Chapter 362: It's No Use If You Can't Hit the Target

The incident concerning Director Chu once again drew the grave attention of the Beiyuan authorities, who dispatched a multitude of patrol cars to cruise the streets and dampen the arrogant spirit of the underworld.

Seeing Lin Yin pursue them like a spectral apparition, the two were struck with sudden dread; Xu Fengfeng in particular had never anticipated their trio would meet such utter defeat, realizing that they had not only offended the Qionghua Sect but had also provoked a young master of supreme martial skill, leaving his heart heavy with immense regret and terror.

The Great Dharma King sealed several of Lin Yin’s acupoints, adding those of Yutang and Zigong atop the Shanzhong point, before hoisting him up and rushing toward the horse carriage.

Yet if they were to achieve this end, Dai Zhang and Dai Jin could ill afford to fret over gains and losses in their current predicament.

Zhan Zhaohua and He Lang exchanged a brief look, ultimately reaching a consensus to depart from Mount Xiantao that very night and hasten to the Qingyu Sect to pay their respects to the venerable Senior Mingchen.

In the eyes of the magistracy, these mountain dwellers were a mere blemish upon the imperial prosperity; so long as they remained hidden within their peaks, peace endured, but any descent would draw the march of royal armies, birthing a resistance that others across the lands would soon hasten to emulate.

Ye Zhan patted the mechanic on the shoulder, murmuring, "Keep your mouth shut about what you shouldn't say, otherwise... heh heh." At that grim chuckle, the mechanic shuddered and fell straight to his knees.

By sheer chance, my eyes caught sight of Fat Wang and Feng Lili appearing outside the private clinic across from the teahouse; they were whispering in low tones, Feng Lili’s countenance pale and strained, while Fat Wang’s face bore an anxious, heavy misery.

Gazing at the distant palace grounds nestled within a secluded tract, cloaked on all sides by verdant flora, the estate seemed to exude a faint, sinister chill and an uncanny aura, standing erect in the darkness like a shape impossible to discern clearly.

It was only when we sat down to dine that I realized the modeling he spoke of was of a different sort entirely; he wished to use my countenance as a mold to fashion ceramic masks.

The texture of the petals felt exceedingly real, and the fragrance seemed to linger at his side, yet everything else remained shrouded in the mist.

According to the ancient chronicles, the Mystic Star Grass possessed a potent efficacy for restoration and fortification, capable of tempering human resilience and strength.

She merely intended to use this competition to rally the animation studio and teach Shi Huan a lesson, having no desire to truly disgrace herself before Jiu Wang.

Ouyang Ziwuan’s voice trembled deeply, her eyes filled with an expression of sheer disbelief, feeling as though she had surely trapped herself within an illusion.

The secret guard Qi likewise desired to ensure the affair was entirely foolproof, and within this fleeting span of time, he had already rehearsed the sequence several times over in his mind.

Though Yu Huaxian’s breath had stabilized considerably, her complexion retained a sickly pallor, and a touch of weariness hung between her brows.

I truly felt the immense weight of the professor's words when he handed Jiang Sheng over to me, calling him the son of an old classmate.

Witnessing such a spectacle, Emperor Feihong of the Dao naturally dared not hesitate; he raised his weapon and surged forward to meet the onslaught.

If the attributes of the red-coat cannon truly proved as formidable as spoken, Emperor Li Youtang would bestow the promised ten thousand taels of silver as an early reward.

Bi Yuntao’s eyes flashed, yet his hand did not falter for an instant as he poured the essence of wood from the upper half of the gourd onto the celestial vine.

After Qin Zijun, Prince Rong, and Huangfu Ye departed, the Dowager Madam Song hurriedly drew Xia Jinxi close to murmur further words of tender concern, before bidding her and Xia Jinyuan return to the Guanguan Pavilion, promising that she would bring Nanny Sun tomorrow to personally attend to her health.

A trace of amusement flickered in Chen Mo’s eyes upon hearing those words, while Agent Zero beside him stiffened, turning around to fix Wade with a thoroughly complex gaze.

Should the cultivation fail, it would ruin not only the harvest but also tarnish the very reputation of their culinary dishes.

For he wished to witness with his own eyes how Qiankun had managed to force a ninja up onto the chandelier just moments before.

Having been brothers for many years, all distinctions of rank and status had long dissolved among them; amidst laughter and light conversation, the matter was laid to rest, though it brought the realization that the experience bottles purchased from the main city could actually awaken their martial spirits.

Thereupon began a succession of campaigns and strategic deployments to unify the whole of Africa; looking at it now, everything was unfolding with perfect smoothness.

Li Jin followed the throng deeper inside, only to discover upon entering that someone was still tailing him—the very same Taoist priest who had barred his way earlier.

The Tianlan Star Region was a barren realm possessing scarcely a few cultivators of the Spirit Severing stage, yet it had brought forth a Kunpeng, a primeval beast unparalleled in spatial speed, which legends claimed served as the mount for some great and powerful figure.

Sensing something amiss, Peggy was forced back a step by the shockwave; gnashing her teeth, she gripped her scimitar tightly and slashed downward toward Rhodes’s face.

"What good news?" spoke Luo Fei in a thoroughly listless manner; ever since he had been forced to kneel and apologize to Zhao Qigang and Chen Xumei, he had been searching ceaselessly for an opportunity for revenge.

Some great kindnesses could never be fully repaid; one could only aid her in these small details, hoping her future days would pass with greater comfort.

Cheng Youheng wound through a labyrinth of words before finally revealing his true purpose, leaving Jiang Wan to realize that there truly existed people in this world possessed of such boundless impudence.

Yet beyond his expectations, Jiang Wan pushed open the ward door and departed without casting a single backward glance.

The elder Madam Yun’s legs gave way as she sank to the floor, while Yun Hurong sat frozen in her seat, and Yun Luotian felt the last vestige of his dignity utterly destroyed.

Not only did it occupy the very summit of Mount Anning at the heart of the city, looking down upon the Prefect’s own manor, but it also boasted a vast, shimmering lake within the estate grounds.

Subsequently, they began to tap and pry about—the floor tiles, the corners of the walls, beneath the bed, and behind the paintings hanging upon the wall.

Almost in an instant, three colossally immense vessels materialized before the harbor, looming silently like a trio of steel behemoths.

They offered their gratitude to those in charge of the recruitment one after another, and began to debate the prospects that might lie ahead.

He and Old Zheng had surmised that Liu Xin might well become the breakthrough for the Liu family; whether it would prove successful or not, he resolved to arrange a private meeting with the man.