Volume 1, Chapter 25: Alchemist Wu's Expectations

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To me, she is no different from Mao Zining, Yang Haojie, or Zhu Jiahui—all of them are just my juniors.

As the argument between the two sides escalated, more and more officials joined in, each voicing their own opinions. The court fell into such a chaotic uproar that it sounded more like a street market.

The teacher’s name was Feng Xianmin, a physical education instructor at the Royal Academy. Having served in the military before becoming a teacher, he naturally found resonance in such stirring, impassioned words.

A black shadow from the window was cast across Lu Mingfei’s face. A boy in a formal suit sat there in silence, his golden pupils reflecting Lu Mingfei’s bewildered expression.

They were huddled together whispering, but hearing footsteps, they quickly turned their heads to see a refined and elegant young gentleman walking in, cradling a snow-white kitten.

It was not exactly noisy, but it was filled with a distinct sense of vitality, forming a sharp contrast to the deathly, freezing silence of the corridor.

It only assimilates a portion, infusing the target with a piece of "self" to alter their stance, thoughts, or even their personality—it is arguably the most potent form of brainwashing ability.

Qin Fan reflexively stepped aside. Shen Jianian brushed past him, leaving behind a trail of delicate, elegant fragrance.

Liu Liuguan leaned close to Lu Feng and said slowly, "We have come all this way specifically to track down the 'Rangers of the Eternal Sky'."

Chen Chuan could sense that Aunt Yu was a combatant, and a Third-Limit one at that. Her appearance seemed ordinary, and her gait had been deliberately adjusted, but her energy field could not deceive him.

Having crossed this greatest barrier, he walked a little further into a valley he had never visited before. Looking around from the outside, he found it to be exceptionally vast. Aside from rocks and weeds, there was nothing else to be seen, a clear sign that no one had been here for a very long time.

"Wrap the flag within its pole, align it with the folding patterns, and seal it with a talisman!" said the King of Shanxi, drawing a talisman and handing it to He Bogu.

"What are you saying? Don't say things that will make me unhappy!" Lian Ya fell backward, pulling Long Ming down with her; now, the two of them were locked in a gaze.

"Why waste breath on him?" Zhang Jiaming raised his gun. Without even aiming, he fired repeatedly. Unfortunately, he had long since proven on the zombies that his pathetic shooting talent was nowhere near that of his father-in-law.

Locke immediately gave chase, but suddenly, everyone before his eyes vanished, replaced instantly by towering trees that surrounded him on all sides.

Driven by the instinct to survive and pursued by the not-so-depressed Blazing Tiger, the man in black managed to run quite a distance. However, the Blazing Tiger that followed caught sight of Lin Hao and Di Ya and immediately shifted its target; it quite liked the idea of a "buy one, get two free" deal.

"But the war situation at the border simply won't allow us to stay here for further research. Since the bamboo's anti-magic effect lasts a long time, let's take the oldest stalk here back with us; perhaps the older bamboo has a longer suppression time," suggested Long Ming.

It was precisely because of such immense effects that it consumed vast amounts of power. In the Great Freedom Heaven, one could not utilize the Great Dimension Space without the cultivation level of a Ninth-Rank Divine Position.

"Cough, cough..." Potter’s figure stirred slowly, then gradually solidified. At a glance, Lin Hao realized that Potter looked like a stray dog; aside from having no obvious wounds on his face, his clothes had been shattered by the shockwave, hanging on him like tattered rags and exposing large patches of skin.

Zhang Fan finally saw a planet inhabited entirely by cultivators. To his relief, he did not need to exchange crystals for currency; here, crystals were the currency itself. Similarly, if you saw a magic treasure you liked, you could trade your own for it, and the transaction would be considered successful once both parties were satisfied.

Elder Wei’s flattery hit the mark for Ye Wuqing, causing him to burst into laughter.

However, just as they were about to approach Liu Yi, the appearance of the two furious Vajras changed in Liu Yi’s eyes, transforming into two scarecrows.

Early in the morning, prisoners were marched onto the street, and many nearby residents gathered at their doorways to watch from afar.

Unfortunately, the moment he entered the Sovereign Great World, he was targeted by the Tang Emperor. Before he could even make a move, he was captured.

Seeing the blood-red light shining upon her, the four-faced old woman could not help but be startled. Suddenly, as if realizing something, she turned to flee. Yet, strangely, she seemed unable to move; after taking only two steps, she collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, as if pinned down by a massive mountain.

Better that they are dead; for such old fossils, there is no use even if they remain alive. If they died sooner and were reincarnated as good people, wouldn't that be better?

"I cannot control what you humans do elsewhere, nor do I wish to. But do not even think about setting foot in Laiping Lake. Get out immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite," Long said coldly, offering no room for reason.

Upon hearing this, I shouted "Oh no" in my heart. Hadn't Wang Qian's father brought her physical body back to Laowa Town? What on earth was going on?

He was already falling at high speed. Although he could withstand the impact of the petrification, being accelerated by this pull and then struck by the waterfall, he felt even he was in trouble this time.

However, what worried the Qingyuan Origin most was not the situation in the Divine Provinces. She did not believe that the Qingyuan she had cultivated for countless years would be destroyed by the shock of these damned foreign undead.

This was, of course, an exaggeration, but with such a quantity of gunpowder, it would be quite easy to level an ancient tomb of archaeological value.