Chapter 111: The Divine Calculation of Tong Yin

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The two men on the field were calculating once more, endlessly imagining how they might break through their opponent’s defenses and deliver a devastating blow. Gradually, without a sound, they began to close the distance between them. The prelude to another vicious battle had begun.

The lace nightdress was highly provocative, exposing the fair skin of her shoulders. Her fully developed breasts seemed eager to break free of their restraints. Black represented mystery, and within that mystery lay a trace of sensuality, enough to stir the heart.

Yet through what had happened today, he finally understood that Lin Fei had reached where he was entirely through his own strength and effort.

Sima Xuan felt as though the world had turned surreal. Looking back on it later, he too felt that even if she had merely sent him away to study, his mother’s reaction had been far too extreme. At the time, he had not understood it. He had assumed she simply could not bear to part with him—or perhaps had feared that he might lose his life.

The entire nation tuned in to East Sea Television. Some people even turned on their computers and logged on to the online broadcast page of the station’s official website.

Lin Fei thanked him. After hanging up, he left Huading Pharmaceuticals without another word.

Hearing her father bring up the matter of meeting again in Meng Xing’s presence, Li Moran felt somewhat uneasy. She had no idea how Meng Xing would respond.

“The death of Pistol has nothing to do with me. Whatever you want, release my people first, and then we can talk,” Chen Rang said calmly.

Long Qingqing forcefully suppressed the urge to strike and destroy it, turning her head aside with effort. She could not help sighing inwardly. Although the place seemed somewhat lonely at that moment, it was nothing compared with when night descended. Then darkness would blanket everything, leaving only a chill as vast as the tide.

The old woman seemed entirely cut off from the world before her, concerned only with the task in her hands. Yet for some reason, the furrows across her forehead appeared to have deepened.

Wei Yan was stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself that Young Master Jia really was exactly as He Hu had described him: mentally unsound.

The people who needed righteous men to oppose the Qing, however, laughed until their stomachs hurt. Clearly, they were taking great delight in the misfortunes that had befallen the Qing court and Wu Sangui.

“Nine Forms.” With a crisp sound, a force strong enough to raise a violent gale swept toward Ge Xiang.

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She narrowed her eyes slightly. Everything before her was blurred, and she could see only a figure slowly approaching. The murderous aura accompanying it made her feel threatened in a way even more terrifying than death.

On the other hand, Liang Dong was right. They did not know exactly what level his cultivation had reached, but since he had said it, he must have confidence in himself. Ordinary dangers would probably not trouble him.

When the dance ended, Baili Qianxun’s face was flushed with an unhealthy pallor. This kind of dance was not easy; it required the incorporation of several unusual techniques. His body had not yet fully recovered, and he had not danced for far too long. Being forced to perform the entire routine without warning had placed too great a strain on him.

“Damn it!”

Watching helplessly as the four mutants he had brought were stopped by the teachers of Blackstone Academy, Ding Peng could not help roaring in fury. He accelerated and lunged toward Xu Zhe. No matter what price he had to pay, he would kill Xu Zhe.

“Boom!”

The light sword shattered, and at the same time, the ring of light was breached. Wang Biao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Bright’s offensive power was not to be underestimated. A moment’s carelessness could cost him his life.

The Water Lizard was fighting for his life this time. He roared and bellowed as though he were ready to stake everything on the battle. Yet in the eyes of the Three-Eyed Soul Devourer, it was as though none of this existed.

“If that is so, why did he keep urging me to take Sanghai City, and even ask me to transfer it into his name?” Ma Xingyao was confused.

Aduo immediately used his will to leave the Heavenly Dao Building. His mind moved, yet his body remained where it was.

One of the things that pained Qi Bei most was the Speech-Sealing Order embedded in his throat, which prevented him from confessing the truth to Madam Bailing or acknowledging their relationship.

As Mu Fengxi pushed Gu Yeheng, she secretly gave him a meaningful glance. The message in her eyes was clear: Everything I am doing now is right.

Dao Resonance shattered the barrier of space and time as it descended, splitting directly into nine pieces. Eight fell around Aduo from eight directions, while the central fragment descended upon the crown of his head and entered his body through his crown chakra.

This peculiar space finally proved unable to withstand the baptism of so many energies. It exploded and collapsed, and the two of them immediately found themselves in a world of magnetic light.

The Killing Office worked with remarkable efficiency. By the following morning, Gu Changqing had already received word from them.

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Six curtains of light enveloped his body like energy armor. Carrying an aura of world-destroying slaughter, he thundered toward the White Daoist Venerable.

At that moment, Yoshida Masao believed Zheng Dong’s words. He spread his arms and embraced the air. Yoshida Sakura threw herself into his arms, though he could not see her at all. He formed his face into an expression of grief, yet no tears came. No one knew what kind of modifications the research institute had performed on him to turn him into this.

They were officials of the court, each holding a position of the second rank, and even the least accomplished among them possessed second-rank cultivation. Yet they had joined together to vouch for the Venerable Lingzhi.

To Gu Changqing’s ears, however, those words made his soul tremble. The golden pill within his dantian began spinning wildly, and a faint crack appeared across its surface.

That was why he remained so composed and concealed his identity. In doing so, he had created a smokescreen that made it impossible for the Spirit God to determine what was truly going on with this spirit cat.

Chen Zifeng knew that if he wanted to stay alive, he had to tell the truth. He therefore explained every detail of his mission to Reno and Murong Yan.

Fan Jian’s words made Ye Chen pause. He had not expected magical beasts to be divided into ranks as well. He thought to himself: If magical beasts have different ranks, then what rank are the beasts I brought out of the Devil Cliff’s Forbidden Grounds?

The martial method of training emphasized practicality and genuine practice. If one sought killing power, one devoted oneself entirely to cultivating the path of destruction. If one sought to strengthen the body, one concentrated wholly on methods of physical improvement. Although such approaches seemed to produce astonishingly rapid results, they ultimately failed to reach true depth, making it difficult to attain complete mastery.

Zhang Genda offered an apologetic, bitter smile. “I’m no longer in Beijing. I’m on a train to Chuzhou right now. Han Bing’s grandfather found me an excellent teacher to train under, so I’m on my way to meet him.”

He knew that if he did not smash it, he truly might as well give up on living. A broken hand could still be set, but once one’s life was gone, nothing else had any meaning.

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