Chapter 47: Cutting Hair

Just how deeply obsessed was Wen Lulu with Lu Shaojun to have done such a thing?

With the extra training schedule finalized, Yu Subei went without saying, and even Xu Jihua and Duan Siqi, who usually struggled immensely to get out of bed, forced themselves up by eight-thirty. At nine-thirty sharp, they appeared in the training room.

Ran let out a sound of acknowledgment, thinking to himself that this guy Whites really didn't know how to leave anyone any face when he spoke. Were all people who stayed at MTL for too long like this? Raising his eyes, he saw Lu Chengxing's hand resting very naturally on Yu Subei's shoulder, and for a moment he was somewhat dazed.

With this thought, Ye Fan's heart burned with enthusiasm, rejoicing that he would soon be able to benefit the males of the entire world.

Upon hearing this, the maid rushed off to search, feeling an extreme panic in her heart as if she had laid eyes upon a demon.

Yet Yu Subei never imagined he could be so shameless—and this was still inside the airport shuttle bus, a public setting. Feeling both helpless and exasperated, classmate Yu Subei could only glare at him and offer no response.

Because Han Siran had been staying at the old family residence for the past few days, and fearing that Lin Lin might misunderstand on account of this, he said nothing at all.

Not mentioning this would have been better; at the mere mention of it, Lan Mengyao's facial expression grew even more ferocious, her fierce gaze seemingly intent on tearing Feng Jianguo directly to shreds.

Yang Yan told Lord Ye not to be anxious, assuring him that he naturally had his own methods. By letting panic disarray him like this, they would end up confessing before Gu Moxie could even trace anything back to them.

"Gu Hao?" Gu Feiyi hadn't paid excessive attention to Gu Hao and was unaware of his changes, never expecting this matter to become entangled with him.

"Does anyone know the answer to this question? Please answer it on behalf of this classmate who was not paying attention to the lecture." Since she remained silent, the professor sought out a rescue among the other students. This was the professor's usual tactic; if a student could answer, it would bail her out, but if not, she would be placed on the professor's classroom conduct blacklist.

Wang Ge concentrated his mind, not rushing to recreate the Roaring Tiger in the Forest just yet. After this move was absorbed by the Tai Chi formation, all its details were imprinted in his mind, and he was currently in the process of digesting them.

The Empress of the Underworld's expression suddenly stiffened, before reverting to her previous delicate and frail demeanor, yet the flash of helplessness deep within her eyes remained exceedingly clear.

The new Alliance Leader would be determined a year later at the inaugural "First Under Heaven Ability Convention." Due to the defection of the former strategist, participants in this tournament were required to have achieved distinguished records in the Second Ability War. Novice ability users were prohibited from entering.

Yet he still reached out, pulling the delicate figure before him into his embrace and gently kneading her shoulders.

"For this lotion, use it for three days first. Every night before bed, dip a cotton swab in it and apply it to the areas that need..." Unable to find a suitable description, Li Tian'er spoke with cheeks flushed a bright red.

Two men stood at the courtyard entrance, and Fan Lihua recognized one of them as the village safety officer, Xie Dayong, the husband of Li Hong. He was specifically responsible for maintaining public security in the village. It was usually a leisurely job, not quite a village cadre position, yet it drew a salary from the village finances.

Animal fats mixed with mineral alkali and heated could produce soap, with glycerin as an incidental byproduct.

"Sleep, and forget all of this!" Zhang Yi'مان closed Zhu Qing's eyes with both hands. A smile blossomed on Zhu Qing's face as she drifted off into a sweet sleep.

In the span of a brief moment, an entire skeleton dissolved into the subterranean cave, leaving behind an aura so completely devoid of life that even spiritual perception could detect nothing.

Duke Du said with a smile, "We are not looking to alter the agricultural tax, but rather to audit the farmland. Since ancient times, powerful clans have concealed farmland; all such hidden fields can be confiscated for public ownership."

For a commoner to possess such intimate knowledge of palace secrets without harboring alternative motives was something no one would believe.

Wu Hao slightly raised his head, a flush of blood across his features giving way to a smile, before thrusting both hands forward to hurl the red and blue colored spheres, intersecting them with the terrifying blade light.

Sun Xin was struck with utter terror, shouting to the various generals, "Can the troops of the Liang State literally fly across the Yangtze River?" When he wanted to sound a retreat, Xu Kai let out a mighty roar and cut him down with a single stroke.

Just as these reporters were waiting in a sweat, a young man wearing a short-sleeved white t-shirt, loose casual trousers, and a pair of off-brand travel shoes walked out through the main entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

A man stood with his hands clasped behind his back before a magnificent pavilion of jade, electricity arcing all over his body with a terrifying aura. Dazzling divine light bloomed in his pupils, capable of obliterating all living beings.

As for the research on the physical star map, he had no desire to wait another few millennia until all its internal spiritual energy accumulated to the brim—by then, everything would long since be over.

Within the hazy night mist, a solitary, desolate streak of black light flashed and vanished, a profound and weighty sense of gravity pressing down upon everyone's hearts like a massive millstone, making it difficult to draw a breath.

"Human, you have come again." Though the Black Dragon felt a certain wariness, it was a dragon after all, a noble existence; even in apprehension, it could never show cowardice.

The Lady of Guo's magical power surged, simultaneously lighting up several ancient stelae. With a flash, torrents of halos wove together in mid-air to form a magical array.

The banquet continued as before until a servant rushed in and spoke a few low words into Zong Dou's ear.

He crawled back out of the corpse pit, approached the old man, and began inquiring about the situation. Touching his chin, Cheng Shi asked.

As the pass was handed over, the guards on both sides bowed in welcome. From afar, the weeping and wailing of prisoners could be heard, and a bone-chilling wind reeking of fishy stench surged out from the dungeon entrance. The gloom here was as stifling as a dead rat's nest.

The Tengshe serpent broke free from the towering pillar, its severed tail also snapping its bonds to fuse back into one, restoring its complete demonic form.

When the remaining few attempted to flee, Jiang Yunwei chased after them with a bench on her shoulder, swinging it at each of them in turn and knocking them all flat.

Perhaps these individuals still failed to understand that within this environment saturated with spiritual energy—or rather, primordial chaos energy—they had naturally entered the initial stage of divine cultivation: inedia.

Yuanbao's crisp and clear reply was exceptionally lucid, leaving Bailou Lou utterly astounded on the spot.

Behind them came roughly thirty or forty people, some riding mounts, others flying on swords, brawling among themselves as none wished to fall behind, all racing to catch the youth who was carrying her away.

Watching Sean lost in thought, Cheng Shi sat back down in the chair behind the desk, lit a fresh cigarette, and fell silent.