Chapter 98

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Anyway, since school starts again after tomorrow and everyone will be separated then, if they aren't getting along now, it's better to part ways. Although he did not resist the attacking power radiating from Zhu Jin, his skin unfolded layer by layer like a live fish being sliced open and ginger slices inserted along the cut lines. Suddenly, within that white light, faint red and deep blue glimmers appeared on Lu Nannan’s forehead—two streaks of pattern flashing as they drew the surrounding spiritual energy, winding around her. Ye Hao looked at the dark green soul banner in his hand and thought, “This must be why I was poisoned just now.” When the soul body exploded earlier, although he activated teleportation in time, he was still slightly affected. Bo Siyu’s personality never allowed for concealment; experience taught him that revealing the truth was often simpler than hiding it or imagining scenarios. Moreover, Qiao Youxia had told him to speak directly about anything troubling him instead of bottling it up. “The ‘Swift Wind’ East Xuan Domain probably doesn’t have many martial arts techniques relying on footwork. Your speed can’t stop me.” She already knew many things about the future and was determined not to let those events happen. She feared the butterfly effect—if some things changed, those who wished to harm her might redirect their malice toward Bo Siyu, sowing discord. His skills were far inferior, yet finally, after seven or eight seconds, the remedy took effect. His wife, Mu Nan, was quite beautiful, but after all these years of washing clothes, cooking, taking care of life and the children, wrinkles and yellow spots had appeared on her face. “Although basketball teams around the world now have competitive abilities, if we must name the best, the veteran North American teams remain unshakable. The coach can even invite teams from the United States. Our coach is incredible!” Many players eagerly discussed below. Defeating the invaders, even if only to maintain the current situation, was worth everyone’s full effort.

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Jiang Yude and the others, standing a hundred yards away, were blasted backwards three yards by the powerful shockwave. Their breaths became chaotic; with their strength, they were nearly injured. For this expedition to the Kingdom of Kentan, the emperor, to demonstrate his trust in Albert, specially sent the empire’s official banner and edicts. Possession of these granted unhindered passage through all the empire’s duchies, counties, and autonomous regions. “Indeed!” Wu Guang was very excited by Chen Sheng’s agreement. The group responded with a few words before bending down to harvest the seemingly endless rice fields. When the messenger sent to fetch Sun Simiao had not yet returned, a piercing cry broke the night’s quiet from inside the room. Everyone was stunned, then overwhelmed with joy as the midwife emerged carrying a newborn. People eagerly approached, but Yang Jing was the first to hold her child. While a raging storm stirred within Wu Hao’s heart, Qian Po, standing on the horizon, also glanced over. A purple light flashed in his starry eyes. “Heh,” he smiled gently. Su Yue was momentarily stunned by his action but soon understood. The chill of early spring and the night dew made the stone bench cold, indeed. But shouldn’t the one who needed to be cautious be himself? Poisoned so deeply and only just waking that very morning. After a brief, hurried ceremony, Yang Hao was thrust into a precarious situation—once crowned emperor, dissenters would come after him. The blond man let out a piercing roar that shattered the ears like thunder. Those still bargaining turned fierce eyes to the rear, curious to see which fool had acted so rashly. The carefully laid plan was now useless, but he thought that if he mentioned Lin Yang’s beating of him, his father would be so furious he wouldn’t even ask questions and would have the man dragged off for execution. On both sides of the mountain ridges and forests, Wang Minglun had stationed countless hidden archers. Now Mount Ba’an could be said to be fully armed.

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The young man from before stormed in, angrily pointing and shouting at Lu Tao and Li Xiang, looking as if he would attack if they did not leave. At least for now, no song fully replicates ancient singing style and melody; all have some modern elements. However, people didn't think he could win; even if they agreed, it wouldn’t matter. Long Yuehao thought the same, so he nodded directly. Jiang Yuan’s mouth was stuffed with bread; whether from emotion or choking, tears welled up as he grasped Aunt Ma’s hand tightly. There were countless martial experts in the Faxi Temple; if they harmed her husband, that would be unacceptable. Looking at the intact bowl on the stove, Aunt Ma rubbed her glasses while examining it carefully, but saw no trace of it ever being broken. The shield could block sudden attacks like Ladon's surprise assault, meaning it was hard for anything to catch her off guard. “Not just you, but all of you, stay back!” Su Yunxuan said again, his gaze sweeping over everyone.