Wuchen felt a sudden shift in his spirit. He turned his gaze, which fell directly upon Wang Cheng, and their looks collided fiercely in the void.

At this moment, Kangxi’s eyes were unfocused, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him at all.

When Wen Rou said this, Feng Liu could not help but sigh. Why did he sigh? It was simply because Wen Rou was too weak—so weak that it made him feel a touch of despair. Regarding this display from Wen Rou, what else could Feng Liu say?

Qin Mu began to enter survival challenge mode. His vision plunged into darkness, and it seemed as though even his thoughts had temporarily ceased to function. After a brief moment of daze, Qin Mu realized that in this endless darkness, he had shifted from a standing position to a sitting one. He appeared to be sitting on the cold floor, his legs splayed.

Kangxi slowly stood up, walked over to Nalan Huier, and helped her up with both hands.

Song Yunpeng was momentarily dazed. He had been thinking about this matter for days, but because of the busy morning, he had truly forgotten about it for a moment.

I turned around abruptly to find an old woman, her face covered in wrinkles and fine downy hair crawling within them, hanging from the doorframe. Her tongue lolled out, and with her sharp, rat-like features, she truly looked like a cat.

Under Chen Hao’s coaxing, the Horse-Faced Thunder God managed to perk up, and followed Chen Hao back.

"Tell me what the conditions are. If I can do it, I will. If I can't, then I’ll have to say goodbye to this job," Xiao Fan agreed.

The next morning, after Kangxi finished the morning court session, he hurried back to the Qianqing Palace, followed closely by the solemn-faced "Ao Bai."

Slowly, Fan Yun reached the top floor of the Iron Fortress. It looked like a storage room, filled with many things, yet kept in perfect order.

Xiao Chen had stayed at the Xiao residence for five days that time. She had intended to stay a while longer, but between Han Yanyun coming to pick her up and her fear that the Old Madam might notice something was amiss, she returned to the Han residence with him.

Madam Gao’s face was grim. She secretly regretted letting Su Yuheng out today; the girl should have been locked in the ancestral hall. If anything were to happen, where would the Su family hide their faces? Even Su Yizan would be unable to hold his head high in the imperial court.

Seeing Ye Ming speak this way, Murong Qingyu was taken aback. At that moment, she sensed a quality in Ye Ming that she had never encountered before, a quality that left her thoughts adrift.

"Is that any way for a brother to act? I misunderstood—shouldn't you have explained it to me?" Thinking of the way Lin Fan had looked at her like an idiot earlier, Lin Feiyan angrily swung her small fists toward the upstairs direction.

"Zhengjun, I have some very important matters to handle during this time, so I cannot take you to the Zhongli family just yet." Picking up the last jade box containing a ginseng fruit from the stone table, Yu Haoran stuffed it directly into Wu Zhengjun’s arms and explained with a touch of apology.

Ji Pan was shocked. The next moment, under the impact of the energy, the Eight-Directional God-Locking Pillar shook violently, and finally, the entire defensive barrier shattered completely.

One was Di Hong’s protector, the other was Di Hong’s Dao fruit. Their simultaneous appearance beside Qiao Nan already spoke for itself.

"Hum..." As Shi Yuan poured his internal energy into it, the battle blade let out a strange sound, then erupted in a hazy red glow, the blade itself appearing crystalline and translucent.

Zhou Xiaoyu was very surprised to hear Han Bing say this, and upon seeing the latter’s tender gaze, she glared venomously at Lin Feng, eager to see how Lin Feng would respond.