Volume 1, Chapter 44: The Grand Hall of Taihua
"Watch my footwork carefully." With her shoe soles dusted with a layer of silvery light, every step Long Yanhuawith took left a distinct imprint behind, making it much easier to learn the Nine-Curve Eighteen-Step technique.
"Oh, today won't work. I have things to do tonight. How about tomorrow? Tomorrow I can also buy some things for your mom. I can't just have my mother-in-law cook delicious food for me for nothing, hehe," Fusheng said with a grin.
"Sir, trust you have been well since we parted. It has been several months since we last met in Xindu, hasn't it?" Lin Jiaren spoke with utmost courtesy, showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Zhang Letian joyfully recounted his plan. The mere thought of Lin Feng eventually being hauled away by the police filled him with an involuntary surge of delight.
The three-hundred-zhang-tall divine beast Qilin threw back its dragon-like head and let out a roar reminiscent of a dragon's chant. Flames erupted all around its body, instantly eclipsing the sky, while a towering pillar of fire surged up from the sea of flames below, absorbed directly by the Qilin.
As for those who knew the name of the Nine Guilds and Eighteen Societies, they were limited to a few veteran seniors of the pugilistic world. Legend had it that the Nine Guilds and Eighteen Societies originated from the Manichaeism of the late Yuan Dynasty. Later on, it underwent several name changes, becoming the Heaven and Earth Society during the Qing Dynasty, and finally transforming into the Society of Righteous and Harmonious Fists in the late Qing.
Upon seeing that the latter had devoted her entire being to Chu Yang, Li Qingyun's expression turned terrifyingly gloomy.
"This subordinate fails to understand why the City Lord, with your heaven-reaching cultivation, would seek to befriend him. Wouldn't it be effortlessly simple to subdue him and seize the treasures on his person?" a follower nearby asked in continued bewilderment.
This was the outer grounds of a private clubhouse, complete with mountains and waters! There were fish in the lake, all sorts of fish swimming and playing in the water. Artificial rockery stood alongside, adorned with flowers and plants, and near the edge, there was even an open-air karaoke booth.
His white robes fluttered without any wind as an invisible force emanated from the man's body. The shocked elder let out a muffled groan on the spot, sent flying more than ten zhang away as blood continuously trickled down the corner of his mouth.
Looking further inward, bamboo curtains served as partitions. Though the inner chamber could not be seen, judging by the furnishings in the outer room, one could easily tell that the interior would be nothing short of extraordinary.
"Whether you are a cultivation-accomplished demon or a primordial beast, today shall be your day of death." As the words fell, a flash crossed Mo Kui's waist, and a white beam of light sped directly toward Yu Chongxie's chest.
Yu Wuxia and Cheng Tianjiao exchanged glances, their beautiful eyes flashing with sparks of blazing fighting spirit. Neither drew her saber; instead, both uttered a sharp cry and simultaneously exerted their utmost to drive the "Five-Stars World-Fighting Art," sending crimson battle qi soaring into the heavens and stirring the surrounding space.
"A shapeshift-stage fierce beast! And more than one!" Mo Kui inwardly startled. It seemed the upper echelons of Five-Convergence City were discussing something, and he turned around, preparing to leave.
The outcome they had long known in their hearts was confirmed today, yet it was verified by someone they had long believed to be dead. The more than one hundred lives of the Duke of An Guo's estate, coupled with nearly ninety thousand lives today, felt like an invisible hand guiding Chen Yin from the realm of the netherworld as he swung his sword with a fearless, mortal resolve.
Gwenlaia still struggled a bit to comprehend vocabulary of this sort, but she was nonetheless filled with anticipation.
Such a situation was indeed rare. What kind of wicked scheme was Ling Zhi trying to hatch this time? Both Liu Jiaru and Yu Xiao harbored doubts about her.
Yuanxiu was not well-versed in the theories of geomancy, but the implication in Lady Li's words was already clear, so she nodded in agreement.
The guard was startled, having heard nothing from inside. Seeing Du Yiyi frantically picking up firewood, the few who were currently unoccupied squatted down to help.
"Through your means? Or is it a matter of seeing whose fists are harder?" The Black Demon Zhang Zhun licked his lips and asked with keen interest.
Some foreign automobile companies often provided the Chinese market with car models of lower quality yet higher prices compared to those sold in other regional markets.
The desert sections constructed by Liu Dapao basically all served their purpose, whereas the desert construction speed on the Moroccan side was much slower.
His cultivation path was, after all, different from that of the people in this realm—be it Dao beacons, his other-selves, or anything else, Gu Shaoshang had no intention of usurping Laozi's cultivation.
Training for the workers was proceeding simultaneously, alongside language training. The Chinese language was essential, as it benefited communication; moreover, it was partly due to Liu Dapao's own selfish motives, as he always felt that Chinese was the best communicative linguistic tool.
In Li Zhaohe's view, his young chairman always acted with sound reasoning and absolute foundation, never shooting arrows without a target.
Yet once he was full, though eating no longer possessed the life-saving miraculous effect, it still served its primary function of filling the stomach.
The supply and marketing cooperative was still a very thriving institution, and many supplies had to be distributed through them. Huang Kai was also a popular figure everywhere he went, figuring that he would undoubtedly rake in a hefty amount of kickbacks by then.
Yang Jian insisted on not letting Nezha fight again, staring fixedly at Sun Da while awaiting his reaction.
Upon hearing this, Zeaki Atsun hesitated and nodded. Utterly baffled by the two men's cryptic conversation, he reluctantly followed Zero Requiem's orders and pushed Zhao Hao out of the room.
As vast as the heart is, so high is the sky. One must perceive the impending calamities of fate with a wise soul, and overcome, transcend, and leap beyond them with a formidable spirit.
In truth, he was not as yearning for the Dao Fruit as other Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators, because in his past life, he had already found his own path and no longer felt bewildered regarding cultivation.
Of course, now that they were out of the room, those four Pacifistas could not possibly go far. Relying on their sharp hearing, they could even hear every whispered word exchanged between John and Nami inside the room with crystal clarity.