Chapter 63

In the dim light, Du Youyou accompanied Chen Xiaoran in a dance to the elegant music. The slow, gentle tempo suited her mood perfectly. As the two drew closer and closer, by the end, Du Youyou was practically draped in Chen Xiaoran’s arms.

Because I controlled my pace well and kept my breathing fairly steady, the first ten laps were quite easy for me. However, starting from the tenth lap, I began to feel some fatigue.

Yet, once that man learned of the punishment awaiting him, he no longer cared whether he was a burly fellow or not, and instantly burst into tears of overwhelming joy.

I had never ridden on a motorcycle like this before. I truly had no idea these people possessed such exceptional riding skills, drifting and overtaking all the way, giving me a genuine sensation of flying.

If this experiment fails, I will die; and even if it succeeds, I will suffer from certain aftereffects. In other words, this experiment holds not a single benefit for me.

Damn it, my shirt was drenched in sweat right then and there. I took a large stride to the edge of the window and looked out.

"I am your grandfather, Lin Xiao." Not giving him a chance to catch his breath, I pressed my attack once more. Since Uncle Fourteen and Wei Qi were already within a few meters of the coffin, I had no time to spare; I had to stop them before they reached it.

Watching Ah He’s envious expression, Yang Ning inwardly clicked his tongue in amazement. He honestly had not expected that the token thrown over by that woman would hold such immense utility.

Although it looked effortless when he used the Flicking Finger technique to shatter that fatal sword strike, Yang Qianxiu knew his own situation best—his right index finger was already injured. This shocked him to the core! To have cultivated the Flicking Finger technique only to suffer an injury to his finger was absolute-ly a first for him.

"No one cares about you? Well, your mom and dad surely care about you!" As soon as I said that, I grew self-conscious. Was I meddling too much? What if I annoyed Shen Linfeng and he decided to ignore me from now on?

When the demon realized that its demonic beam had no effect on Xiao Nuo, it sought to change tactics to eliminate him.

Xiao Nuo’s strategy against Yutian of the Overlord Alliance was extremely simple: he relied on his ghost-like speed to engage in close-quarters combat.

Bound alongside him were as many as fifteen hundred people, every single one of them as ragged and emaciated as he in this bitter winter weather. Guarded and driven by a squad of nomadic soldiers, they trudged forward step by step toward a destiny unknown to them.

The terrifying combat record caused Lost of the Pinnacle Alliance to cast sidelong glances of awe, while dreading Xiao Nuo’s formidable strength at the same time.

However, might Wuyue make a single request here, which is whether everyone could perhaps offer a little support to Wuyue?

"So that's how it is. Then I might as well just go find Jial Shingold and ask him to take me to the Earth Elemental Plane. In any case, I once saved the believers of one of his cities, and since he is a supreme god of the righteous faction, he shouldn't refuse me." Watchful Star was overjoyed, never expecting such a coincidence.

Much like Lin'an City, Jiankang Prefecture now featured concrete-hardened roads and four-wheeled carriages operating upon them. Yelu Chucai waited at the dock for a while before hailing a passenger carriage. The driver appeared to be in his early thirties, wore a cheerful smile, and was quite talkative.

"Then... can Your卿 tell Us why You did not recommend Qiao Xingjian?" Zhao Yuju slowly said.

Hearing these words devoid of any teasing undertone, the three men furrowed their brows in puzzlement. Upon seeing this, Zheng Jingyin grew all the more convinced that the Emperor’s decree sending scholars across the realm to observe folk customs was truly a wise decision. If even these three men, renowned for adhering to the "doctrine of utilitarianism," were moved thus, how much more so the rest?

All of Watchful Star’s irritation over failing to purchase the divine magic portfolio of Fire vanished completely. He instantly realized that this returnee had placed the winning bid and turned around to present it as a gift, because he had a favor to ask.

Cheng Yue did not speak, nor did he offer any opinions or suggestions. He slowly turned and began walking back.

"Step aside! This palace has no idea what you are talking about!" Consort Qing already faintly sensed this was a trap, so how could she have any mind to explain anything to him? She shoved him aside directly and attempted to force her way out.

Therefore, cultivating a habit is exceptionally difficult. It often requires paying several times the amount of time. Yet once a habit is formed, it becomes extremely hard to alter. If one suddenly tries to change it by force, it will inevitably leave a person at a total loss.

The Eight Gates that had already been activated looked no different from before on the surface. Furthermore, because the eight Jinse fairies were currently engaged in battle with the three deities, the radiance previously emitted by the Eight Gates had vanished. However, as Xue Qingxuan passed through the Rest Gate, that very gate grew luminous in response to his passage.

At the same time, Emiya Shirou projected a red sword of unknown origin, and with a single forward slash, sent a massive fireball hurtling toward President Zhu.

The instant Bai Yiyi caught sight of the other's gaze, her heart was filled with disgust. Seeing his lecherous expression as well, she wished she could make this person vanish from her sight immediately. However, the other party’s cultivation seemed even higher than her own, causing Bai Yiyi to feel deeply wary and afraid to offend him too much.

Lu Ying remained somewhat puzzled, but seeing that Number Ten had already stood up and prepared to leave, she quickly followed along.

Where did your immortal pet come from? Remember mistakenly capturing someone else's immortal pet back on the "Continent of Sayo"? That purple soul is a type of beast soul.

After the meeting ended, Wu Qi turned and returned to his office. Tong Xinyuan was nowhere to be seen in the lounge; her torn clothes had all been thrown into the trash can. He frowned as he opened the cabinet and discovered that one set of his own clothes was missing, while worrying inwardly that he had not prepared any undergarments for her.

"I, I didn't mean to disturb her life. I just wanted to ask how she was doing," Gu Xiangdong said, perhaps feeling somewhat guilty as his eyes continually avoided Mi Jia's gaze.

Yu Fei nodded in understanding. After all, in ancient times, there were many artificial miracles crafted by hand, much like the wooden ox and flowing horse—even with modern craftsmanship, duplicating them perfectly was not guaranteed.

Tao Liang'er slurped away at her noodles when suddenly the kitchen door swung open. Tao Liang'er looked toward the sound.

"Are we done yet? I'm still waiting to get the Cosmic Cube that Nick Fury promised!" Ding Hao said. Upon receiving the news that Nick Fury had completed the evacuation, Ding Hao went directly to the original entrance location.

"Can you loosen your grip a bit? Pepper looks like she can't breathe!" Tony said. At this moment, his focus was entirely on Pepper's complexion; having her neck choked for a while had turned her face purple, leaving her seemingly unable to breathe, and two tear tracks stained her pretty face.

The green ox's hoof struck his head several times in succession until he felt as though his skull were about to crack. He was forced to gesture, indicating a doubling of the amount.