Chapter 236: I Say This is Talent, Do You Believe It?

Wang Lu moved with astonishing speed, a testament to the bedrock foundation he had laid for his martial arts, even if he had not yet practiced the body-forging methods of the martial cultivation paths; he merely awaited the moment his vital blood surpassed the ten-point threshold to leap like a dragon over the mythical gate, ascending in a single bound to the rank of an official warrior who mastered the forge.

The throng of students below the stage caught only the flash of an afterimage, like a tiger or leopard lunging in a sudden burst, crossing yards of open space in the blink of an eye to appear abruptly before Li Changan.

Someone witnessed this—

I was staring at the earthen tulou building in quiet awe when a roaring shout, brimming with vibrant energy, shattered the air; my instinct was to flee toward the crowd, but Master Wang caught me in a tight grip.

Seeing how a mere title, so brief and fleeting, could instantly drain the color from the faces of the once-arrogant Kanda Shoko and her two companions, leaving them in utter despair, Jing Siqi could not help but mutter to herself in sheer curiosity.

"Heh, using the power of darkness to defeat darkness? Belial, I must say, you have truly lost your mind." Long Yichen’s voice drifted through the air as the swirling dust gradually settled, revealing that everything had utterly vanished.

Dammit, did she have any idea that the dress had once been featured by foreign media, personally designed by Mo Yishen during his time abroad when he attended a high-end fashion exhibition?

The stone frozen beneath the base of the wall appeared completely ordinary on the surface, but beneath the penetrating gaze of Hua Jitian's X-ray vision, it was entirely otherwise.

The car glided into the courtyard of the Mo family villa and came to a smooth halt; Mo Yishen lifted his eyelids, casting his gaze toward Yan You, whose breathing was steady and even beside him.

He opened his phone to check the call logs, only to find nothing unusual apart from the call he himself had made that morning; he naturally refused to believe that Zhou Lai had simply failed to find Jiang Guangguang's number, so he placed a call immediately.

"I know. But I need you to give up on him completely." As Fang Yihe spoke, he drew an ancient, weathered photograph from his bag and slid it slowly across the table toward me.

After muttering a few strings of incomprehensible words to the butcher, the four figures scaled the wall and vanished, leaving only the butcher and Man Xiong behind, both wearing expressions of men staring down death without a trace of regret.

I never expected that my casual remark about siblings breaking fresh ground together would open the floodgates of Old Man Huo's memories; perhaps he wanted to look at it simply because it held some deeply precious recollections.

"In defeating Cao Cao's navy this time, Jiangdong did indeed put forth a monumental effort; though we yielded Jiangxia Commandery for it, I fear it will still fall short of satisfying his appetites," Ge Liang said, voicing his lingering anxieties.

Gao Fei had absolutely no idea that he had already been targeted by Huyan Shuai; at this very moment, he was merrily sharing drinks and enjoying the company of Li Youde.

The shadows cast upon the golden years of her youth had bred a fierce, burning hatred in her heart; she utterly loathed the beastly Li Zongyu, and she resented her own grandfather just as deeply.

When the latest weekly music charts were released, the executives at the television station gasped in unison before frantically picking up their phones to call—but to whom?

After ascending to the realm of Immortal Emperors and reaching the Thirteen Continents, they continued to bear Heaven's Will, their cultivation realms breaking through boundlessly; if one could bear twelve burdens of Heaven's Will, they would surpass the Half-Saint and enter the sublime tier of the Great Saint.

Xu Tian had a distinct premonition that with just a subtle flicker of those golden eyes, they could directly shatter the grand Dao restriction character hovering above his head.

With those words finished, Liu Meiquan scooped up another handful of river water to splash across his face; once washed, the two of them retraced their steps back to the office.

Even as they spoke, Magneto had already ascended into the metallic ring at the absolute apex of the machine; the moment his fingers pressed into the buttons on either side, the halo shrouding him began to spin in a ceaseless blur, and his features gradually grew indistinct and twisted before Kelly's eyes.

This place had been padlocked for many years; Madam Zeng could hardly bear to face the ancestral spirits of the Jiang family, so she never set foot here, nor did she ever permit anyone else to enter.

Cao Zhen dispatched a vast net of scouts, and whenever they encountered perilous terrain, the march would halt entirely until the surrounding miles had been thoroughly surveyed and cleared before he would order the army to advance once more.

"Well, then don't go blaming me for not bringing you along when I'm making my fortune," Chorong said with a bright laugh, casting a mirthful glance over at Naeun and Hayoung.