40 Starting School

Chu Feng wondered if he was hallucinating, and immediately hurried to describe his sensation to Fang Yan.

Strong figures in the world of pirates mostly bear heavy cultivation pressure, and the long-term damage to their bodies goes without saying. Practicing this cultivation technique also serves as a conditioning treatment for their bodies.

And... could you at least show some respect to the foreigners? Isn't this a bit like bullying?

Huang Mingchuan could no longer sit still at this moment. He thought that no matter what, he could not crash here. It would be different if it were some grand occasion, after all, there were far too many people wealthier than him Huang Mingchuan in the county town.

However, Gu Fan did not answer his question. Instead, he let out a sharp whistle, and the magic raven beat its wings and flew up, crossing the blockade of the earth giant. Its sharp beak, like a piercing dagger, fiercely thrust toward the eyes of the yellow-robed mage.

A colossal Sea King leaped out from the surface of the ocean, and the seawater formed a curtain, cascading down from its massive body to create a majestic waterfall. The droplets splashing down into the sea formed scenes that outsiders could never possibly imagine.

Chu Feng's body trembled, and the wine bowl in his hand slipped with a bang, shattering to pieces. His breathing grew rapid as well.

Even though he wore an inner armor made of ten-thousand-year ice silkworm silk, which could theoretically block a normal transcendent strike, he still appeared extremely fragile in front of such a powerhouse.

All sorts of exclamations echoed around the ghost city. Many people stopped in their tracks to look, only to see that within the void, an astonishing skeleton had somehow emerged atop a thousand-zhang-long exposed Nether River. That skeleton was blue, resembling a satin covered in starlight, emitting an unfathomable aura.

Fine, let's deal with this troublemaker first! Gu Fan's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly burst into loud, unprovoked laughter.

She truly regarded Gong Wuxie as her family, and she did not want her family to suffer because of her.

"You are not guarding the entrance; why have you come here?" The voice in the starry sky had no discernible source, as if it were echoing from the entire cosmos itself.

Ouyang Feng and her assistant remained in a state of dull numbness until Zhang Long smiled and took his leave. Only then did they exchange glances, both reading the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Su Ze worried that the eunuchs would babble nonsense, so he sternly warned them not to speak of this, or else their entire clan would be wiped out. Of course, Su Ze was merely trying to frighten them, yet his calm delivery of this threat terrified the two eunuchs even further. Remembering how Su Ze had previously carried them here effortlessly, one in each hand, felt practically imminent.

"My name is Mu Qiu. Tell me about yourself; who are you?" Mu Qiu asked, ignoring her erratic behavior.

Humans are, at the end of the day, biological creatures. The primary rule for any organism is survival, and before survival, gentlemanly demeanor and the like are utter nonsense.

The two walked up and stood side by side, only to feel the crowd around them growing increasingly dense. Li Yanyang found it fascinating; these things previously only existed in legends, yet today he could actually witness them, and alongside quite a number of spectators, no less.

"Once I return this time, I will pass the position of Palace Master on to Leng Yi. From then on, I just need to offer some protection. After all, the Biyou Palace was founded by my adoptive father, and I do not wish to see his painstaking efforts vanish." Leng Yan had also considered this matter. Now that he had a child, he hoped his child could lead a peaceful life.

The expressions on their delicate, incredulous faces were as colorful as could be. The fierce beast that had forced them to rack their brains had been so easily dispatched by Yang Hao.

Gu Renyi's attack, which was clearly far more ferocious than Xie Ba's, was shielded by the Kunpeng Wings, causing merely a tremor in his soul-body without inflicting any genuine injury.

Right at the initial clash, during the cavalry charge, the Later Jin forces suffered a defeat. They had no choice but to form a defensive line along the road, using carts, tree branches, and the corpses of men and horses as barriers to engage the Ming army in combat.

In other words, whether this work turns out to be a masterpiece or merely a fleeting flash in the pan depends entirely on the plot of the upcoming fifth and sixth episodes.

"Just call me Theresa. I am an apostate of Schicksal, not the principal," Theresa said.

Fang Yuan trod upon the sea surface to give chase, leaped forward, and plunged headfirst into the water. Before the opponent could react, he locked his neck, clamped his legs around the opponent's thighs, and executed a choking submission hold from combat sports.

The spirit of the Samsara Pagoda pertained to the ownership of the entire Samsara Pagoda. He believed the God of Abominations could not possibly be unaware of this. Given the God of Abominations' character, since he knew, he would not have failed to step in and seize it.

He raised his hand and hurled the Dao-patterned Immortal-Slaying Tripod. Instantly, the eerie wind around the tripod surged, and it thus crashed mercilessly toward the Death God Banner.

Ebony rubbed against Xixu. Seeing this rare plant show such unusual affection for its master, Xu Zhuming grew even more astonished.

"My cousin is truly a genius, directly pioneering a new genre of mobile games." The more Tang Hao looked, the more admiration he felt. Then he saw the monetization points detailed thoroughly in the design draft.

The personnel of the Nine Stars had already boarded the starship and would follow the starship carrying Xixu to garrison Yuanri together.

"After all, I am also a ministerial-level cadre. Naturally, I won't go back on what I said to you old man." Hearing that Wu Sizhen did not intend to fleece him, Duan Ke finally let out a sigh of relief, turning back to smile broadly at Wu Sizhen.

The God of Alchemy gave an impression of innocence and ignorance, yet was brimming with vitality and energy, possessing a strong sense of approachability.

Yet this Jiaoxian was vicious in the extreme. Fearing that complications or accidents might arise from this matter, he went in person that very night to the crystal-cold iron prison and personally crippled the entire cultivation of Jiaohao, who was rendered completely defenseless due to the cold iron shackles binding him.

Along the way, after annihilating the Witty Heavenly Demon and acquiring a few inconsequential treasures, they once again encountered Lin Dong's group.

After all, being able to stay alive was the most important thing. Things like backbone, integrity, and moral principles would all vanish into dust once a person died.