45 Entering the Realm of Mastery (4)

Jiang Yang was exceptionally busy; times like these truly separated the fine steeds from the packhorses. A thoroughbred naturally rose to the occasion, moving swiftly and effortlessly to showcase his true capabilities.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Moshang, clad in a bathrobe and in high spirits, arrived at Lin Cha's door. He reached out and pushed, but it didn't open.

Unexpectedly, Yi Guzhe was not crippled after all; the entire city of Fucheng was now praising him. He had even earned the reputation of a gifted scholar, especially since he was both handsome and composed.

Although a national standard language existed in the country, the accents of the north and south varied significantly. Furthermore, the standard language was mostly familiar only to well-educated families in relatively developed regions or areas early colonized by foreigners, while the vast majority of backward cities remained almost entirely unexposed to it.

Due to Ji Shu's delicate health, Ye Moxing had always been a taboo subject within the Mo family, particularly whenever Ji Shu was present.

Chen Lulan nodded, completely unsurprised that he knew, nor did she harbor the slightest suspicion that Lin Cha had told him.

Ah, it turned out that the opponent's cultivation had not yet reached the late Divine Infant stage. The only reason he was able to shatter the short cultivator's sword-blossom was simply because he had affixed this strength-enhancing divine talisman to his own treasured sword.

The fire had already reached his hair, yet the boy paid it no mind, as if entirely unaware, dragging Su Ya forward with desperate determination.

"Hmph! Fine, take good care of yourself. If Yi Junlei bullies you, let me know, and I'll help you teach him a lesson."

Ahead lay a shallow trench. Li Dazhong pressed his ear to the ground and listened carefully; a chorus of chaotic snoring drifted up from the trench—heavy and light, coarse and fine.

In the herbal wonderland, Yun Xian gently caressed Yuan Tianwen's still-warm skin and choked out, "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan..." Past memories flashed continuously through her mind...

"Since that is the case, I hereby formally announce..." The Fourth Great Ninja War has begun; we shall meet on the battlefield. With those words, Uzuchiba Obito's body twisted into a vortex and vanished on the spot.

Jing Yan released her spiritual sense to survey her surroundings, only to discover with despair that the entire estate was completely surrounded by the demon race.

"The 'Dark King' Silvers Rayleigh, it's really you! The legendary man—I never expected to find you here." Kid, who had likewise recognized Rayleigh's identity, spoke up.

Yun Xian and Gu Jinhui exchanged glances and simultaneously summoned their swords. Ling Qian and Mu Yu materialized on Yun Xian's shoulders at the same time, unleashing an overwhelming, awe-inspiring spiritual aura that surged toward the demon race.

"This... seems a bit different from the azure bird in our hands?" Zhang Jingyan glanced at Jing Yao's azure bird and remarked casually.

Before long, they reached the foot of the mountain, and shortly after, a large azure bird soared out of the stable. Its cyan light shot forth like an arrow straight into the clouds, tracing a pristine white streak of vapor across the clear blue skies between Yueyang and Xiangyang from west to north.

Beneath the city gate, the official in black robes frowned slightly, clear displeasure evident across his face. Yet, knowing the critical importance of this location and having long heard of the fierce bravery of the Northern Mang soldiers, he found it difficult to voice any complaints at the moment.

Just as Yue Peng was sinking into despair, his wrist communicator suddenly transmitted such a voice. At that moment, the sound was undeniably sweet to Yue Peng's ears, and his favorable impression of this "Five-Colored Begonia" surged dramatically. Fortunately, her memory was remarkably reliable.

He neither wanted nor would permit her to suffer any harm, yet he had to admit that his actions had once again dragged Wu Yutong into their filthy struggles.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, her gaze vacant as she stared straight ahead. His hand, which had been helping her wipe away the disarray, paused beside her ear as he silently watched her.

Without waiting for Wei Yan to move, he consciously turned around, exposing his entire back to her.

Daiju Hiroshi drove all his soldiers onto the front lines to prevent the Chinese troops on the mountain from launching a breakthrough downward, yet he never imagined that a unit was stationed not far behind him, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Commander Li Jieli of the 572nd Regiment had finally waited out the Japanese defenders' latest detachment of forces on the mountain.

The mountain was adorned with green pines, lush grasses, and wildflowers blooming everywhere. After walking for a short while, Madam Chen broke into a light sweat. June was already the scorching summer season, and the warm breeze only added to her irritation and stuffiness.

In terms of strategic intellect, Qi Feishi might not match Chu Feijing, but he was unquestionably Yinjunfang's foremost warrior of valor, and his martial arts ranked just behind Duan Weihan. Unless he encountered the rarest and most peerless experts of the Great Wilderness, Qi Feishi remained utterly confident in himself and firmly in control of any situation under any circumstances.

"I hope that in the future, you will stop harassing Wu Yutong," Wu Yulin warned her bluntly. Although his tone lacked the intense aversion of the past, it was hardly warm.

He had hoped to enjoy the moonlight in peace, but being interrupted like this naturally left Murong Qingxue displeased.

Suddenly, a sharp sword tore through the void, directly piercing the barrier of the world and entering the Heavenly Stele Realm.

However, it was enough to momentarily stall Commander Chen's momentum and actions, and for Duan Zhongyao, that exact effect was entirely sufficient.

"Since you suspect me, I might as well be frank with you. You guessed correctly; it was I who laid a trap for Xu Da. Unfortunately, Xu Da was far too arrogant—he believed only he could trap others, and that no one could ever trap him. Alas, his own confidence destroyed him!" I said with a smug smile.

Followed by merely two guards, Xuanyuan Wufeng dared not act presumptuously, especially since his primary objective this time was to rescue his wife.

"Big brother, I am not yielding, nor have I ever intended to. It's simply that my father wishes to hand the assets over to Cheng Xuanyun. No one can defy my father's decision. As the saying goes: when it rains, it rains; when a mother must remarry, she must. I can only accept my fate with resignation," Cheng Yifei said helplessly.