Chapter 23: Extra (2): Gu Huaibei

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A thermal food container, filled to the brim, with nothing sticking to the sides; it must have been cooled slightly after cooking before being packed inside.
Chen Lieran watched as Yuhua skillfully used fire arts to neutralize the surrounding demon army, surrounding himself with a wall of flames that the approaching celestial troops dared not breach. Seizing the moment, Yuhua attempted to fly away, only to be intercepted by a magical net mid-air.
He stood with a calm gaze, showing no signs of unease, his hand gripping the card with knuckles distinct and fingers long and elegant.
In the shadows where the sunlight could not reach, countless strands of black mist were emerging and dissipating in eerie patterns.
He was now adept at navigating every procedure; no one would ever guess that this seemingly harmonious mother-son pair were not blood-related, but impostors.
Ling Feng followed Wanwan into a quiet hall and scanned the surroundings. "I never imagined your sect would have such cozy decor!"
The others offered no resistance, following Ling Feng's instructions. Once everyone was in position, Ling Feng surveyed them, closed his eyes, and focused his senses. After a few breaths...
He was a heavyweight with connections in both the underworld and the establishment. Was there anything he couldn't accomplish? Unfamiliar with the region? Unlikely.
Zhou Tian waved his hand: "Even a hero struggles to overcome the lure of a beauty; I understand! But the Shangguan family has already sent the betrothal gifts. What you are doing is truly putting me in a difficult position!"
After Qi Xiuyuan left, only a sullen-faced Yu Silan remained. She turned to Liang Lei, speaking with a hint of irritation.
This situation left Gao Siqi in a dilemma over whether to send scouts or not. Consequently, upon reaching the Shandong border, his anxiety deepened, to the point where his eyes became puffy. Yet, he knew he had to persevere; once past Shandong and into the Southern Metropolitan region, the power of the Imperial Secret Police would strengthen again due to commercial tax collection.
Standing nearby, the naive young Naruto felt goosebumps at such an awkward display.
The disciples of the Green Lotus Sect were extremely image-conscious, a mindset that instilled in them an innate arrogance that others found difficult to understand.
In his normal state, Chen Anxia’s overall strength was very close to a mid-level Tier 4, but after activating the Absolute Truth state, his strength approached a high-level Tier 4.

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The interior was pitch black, lacking any luster, but under the beam of Xincheng’s flashlight, the bottom reflected a metallic sheen.
This led one to wonder if the long-vacant official positions left by the Tian and Zhang families were being intentionally reserved by His Majesty for others.
Success is sweet, but it often leads to pride and arrogance, which in turn invite failure.
"Aside from you, who else could possibly erode the soul of a fish and command it to obey?" the Second Master asked, staring at the empty space ahead.
However, singling out Huo Weihua to discuss this matter was tantamount to calling him a traitor to the Eunuch Faction in front of everyone. Consequently, Huo Weihua felt his face burning with shame; after all, he was indeed a traitor.
"Young Master Wei, did you bring us here to go fishing out at sea?" asked Old Man Qian, taking the lead.
Truth be told, Lan Xiaoxiao couldn't quite understand why Li Zhi would buy these three-quarters of cut-open, worthless stones. Had he seen something, or was it done intentionally?
Hearing this voice, Chen Mo turned back and found the disheveled old man staring at him with eyes full of fervor.
The Lords of Beasts, Elves, the Heaven Emperor of Freedom, Gu Yi, the Progenitor of Ancient Demon Insects, the Metal Supreme, and other masters all heaved long sighs of relief, knowing the crisis of the living monsters had been temporarily averted.
With the information provided by Gao Jun and the inspiration from Zhang Jiao, the leaders could no longer sit still; they had to return immediately to plan, reorganize the investigation, and capture or eliminate this esper.
Young Master Tianbai and Yin Tianwang looked at Ye Mu simultaneously. Seeing his resolute gaze and iron will, they roughly understood that Ye Mu harbored a deep, irreconcilable blood feud with the Old Demon of Withered Bones.
Today, Lu Jinxiang was in an exceptionally good mood. Thus, the usually steady and serious man cracked a rare joke at Li Tianyi's expense, scaring the latter into a cold sweat.
Chen Mo felt he needed to gain weight to handle various defensive rotations, but George Karl did not agree.
"Officer Lu, I hear the National Revolutionary Army is about to retreat?" After a long silence, a voice broke the stillness.

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This was a dead star. When Xiao Long and his companions reached its vicinity, they came to a halt.
The two strongest beings from their respective universes, separated by the vast distance of space and time, exchanged a single gaze.
The person who arrived was none other than the famous star Xiao Xinyue, whom Ye Chen had pranked during their picnic by the sea.
The man was Wang Yuan. After blocking Fang Yi, Wang Yuan looked down at him with a gaze filled with disdain.
Seeing the situation improving, and just as he was about to order a pincer attack on Hanzhong, Liu Yong and Zhang Lu were disrupted by urgent news and were forced to observe the situation further before acting.
The blind man was no fool; he had realized the old man in the straw hat had faked his fall. He turned his head and waved his hand at the old man without saying a word.
The master and disciples of Tang Seng spent three days in the Imperial Garden. Only the King of Tianzhu came forward to host a banquet for them, yet the Princess of Tianzhu never appeared.
"Report to the Prefect! Chaos has broken out in the city! Someone is taking advantage of the Yellow Turban Army's siege to burn, kill, and loot!" a soldier rushed in, panting heavily.
As for those who dressed ordinarily—looking like commoners—or appeared highly eccentric, they could only fend for themselves. The soldiers in the barracks and those guarding the gates would carry out his orders to the letter, without the slightest mercy.
Zhu Tianpeng often appeared at the training grounds of the Shan Battalion. If anyone asked him for guidance, he never refused, often resolving their confusion in just a few words. With the two or three hundred men of the battalion, plus over a hundred children, almost everyone had received his pointers, and they all respectfully addressed him as "Master Zhu."