120. An Immortal Touches the Crown of the Head, 18

Wang Lanmei lay on her side beside her, her eyes clear as water, gazing at the thin, taut face of Wang Dan, which was bathed in a holy radiance—the color of love.

It was because he had forcibly mobilized all the starlight energy stored within his sea of stars at once, bypassing the transformation of his energy center and channeling it directly through his meridians, causing severe damage.

"Hmph, just a reactionary army; what kind of combat effectiveness could they possibly have?" Peng Dehuai looked coldly at the Indian National Army soldiers working on the fortifications and snorted heavily.

Qin Zhonghai patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go! Don't dwell on it anymore; it is time to return to our country." Lu Yun looked toward the forest, knowing that he would never see the princess again in this life. Despite all the dangers and turmoil he had weathered, he could not stop his tears from falling.

However, they did not realize that this tangible pressure was not being unleashed against them.

"This is much better than that useless ultimate talent." Jian Yi made a prompt decision and invested another point into his versatile talent.

Others might fear the power of the Qiong family, but Yanting was not afraid at all. The more Qiong Fang tried to avoid being touched, the more Yanting insisted on doing so. Qiong Fang had no heart for social niceties and grew angry, waving her hand sharply to break free from the grip. Little did she know that Yanting was holding on firmly, her internal energy delicate and insidious, neutralizing Qiong Fang's force and refusing to let go.

Yuan Hao made meticulous arrangements, specifically instructing the two envoys not to rush. It was best to inquire about scenic spots along the way and, under the guise of sightseeing, measure the land on foot. They were forbidden from using carriages and had to travel by horseback. Whenever the weather turned bad, they were to set up camp immediately to rest, taking the opportunity to observe local climate conditions.

After saying these two sentences, Jian Yi closed his eyes again, his brows furrowing even more deeply, as if speaking those few words was already a tremendous burden for him.

After all, he had just transmigrated here, and many relationships remained unclear. If he rushed into conflict with others, heaven knew what the consequences might be. If Luo Li and the others hadn't been so aggressive yesterday, even deploying flying swords, he would not have considered retaliating.

Tao Junlan was stunned, followed by overwhelming excitement; her eyes slowly reddened, and moisture welled up in them. She had not expected the Second Prince to trust her so much, or that he would even have Zhou Yi specifically come to tell her this.

"Why didn't this Xiaoyue just send a text message instead of making such a scene?" Wang Haitao thought of his promise to have dinner with Lin Xiaoyue yesterday and tucked his phone into his pocket.

Tao Junlan said she would ignore the matter, and she truly did. Within half a day, she had cast it to the back of her mind, doing whatever she needed to do without being affected in the slightest.

Young Master Hua shook his head confidently, "No need, I’ve already memorized the way here!" Bai Chuan smiled with satisfaction and gestured that he could leave.

Therefore, Lu Yu had acted rashly out of extreme anger, but because he focused too much on offense and neglected his own defense, he was countered by the calm Peng Jinshi, who successfully launched a counterattack. What happened before their eyes was, in fact, quite logical.

Her heart trembled. A broad, jade-like palm grasped the hand with which Ruoxi held the apple. His sleeve brushed against her wrist, leaving a faint, soft, and bitter scent.

If he could obtain a strand of primordial energy as a core material, he could refine a sword that perfectly complemented his swordsmanship. At that point, his combat power would increase by more than half.

If Zheng Sheng had pursued Hua Qingqing through normal means, then if others lost, so be it. But if he resorted to underhanded tactics, it would be difficult to resolve, even if his father were a major shareholder of the group.

However, regardless of everything, Tao Junlan had finally returned to De'an Palace and to the side of the Second Prince. She remained his most valued palace attendant; out of every ten days, she served him personally for at least eight.

"Lü'er," Wei Sa, who had kept his eyes tightly shut, suddenly called out to her. Lü'er hurried to lower her head, no longer looking at him. "Do you think it is good for Ziyan to be with Zhong Wuyan?" He remained with his eyes closed, his lips moving only slightly.

Sure enough, the next moment, he loomed over her like a black mountain, his dark pupils capturing her like the fiercest of beasts, as if he might swallow her whole at any moment.

At this moment, Lin Yi had ten thousand questions in his heart; he truly had no idea what this guy was thinking.

Black intended to visit the Byron himself. Just as he arrived at the ship, he saw the launch of the "Star Core Blade" through the Byron's viewport.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Nanbei realized he had made a mistake—a very ridiculous one. In this world, a son always takes his father's surname, but a father never takes his son's. He had wrongly assumed that because Chen Dengxian was surnamed Chen, his father must also be surnamed Chen.

At this moment, the disciple saw Lin Yi walking toward him, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened as if he had seen a ghost. The surroundings were slightly dark, so few other disciples noticed this.

If that person from the Han family were willing to go up against the Bai family for her sake, then naturally, she would win with ease.

Pei Ruolan bit her lip, feeling utterly humiliated, but for the sake of her brother in prison, she had no choice but to force her exhausted body to curry favor with him.