Volume Three: The Xuanwu Gate Upheaval - Chapter 128: Teaching You the Rules

Li Xuanba had taken all of this in. Watching his disciple use an ancient story to draw a parallel to the present, successfully stirring the competitive spirit of the soldiers in the camp and significantly boosting morale, Xuanba felt a deep sense of gratification. He sighed to himself, acknowledging that his apprentice was well worth the effort and that his legacy would be secured. Although the boy still lacked experience, a few more years of tempering and exposure to the world would undoubtedly make him a figure of great importance.

Just as Mingyu was chatting spiritedly with the Xuanjia soldiers about the past and present, a sudden commotion erupted outside the camp. This was followed by a chorus of shouts and curses, which faded into silence just as quickly. Captain Lei Meng frowned at the sound, tilted his chin toward a few soldiers nearby, and...

Moreover, with a group of six—Mingyue for beauty, Baitong for innocence, Yihan for character, Xu Xian for worldly wisdom, and Qingfeng for his knowledge of artifact refining—no matter what topic Ding Changsheng chose to discuss, there was always someone to pick up the thread, ensuring the conversation would never stall.

Given his personality, even if he knew the old woman was helping him, he could not bring himself to offer words of gratitude.

With a cold snort, Bu Feifan flew forward and delivered a kick to the fleeing corpse-monster.

Qin Wanyao slapped a handful of flour onto Qin Wanyan’s face. "That was a Father’s Day gift I made for the Emperor, and you want to eat it? Being my brother isn't enough for you, now you want to be my father too?"

Bu Feifan sneered, tightened his belt, and feigning indifference, prepared to turn and leave.

When Zhou Zhou finished typing out Huo Fanyin’s full name, her phone prompted that the contact number already existed. She froze; had this man really not changed his phone number in three years?

The other two Ling family disciples looked at Ding Jie, their eyes unable to hide a trace of complex emotion.

Then, the moment Bu Feifan avoided Qiu Wufeng’s figure, he spotted a weakness and pointed a finger directly at it.

This was a local regulation once issued by the Cultivator Association and was considered a matter of proper etiquette among practitioners.

Unable to find the right words for a moment, Uncle Zuo He slapped his thigh and handed the card to Huo Fanyin.

Mo Yan’s eyes held a smile, yet she couldn't help but chide, "What are you so happy about? It’s not like you’re the one who’s pregnant." With that, she held her head high and walked away with great pride.

"Still thinking about wine and meat? Such a glutton!" Ximen Jing swung his blade, splitting the head of the blood-creature before him with the force of a falling mountain. He shouted impatiently, "Help me deal with these, and you can have whatever you want to eat!" As he spoke, he thrust his blade through the heart of another blood-creature.

The opening of the barrier was only temporary; before long, it would clog up again. Once his racing heart settled, Ximen Jing dared not rest; he had to strike while the iron was hot to consolidate his gains. The benefits of clearing the Weilu meridian were now evident, and he felt his spiritual energy flowing with unprecedented smoothness.

"How can there be so many monsters?" In the Marvel universe, only a handful of super-powered beings were capable of physical flight through interstellar space.

With the heaven-defying insight of the Prison Star Eye, Huang Qing could see that the ends of the solid, blood-colored misty threads were beginning to show crack-like bifurcations; the cohesion of the main body had been broken.

"Impossible..." Han Huan, bound in the sky, stared with horror and disbelief. How could this be? Was he not a peerless prodigy? Why?

"Haha, I understand how you feel. You haven't been in this line of work for long, have you?" Cui Youzhen asked.

"They certainly can't afford the responsibility." Bi Huan’s voice suddenly cut in. Yu Ming and Murong Qing turned in surprise to see Bi Huan and Feng Yan following slowly behind Mu Qingge. Murong Qing was stunned to see Mu Qingge standing before her, completely unharmed.

"Boom!" The car slammed into the ground, and the fuel tank was ignited by the surrounding flames, triggering a violent explosion that sent up a fireball. The people inside were beyond dead.

Therefore, rather than spreading himself thin, it would be better for Chu Yan to specialize in a few core Daos and leave the rest for others to cultivate.

Days passed, and Du Yusheng had no idea how many demon beasts he had slain. Finally, at the end of the month, his experience points reached the required threshold.

By chance, Li Tianming observed the sacred peak of Mount Kailash and immediately sensed that the mountain's aura was extraordinary.