24 The Twenty-fourth Iron Pillar

"Rest assured, the reading shows that you possess the aptitude for cultivation. From this day forward, you are my, Li Shuyu's, disciple," Li Shuyu declared.

Although Yang Xi did not openly assist Tao Song, she secretly helped him accumulate strength. She understood all too well the nature of the enmity between Huangfu Shenghua and Tao Song—a rivalry where only one could survive. The grudges were so convoluted that she preferred not to dwell on them.

Everyone thought that if they wanted to get rid of Zhao Shizhen, they would have to find another way; if things continued like this, no one would be able to make any money.

Pei Yun worried about Yang Guang's safety in Jiankang. Every morning and evening, he personally led a squad of guards to patrol the perimeter of the Jiankang General's office where Yang Guang was staying. Furthermore, after reporting to Yang Guang, he specifically ordered Guo Yan to lead a battalion of cavalry soldiers to station themselves within the office to ensure Yang Guang's safety during his time in Jiankang.

After all, this was the best time to unite all parties to eliminate Lin Li. Lin Li’s skyrocketing power had completely provoked Charlotte Linlin, while simultaneously intensifying her desire to delve into the study of souls.

Returning to the village, they first went to the workshop where Ruyi Dew was produced. Despite the autumn weather being somewhat chilly, inside the workshop, several men were working with their bare chests, sweating and toiling with great enthusiasm.

"Truly stubborn and incorrigible. It seems that until you are taught a harsh lesson, you will not know the immensity of heaven and earth," Li Shuyu said.

However, no one could have guessed that deep within his heart, he was constantly repeating the same phrase over and over.

Looking closely, there were no traces of cart tracks, only hoofprints; it appeared they were still using primitive riding methods, lacking even stirrups to make mounting easier.

As time passed, the sun gradually climbed higher and the morning mist dissipated, yet the figure of Saito-sai moved as if he were a ghost, weaving freely through the interplay of light and shadow.

Watching Minister Chen, who had rushed to Lu Zhaoling's side ahead of him, the Prince of Jin rubbed his thumb against his fingertips.

He could hardly explain that in his past life, he had already spent ten years developing that talent, and continuing to invest energy into it now would have very low returns.

The person who answered the phone also had a young male voice, but Yu Shengmo could tell it was not Shen Bai's.

Su Xing sorted through the photos and videos once more, planning to burn them onto discs tomorrow to give to Grandma Qiao, Grandma Fang, and the others.

Chen Lin, seemingly unaware of how heavy his blows were and failing to notice that Ye Huihui was in any distress, picked up the carrying pole and continued to strike.

***

Su Xing and He Xu stepped onto the sea walkway, walking all the way to the Ocean Viewing Pavilion at the very end.

The pit was indeed filled with many animals, and many were not even whole; buried under the soil, some showed only a foot, others a tail, or the tip of a horn.

Only Sasuke and that nameless Mist ninja remained on the field; everyone else had moved to the spectator stands.

One must know that among these people, there were five third-generation disciples of his own generation. Compared to his peers, he was fully confident in winning the championship.

With three shouts of "Kill," Qin Ge condensed all his murderous intent. Immediately, the hair on the bodies of the many heroes in the square stood on end, and goosebumps broke out in waves.

The tall, thin youth also had his eyes wide open, spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and after a few twitches, died—filled with shock and resentment even in his final moments.

The spear tip pierced the chest of the last zombie. The creature went rigid, the life in its eyes extinguished instantly, dead as could be.

Seeing Niu Tengfei take the jade slip, Shen Yu simply waved his hand, taking both of them into the Nine Dragons Immortal Realm.

Massive mechs shuttled back and forth across various planets, and a booming sound echoed through the region.

Just as Sang Rao and the others approached, a roar of fury erupted from Shen Yu. At the center of the explosion of numerous flying swords and magical treasures, a ball of golden and silver light suddenly flared.

Ling Tian's expression was icy; such a powerful sword strike suggested the opponent intended to kill him, using extremely vicious means.

Leng Qingqiu, who was usually incomparably cold and kept others at a distance, was now speaking so directly.

"It seems these people have mythologized Feng Qing. I don't know what Feng Qing actually did at this school to be mythologized to such an extent," Louis said, looking at Winnie, Ruth, and the others.

After all, they could not prove whether the Ancestor of Heaven existed, just as they had never known of the existence of the Supreme Treasure.

"Only through deep realization can you understand the most basic powers of this world. It will be very beneficial for your future growth," Feng Qing said.

***

Yama: "I see! In that case, the chances of winning might be higher! Is there anything you need me to do when the time comes?"

"King Lunzhuan, what can't wait until later? It's your turn to play," said King Qin Guang, the Yama of the First Hall.

His previous all-out sword strike had nearly drained his body. Now, resting for a moment, his yin energy had recovered to eighty percent capacity. This was largely due to the dan energy released by the Golden Core—the elemental energy released by the combined efforts of the several major elements: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, along with Yin, Yang, and Lightning.

Yuan Fan got up, changed his clothes, and began to gnaw on a piece of bread, while Chen Chuan put away his smile.

The river wound down from that high mountain, and the magma within it naturally flowed from the summit; the mountain was, in fact, a volcano.

Since he had decided to settle here and establish his household registration in this place, Wang Xingxin was determined to integrate with the local people, treating them as his fellow villagers and kin. With only twenty-seven people in the village, even with his limited knowledge, he could still help them live better lives. Thinking of this, Wang Xingxin began to busy himself.

By now, the strong liquor had finally hit him. His mind grew muddled, and he heard faint, thin sounds in his ears. His thoughts became a chaotic mess, and finally, he collapsed inside the carriage and fell asleep.

After all, Qian Biyu was an ancient martial arts practitioner, while Qin Liya was merely a martial artist who hadn't even mastered the art of internal force (Huajin); naturally, she was no match for Qian Biyu.

"Also, if he wants to harm you, just stay close to the Green Dragon Mountain Map, and you will be safe," Xu Yuntian said.

"Exactly. Lingzhi is going to keep us company today, so you stinky men had better step aside." Just as Gu Lingzhi finished speaking, Ye Feifei's voice cut in. Accompanying her were Qin Xinran and Tianfeng Jin.

After running for another half hour, the pursuing Shao Weiming finally lost his patience; he did not intend to waste time draining Gu Lingzhi's spiritual energy before attacking. A wall of earth rose up before Gu Lingzhi once again.

After standing up, Wang Xingxin did not immediately answer Li Er's question, but instead walked over to Wang Gui and began to study his head.