Chapter 93: Show Me Your Leg

“Psychological committee member? Taoist, you’ve become the class psychological committee member?” During dinner in the cafeteria, when Chen Shian mentioned that he’d been made a class officer, Wen Zhixia looked at him in astonishment.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Chen Shian nodded, and without hesitation, moved the pieces of fatty meat she wouldn’t eat from her tray to his own. Wen Zhixia, not at all shy, scooped a large portion of his steamed egg with her spoon.

“So what does a psychological committee member do?”

“You read—”

Ye Chen smiled at Chu Hongtian, who stared at him with wide eyes, his expression unreadable as he spoke.

“What did you say? What exactly did you do to Number Two?” The Saint Emperor of the East Gate was shocked; this was the most astonishing news he’d ever heard from Xu Hong’s mouth.

Though Master Xin Jue’s tone was cold, it had clearly softened, and the anger that flashed between her brows began to fade.

Aside from his godlike abilities, his status within the Heavenly Peace Sect was not low either! Otherwise, the sect would never have casually appointed a disciple as a city lord.

However... this kind of massage technique required the patient to remove their clothing, so they could sweat more easily.

“Hmph.” Baili Cangming suddenly swept his sleeve, turned, and left. Yet, as he departed, his steps faltered for a moment. The hands hanging at his sides were now clenched tightly into fists.

Nangong Yun’s heart soared with joy. She lifted her head, her face bright with a charming smile, but just as she was about to express gratitude, Xiao Luoyu’s tone abruptly shifted.

“Uh, yes...” Aunt Zhao glanced at Du Manning again before heading upstairs. Du Manning, breathless from the pressure in her chest, thought, The master bedroom? Isn’t that my room? The second item in the cloakroom—she knows so well, isn’t this her way of declaring where she was last night?

As he drew near, Qin Susu let out a coquettish laugh. In the next second, she plunged the golden hairpin hidden in her sleeve into his chest.

So it was that, on that night, when Ruchu was tending the furnace up close, checking the melting state of the materials, her half-sister, who had come to visit before the wedding, could not suppress her jealousy and resentment. She personally pushed her unsuspecting elder sister into the furnace.

With a loud yell, he controlled the skeleton in the water to lift the box and, with all its strength, hurl it toward the shore.

One would have thought a cultivation sect would be serene and ethereal, untouched by the dust of the mortal world—how could it be so tainted with worldly airs?

Watching as Cheng Feng was the last to get his meal, Bai Ling asked a few more questions and then thanked him with a smile. The two of them chatted warmly, making Yao Tie, who squatted on the ground drinking his porridge, seethe with jealousy, grumbling all the while.

In an instant, an arrow pierced right through the cavalryman’s head. He only managed a muffled grunt before falling lifeless from his horse to the ground.

The elf glared furiously at Jim, who had yet to escape. Roaring, but Jim showed no fear at all, merely smiling faintly.

“Invasion? I don’t think this counts, right?” Ye Feng himself wasn’t sure if this could be considered invading someone else's Purple Palace.

Any team that made it to the second round was formidable. They all knew strategy was crucial and so discussed and deliberated every move with utmost caution.

Avi removed the arm blade from his severed limb. He noticed that this black blade had been connected to the iron arm ring by a blacksmith, and the blade itself was long enough to be grafted onto other weapon handles as a new weapon.

He pulled two thousand yuan from his wallet, tossed it on the stall, and left without a backward glance, simmering with anger and disappointment.

The giant crystal, glowing blue, was shaped like a rhombus and stood ten meters tall—about the height of a three-story building.

Yuan Yuqing pulled Lin Zheng into the kitchen, and as they entered, there was a “ding”—the oven had finished its work.

On the battlefield, casualties among cultivators mounted. All the major factions suffered devastating losses; some imperial powers had even been wiped out completely.

Boom, boom, boom—six hundred thousand beast totems gathered at the front of the fist, and with a single punch, Long Yun met his opponent head-on.

Some families in the lower realm did just this—sending talent in droves to the upper realms, where they finally made names for themselves and established powerful clans.

Ancestor Jian sighed. Though he hadn’t experienced those events himself, from Ling Yunting’s injuries and subsequent hiding at the Holy Healer’s Sect, he could guess at what had happened back then.

Father never called me that way; he would only call once, only give a single instruction. His voice—every time, I could receive it accurately. He said it was because his spiritual energy resided within me.

Taking a deep breath, she finally bit her lip and opened the box. Inside was a piece of yellowed silk, as large as an A4 page, wrapped around a rather large pearl—surely a treasure.

The bureau was probably fishing for a bigger catch, trying to gather enough evidence to bring down the whole gang at once.

It seemed Zhang Zhidong was harboring some concerns and remained silent. Only after Shi Lei’s repeated questioning did he reveal what had happened to those around Shi Lei after his departure.

A twitch played at the corner of Mo Ling’s mouth—this place was simply too shabby. The Burning Sect clearly had no regard for the contestants.

As for technical tricks, those were the tactics of the weak. If not for sheer necessity, after so many years traversing the stars, how could he resort to such troublesome methods?

“It’s fine, I have a special way to contact my senior brother—wait a moment.” As she spoke, she pulled out a transmission talisman from her storage pouch. After one stick of incense, she looked utterly dejected.

Yet this oppressive force was so faint, it was almost imperceptible.

Looking at Luo Ming, Yan Shiyun was at a loss. In times of need, she’d always called on him; now, it was her turn to return the favor.

Wan Shixiong laughed, “I’ve long heard of the Ten Heroes of Mount Xiao. An honor, truly.” He then instructed the servants to prepare a feast to welcome Feng Li and the others.

In Si Fan’s mind were memories of the original host personally cooking, so the first step was to open the fridge, take out the steak bought yesterday, tear open the packaging, then place the steak on the chopping board and pick up the knife.

“You’re teaching us?” Carter frowned, still resentful after a beating.

All of this, however, was born of human imagination. What is the ultimate stage of evolution? No one in the universe knows. Perhaps the Destroyer is indeed the final stop for mankind.

“Second brother, third brother, I’ve missed you so much!” Si Xingyao couldn’t resist the urge to rush forward for a warm embrace.

Mao Yi was never one for words. He simply dragged his suitcase and stood silently to the side.