Chapter 303: Wait for News from the Instructor's Side

"Captain Li, morning training is done. What are the plans for today?" Sun Yang leaned against the guardrail at the edge of the training grounds, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he looked toward Li Changan not far away.

"Plans? My ass!" Li Changan walked over, kicking Sun Yang’s protective gear with his foot.

"You don't even take off your armor before you start slacking. Get the hell out of here and wash up, unless you want that foul sweat to sit around and ferment!"

"Hey, Captain Li, look who's talking. Aren't you still wearing your gear too? I just call this following the team style!"

"Did you not intend to strike? Why retreat then!" Ye Feng's face was masks of pure ice. Suddenly, he took a fierce step forward and roared, his tone so grim and words so thunderous that they struck mercilessly at the very heart and soul of Ye Huanlin.

Ximen He's expression darkened with malice, his face twisting into a hideous snarl as he spoke harsh words to Wang Yuyi, while simultaneously raising his left foot to kick viciously at the man’s face.

After a night of meditating and regulating their breathing, the Water Demon and the others had fully recovered, and their inner power had grown substantially. Long Can'er had also returned alongside White Bee and Red Butterfly. Green Leaf had come back much earlier, reeking of fish, a clear sign that he had been playing around by the seashore again before returning.

Zhou Chao calculated that the areas around Haode Road and Black Neck Mountain were likely bristling with detectors, making it impossible to ascend from those places. Only by digging the tunnel straight into the Minshan region would there be any possibility of an escape.

A long, snow-white leg slipped out from beneath the sleeping robe, fair as frost and gleaming with a seductive luster. It was long and firm, radiating an obvious sense of elasticity and strength.

"Then let's have a bottle," Wang Feng thought to himself. Since he was already here, he might as well eat the best and drink the best. Furthermore, with a beautiful woman by his side, he couldn't afford to lose face by acting cheap.

"Why ever not? As long as you wear the masks I give you, who will recognize you, unless you deliberately expose yourselves." Chen Yue's fierce gaze swept lightly over them, knowing they wouldn't dare. At worst, she could just flee back into her pocket dimension.

Rumeng and Lvzhi brewed the tea and walked toward them, but sensing the bizarre aura radiating from him and her, the two maids stopped in hesitation, finding it awkward to either step forward or retreat.

He wanted to stretch his muscles and bones, only to find that he couldn't even lift his arm, let alone try to stand up, which proved far more difficult. When he originally tried to straighten his torso, a massive wave of pain flared up from his chest.

After a brief moment of deliberation, Chen Yue said, "Use natural wood colors for all the furniture without any lacquer, and let the bead curtains, window drapes, and tablecloths all be white."

Tiansheng, deeply concerned about Lin Qing's injuries, rushed forward only to see Lin Qing's eyes tightly shut, already unconscious. His handsome face had turned an iron-blue, and his thin lips were a grayish-purple. It was evident that the cold poison emitted by the Myriad Year Black Ice had already invaded his meridians. If he were not treated immediately, once the cold poison reached his heart, he would surely die.

Outside the glowing barrier, four young men dressed in strange long robes stood guard. Their cultivation levels were all around the mid-stage of the God Refinement realm, and each appeared in high spirits. Anyone entering the barrier had to present an invitation or something similar before stepping through.

She had originally intended to go directly to Ao Qi's estate to scout for news about the Golden Light Immortal. However, upon spotting the Li siblings, she slipped away again. Though she still didn't know what Li Jianying was thinking, the intentions of those two sisters were all too clear, and she had no desire for an awkward encounter.

Listening to Liu Shiya's words, a wretched thought instantly flashed through Su Yang's mind. However, the notion vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

Tunshan explained to me with some embarrassment that his clansmen possessed an inherent, natural aversion to the Formless Heavenly Demons, so it was inconvenient for them to show their faces, which I expressed my understanding of. Seeing his massive frame busying himself back and forth made me feel ill at ease, so I urged him not to stand on ceremony, though in the end, I truly dared not try the tea they had brewed.

"Of course the souls of evil spirits taste the best. By devouring their souls, we become even stronger. Do you want to eat the soul of an evil spirit?" the old Taoist whispered softly.

Fortunately, the vast majority of the fireballs and ice icicles were neutralized simultaneously, failing to inflict any significant damage upon the Whirlwind Mercenary Group.

Having just dispatched the Green Phantom with a flurry of combos, my mood had remained in a state of absolute euphoria, and the fact that my knapsack was now heavier by a weighty necklace only served to satisfy my greedy heart.

"That was a long time ago. Thirty years ago, Empress Yun Xiangyu was indeed the pride of us Huangling people. Back then, she led our clansmen to repel the onslaughts of the Lantan people time and again. What a magnificent hero she was!

The people of Lin Bao's tribe realized she was the sole survivor of the snow doll clan, possessing a profound affinity for souls and the ability to consume them. Seven souls of the divine clan were drawn to her, making her a crucial guardian. Stunned by this revelation, they whispered among themselves about the nature of her soul.

Which meant that in extreme situations, Tu Can's disposition would very likely lead him into a plight where he would fight a lonely battle, utterly devoid of anyone's cooperation.

"Luoxue? Luoxue?" Mu Lingtian seemed to hear Luoxue's voice, calling out her name without pause.

The old man's entire body trembled. He lifted his head, his wrinkled face deeply stained with tears. His forehead was shaved clean, with a single queue hanging from the back of his head—none other than Zhou Kui, the father-of-the-bride to the Emperor during the Chongzhen reign of the Great Ming.

Relying on this method, within a mere moment, Su Yang managed to close the distance between himself and Qin Wuxin to less than thirty feet, and the gap was continuing to shrink.

Yet it was by no means caused by any external force, for Ye Mo had already discovered several zombie corpses that had been torn apart and scattered everywhere.

In truth, that ceramic blade was merely something Ji Yi had honed herself during her spare time outside of regular training. She had known long ago that a time would come when it would be put to use.

After walking for a short while, the group discovered that they seemed to be in a hilly region. The hills were not particularly grand, but towering trees blanketed the entire landscape, seemingly blocking out even the sunlight, leaving the true vastness of the area unknown.

He unleashed his aura, and the powerful pressure of the mid-stage Fake Core realm was more than Wang Shichong could bear. He froze instantly on the spot, not daring to move, his eyes filled with absolute terror.

Therefore, he was furious now. That was an entire company of troops; even if they did absolutely nothing, that amount of manpower alone was worth a fortune.

Miserable cries echoed from the pavilion in the center of the lake, mingled with the sound of weeping. Nan Junwei had completely failed to anticipate that the affair would culminate in such an end.