Chapter 36

“You know you’ve been on academic leave for four years, right? The maximum leave allowed is two years, after that the school will automatically cancel your registration,” Duan Bin said.

Amid the harrowing howls of wolves, mingled with crazed laughter, the three players couldn’t help but shudder. The Crimson Goat, while not the strongest among the demon group, was still considered above average in strength, its power quite formidable.

“I’m just going to declare myself dead, I’ll sever all ties, what can you do to me?!” Shao Shang sat in the carriage, his hands trembling with anger.

When the battle began, Rin Tohsaka could still exchange a few blows with Kirei Kotomine, but this martial art had been taught by Kotomine himself, and after decades of practice, he was naturally more skilled than Rin.

Du Gu Si had taken four heavy blows from the Demon King's left leg—her injuries were grave. Now that the Demon King's left leg was dead, she no longer needed to force herself to stand.

Su Shu said nothing, silently gazing at Tang Huang, her eyes betraying a faint and elusive terror.

She remembered, back in the frontier town of the Northwest, Huo Buyi often made an odd gesture—every so often, he would touch his upper right arm, lost in thought for a while, a gentle sadness subtly radiating from him.

Empress Yue, impatient, didn’t wait for Shao Shang to report, but hurried out herself, pulling the emperor inside. Following were the silent princes and princesses, with Huo Buyi among them.

“No more ‘buts’. Pack your things, tomorrow you’re coming back to Donghai with me. The family needs you, the company needs you, and I need you even more,” Wang Xudong interrupted Su Wanqi.

The headless corpse fell heavily, more white worms pouring from the severed neck—an utterly revolting sight.

Tu Yujing nodded. He felt today hadn’t been particularly satisfying. The first hunt was a good omen, but venturing deeper into the mountains for greater spoils was what truly mattered.

Tu Yujing felt a lingering dread; had he not been alerted, he might not have reacted in time. The smooth sailing of recent times had dulled his vigilance, but now, struck so suddenly, he was instantly sobered.

Unable to win on the front lines, even adopting a defensive stance, it was only a matter of how long they could hold out—that depended on their willpower.

At the beginning of the month, Yue Chu wanted to punch someone, but she held back. She didn’t want to waste more words on this shameless person, so she turned and walked away.

Yes, just as Li Yalin charged into USJ, Ais, Riveria, and Rainbow Candy arrived at the battlefield.

“Retreat! Fall back into the protective formation!” Sword Unparalleled commanded in a deep voice. It was their only way out.

She looked at Huo Zizheng pleadingly. He hadn't been like this before, never looked at her with such eyes; it frightened her deeply.

The first wave of enemies brought Li Dalong two Holy Spirit Rings—an auspicious start that delighted him.

“Mama, where’s my old medical records?” Yu Xiao walked out from his room, suddenly asking Lingzhi, who was sitting in the living room watching TV.

The first time they met at the Thanksgiving Hotel, he had no sense of romance, simply taking her.

“Damn, Ning Xiao, you’re incredible,” Zhang Weifeng exclaimed after witnessing Ning Xiao’s skills.

“Darling, let’s leave first. I’ll consult with the elders in my family about the exact time. When the moment comes, you can come for the Kunwu Sword,” Hao Qingxuan said.

The big black wolf stayed at the cave entrance, in case anyone else came. If the entrance was blocked again, it would be disastrous.

She gave a shy smile to Shangguan Jue in the distance, then shot a fierce glare at the composed Sima Sen.

He wouldn’t allow his son to abandon his armor and throw away his weapons, so he made sure to strengthen his son’s drinking skills every so often.

At that moment, Ye Feng finally understood. Maybe it was because he rarely drank so much, or perhaps because it was the first time he combined the two, but after a few puffs, he started feeling dizzy.

Watching Wan Qingshi and Meng Hao answer in perfect harmony, one after another, Ye Ling couldn’t help but twitch his lips. Turning to look at Wu Pingfeng, who hadn’t spoken but met his gaze with worried eyes, everything was unspoken. At that moment, Ye Ling felt both moved and speechless.

Li Mu’er was startled awake by a loud noise beside her ear, meeting his complicated gaze. Was it helplessness, defeat, regret?

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xianzong finally began to distance himself from Wang Zhi. Then the censors submitted repeated memorials, summarizing eight major crimes against Wang Zhi! In the nineteenth year of Chenghua, August, Emperor Xianzong issued an edict: Wang Zhi had formed factions and disrupted governance, deceived and abused power, and was demoted to a minor official, exiled to idle residence in Nanjing.

This was the worst plan—destroying the passage could only delay matters. If the three of them couldn’t find another way out, they would be trapped, eventually hunted down.

Up on the main seat, Wang He listened to Wang Zhi’s words, anger blazing, his old face flushed bright red.

Wang Yi’s lips twitched at those words, but he made no sound. In fact, his heart was in turmoil; as someone who killed without hesitation, he found himself at a loss in the face of these circumstances.

“Elderly? Didn’t you say you weren’t with Fat Lou’s group?” Wu Yi remembered Jiang Chen had parents.

Back in his room, Lin Jie ate his sister’s lovingly prepared lunchbox, then returned to his game. Tonight’s event was, of course, the Heart of Molten Fire.

Fu Rongyue didn’t understand what Ji Ming meant, nor what it had to do with Fu Rongyu. But her confusion lasted only a moment; she didn’t dwell on it. As long as they broke up and she achieved her goal of “heartbreak,” she didn’t care what Ji Ming thought, so she tacitly agreed.

Lin Ke smiled faintly. He had to admit, Yang Zhi was one of the most astute heroes among the Yang Family Generals. Thus, he nodded to Yang Zhi, and the two exchanged a smile, their mutual understanding deepening. In fact, Lin Ke had always admired Yang Zhi.

Though it was hardly polite to press further, matters concerning his own origins compelled him to seek more answers.

Another black-haired classmate spoke up, “My name is Zou Kang. From now on, you should call me Brother Kang.” After he finished, he showed little expression, simply sat quietly, rolled up his sleeves, and displayed his dark muscles, boasting to me.

After breaking through in cultivation, Ji Ziran and Dao Feidao began to investigate the area around Ping’an City, looking for news about the bandit leader known as “Ghost.” Having dealt with the other bandits, he resolved to finish the job and eliminate their chief as well.