Volume One, Chapter 84: She Wants to Stand Beside Bo Xingzhou

Xiao Fan silently wished that Blue Water Blue would quickly find success in blind dates in real life... Perhaps she already had? If so, she would quietly fade out of his life, out of his emotional world, and that hazy connection between them would vanish like mist, leaving not a trace behind, which would be for the best.

“What do you want from me? Are you here to lecture me? Don’t forget, Demon Path is just a game! Why can’t I take shortcuts, why must I make progress step by step, what’s this about a warrior’s trials—are you pretending to be ignorant?” Xiao Fan shouted angrily.

“You exaggerate, Peak Master. Allow me to hazard a guess—have you perhaps already discovered Fang Yuanjun’s whereabouts and made your decision, yet fear it may end in mutual destruction?” Qian Ye’s heart leapt wildly, but he forced himself to remain calm.

As for what Shuxin might do to him, he didn’t much care, but the child belonged to both of them. She probably wouldn’t object to his visiting.

“You’re overthinking it,” Song Ruyu gritted out, her agitation slowly subsiding.

Yet, if the other party possessed such masterful and undetectable abilities, why hadn’t they simply acted against them directly, instead of resorting to such clumsy tricks?

“Why didn’t you tell me these things?!” Shen Mubai exclaimed. Shen Youzhu and Shen Mubai—what a pair of siblings. He had placed them at her side, but neither had ever told him of the grievances Guanguan had suffered.

Other cultivators thought Master Qiantong had simply picked a random spot to sit, and with the air of one inscrutably profound, he clearly had no desire to converse with them. No one further approached him.

The Soul King’s ashen eyes remained eerily calm, never once leaving the golden sphere of light.

A glimmer shone in Ji’s eyes; he could no longer behave as before, thinking that just because he’d been reborn, he already held the initiative and that everything in the world was within his grasp.

Princess Lisa had watched Zhuang Mu for half a day before whispering in Ilene’s ear. Ilene’s eyes lit up as well, and she began circling Zhuang Mu, studying him from front to back.

“Unexpected? Are there very few?” Lewis asked. “Having some is better than nothing!” “It’s not what you think. There are several times more than you imagine, not less. I just hope the Germans won’t blow them up en route,” Freiburg replied.

Just as Firework in the Dark was about to voice her opinion, a new, even fiercer pillar of black light erupted from the top of the tower.

“What a jinx I am!” Xie Wuzi cursed himself as the bullets came flying, dashing to the car to fetch his sniper rifle.

“Why so many?” After a long silence, Lubrum finally broke the stalemate.

“I’ve considered it. The roster should be in the central army tent. Allow me to go and look for it,” Huyan Zhuo said with a salute, then dismounted and left.

An Jieyu knew the prince was facing a momentous decision and surely had something important to discuss, so she straightened and said, “I trust you, Your Highness. In urgent times, expediency is necessary. If you truly have pressing business, please come in and speak.” With that, she stepped aside.

Wang Yueshan glanced back at Fang Xinping, swallowed his words, and sullenly lay back down on the ground, keeping his silence.

“Hmph! Even so, there’s no guarantee it won’t be dangerous. You’re taking the princess somewhere even more perilous. As a Royal Academy teacher, you’ve failed in your duty,” the head guard glared at Xia Lian.

“Chu Fei, will you stay with me for the rest of your life?” Shen Yu looked up at me, pouting playfully.

Having absorbed Yang Kun’s deathly aura, the vengeful spirit appeared slightly more substantial, then vanished again into the graves, as if it had never appeared.

Perhaps his internal energy would be used up in an instant, and he himself would be roasted alive in a heartbeat.

“Ah, my apologies—I’m so dull I didn’t notice you there. Please forgive me!” Gong Shimao feigned alarm in his tone, but a faint, arrogant smile played on his lips, betraying not a hint of respect.

At the bottom of South Lake, the black vortex was surrounded by flowing water, yet within it was a world unto itself, dry and spacious, where people could walk freely—truly a marvel.

Massive four-legged beasts charged in from all directions, their colossal talons tearing through the air, rending space itself, and shredding countless other such creatures.

Zhan Xiao stared for a long time before catching sight of a huge brown serpent’s head in the forked roots of a giant tree, startling him out of his wits.

The palm of Tony’s battle suit began to glow with a piercing light, two dazzling lasers shooting forth, aimed squarely at Thor.

Liancheng Qingyou knew he was in the wrong; Zhan Xiao had saved him twice, and yet he’d recklessly forced him to drink that deadly poison. Reluctantly, he fished two snowy, silver-glowing eggs from his bag and handed them to Zhan Xiao.

Between its twin claws, a dazzling orb began to coalesce, the sight reminiscent of two dragons playing with a pearl.

Then, pointing her sword forward, the towering sword energy behind her suddenly swung down, cleaving toward Lü Tianming and Shi Huang, colliding with their combined might.

Zijin, eyes closed, had assumed she’d be squeezed into a crowd again. But when she opened her eyes, her worries proved unfounded. There wasn’t a soul nearby—only players sprawled all along both sides of the street.

So long as he still wore his mask, he was not Obito. He would not be affected by these matters, nor feel any urge to argue with Kakashi and Naruto.

At that moment, he noticed something odd. Earlier, these people seemed to avoid confronting him, hiding off to one side, and now the spot where they stood was directly beneath an observation hole.

In the end, the scholars awarded her the highest grade on her armor, currently the top rating, carrying the highest possible price.