Chapter 119: Still Too Young

As soon as the five left the Hidden Leaf Village, Naruto was overwhelmed with excitement. It was their first time venturing far from the village. For the grand tournament in April, some participants arrived in the White City as early as six months in advance, others three months prior, all eager and early.

“If that’s the case, then there must be a villain hiding within the manor! I’ll go search immediately!” Leng Xin hurriedly dashed out. Seeing this, Ji Junlan pulled Ji Xuanran along to follow him.

“That joke of yours isn’t funny at all. If you can invade our world, seeking to devour it, then naturally I can come to the Endless Abyss to conquer you and consume this very layer of your abyssal plane.” The Heavenly Emperor’s avatar smiled.

Ultimately, they found no trace of Sasuke or Mikoto Uchiha there, so they had no choice but to return to the Leaf Village for now, awaiting news, clues, or their return.

“Here you are!” Grand Eunuch Wei, face full of worry, bowed and withdrew, leaving the Crown Prince alone to face the silence of the room.

But when he thought about it, he realized there was no one he truly trusted. The only one he was remotely acquainted with was He Ying, a colleague from his former company.

The two of them ran desperately, quickly escaping the confines of Fengdu, and found temporary refuge in a mountain cave.

Naruto handed his house key to Karin Uzumaki, asking her to stay at his place for the time being.

The other mage gods nodded in agreement; as long as the matter could be explained, they didn’t care about the details. As long as they could fend off the invasion of Mount Paradise, that was enough.

Lu Bu had spent his entire life on the battlefield, witnessing countless formidable opponents. His conviction was to pursue endless strength.

Now that the position of heir to the throne remained vacant, all the princes had their eyes on it. Everyone was hoping that someone would slip up and be eliminated early. Seventeen must leave no handle for others to seize.

After Zhuang Chuxun was trailed and embroiled in a fight the last time she visited town, it was clear that this pharmacy was the source of trouble.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yunge straightened her dress, smoothed her hair, and strode with long steps toward the side hall.

I searched the palace for quite some time—the longest I’ve ever searched—but I still didn’t find my father. Yet that youth captured my attention.

That’s why Zabuza and Raiga retreated after a single strike; with Kisame and Haku holding the line behind them, they weren’t worried about Naruto and Jiraiya pursuing.

The sun had already risen, and under the golden light, the haggard old man across from them suddenly burst into laughter.

Putting the porcelain bottle back in her bosom, Rong Jinyu was about to leave when a skeletal hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.

“Very well. I can give you the power for revenge, but you must help me with something in return!” The man in the black robe smiled faintly.

Odo felt helpless. After all, when he crossed over to this world, he was picked up by volunteers. As for all those tear-jerking tales of hardship, he had never actually experienced them.

Not only did he have to work in various places during the day, but there was a project with a tight deadline where they were asked to finish renovations as soon as possible. They even worked late into the night under lamps at the construction site.

Zhou Cuiyun, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, thought for a moment after hearing Ye Jiangong’s sigh, then spoke up in the darkness.

“In fact, Director Lan, if you want our company to go public, it’s not impossible!” Lu Ming said while scrolling through an online encyclopedia.

Wu Miaotong’s singing was quite powerful and energetic; she even raised the pitch on several notes.

Fortunately, last time he was merely a supporting player, so Lan Ziyan didn’t take his anger out on him, and he narrowly escaped disaster.

Meanwhile, as countless citizens of Yingnan City wondered about the situation, the staff at the city’s radio and television building were equally bewildered.

If you’re in the top five of the rankings, you’re sure to be discovered—and likely intercepted immediately to prevent your breakthrough.

On the way to the primeval forest, and throughout the mist-shrouded region, mutated creatures surged ceaselessly toward Archbishop Maia.

“Bloodline stage—I’m not sure how many veins, but our family’s guard includes bloodline warriors. They’re very strong,” Liu Mian replied readily, answering every question.

Liu Rumei struggled to her feet, gasping for air, her body swaying precariously as if she might collapse at any moment.

“My lord, you’re finally here! I’ve been waiting for you!” The lights in the room flickered on as a young man approached the window. He opened it, only to find nothing outside.

Fewer than five thousand mountain bandits remained; they were given money, homes, and land to settle as commoners. There were no major complaints—most of them had been local villagers driven to banditry by hardship.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Qianyun’s expression brightened with sudden understanding. Perhaps when Du Gufeng fought with an expert and was severely wounded, he happened upon the mysterious Penglai Immortal Isle by chance.

Shui’s eyes swept over the murals behind them. After hearing Xu’s explanation, he understood what had happened.

Twenty days later, after hitching a ride in an invisible state using light refraction, Cheng Kong arrived at a cosmic port on a colony planet—he had no idea where it was—aboard a spaceship returning from a depleted mining world.

Liu Rumei glanced at the martial arts experts and felt her hair stand on end, yet Mo Mingchen merely flicked his sleeve.

Sure enough, most of the local gentry were from Yuzhou and Yangzhou. When they learned that Zhuang Shaoyou was attacking, they panicked and fled south without a second thought.

A thunderous boom echoed between heaven and earth, and the Dragon-Binding Sword finally dissipated beneath the overwhelming force of the Soaring Dragon Sword.

Huang’s body, cold and hard as sculpted stone, finally stirred slightly. He turned his head just a little—only through that subtle motion could one tell he was alive.

Dim yellow light glowed in the corridor, casting a wavering shadow on the floor beneath me. The sensation sent a shiver through my heart.

Without delay, Chen Lang immediately sought out Xu Siyao, who had just finished a pep rally for the senior high school students.

These hundreds of young men and women were all promising talents of the Black Demon Sect. Today, they entered this place for a trial, some hoping to obtain a high-quality corpse companion.

In previous years, Bighead would have been the pride of Laurel Town, but with Shen Jian and Wang Jinyan emerging this year, he seemed unremarkable.

That squad of soldiers, numbering over ten thousand, formed two long columns. All wore black armor and held spear-like weapons in their left hands.

“Hey! I couldn’t sleep, so I came out for a walk. A friend happened to visit me—” As he spoke, Xu Hao gestured toward Qin Wenchuan behind him. At that moment, Qin’s face was grim, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.