Chapter 45: Serving the Young Master to His Satisfaction

Meanwhile, his father, Di Yun, still harbored a deep grudge because Qin Yu had previously refused to show any respect to the Ministry of Punishments, and had even privately sworn to destroy Qin Yu.

Accustomed to acting in an arrogant and tyrannical manner, Di Junjie had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol that very noon, which led him to commit such a foolish act.

Upon gathering this intelligence, a cold sneer formed in Qin Yu’s heart.

Since Di Yun had long been plotting to eliminate him, he certainly would not sit back and wait for death. Instead, he would start by destroying this worthless son of his.

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Another was the heir of the Imperial Palace, vaguely emerging as the most formidable prodigy of the contemporary cultivation world. Daring and fierce in battle, he fought like a martial immortal—majestic, invincible, and possessing an aura that swallowed the heavens and earth.

Finally, an idea struck him regarding his next step: the Shanzhong and Baihui acupuncture points, which belonged to the middle Dantian. While the Qi Body and Qi Soul realms focused on developing the Qi Ocean, and the War Sovereign realm emphasized the limbs and skeletal frame, the Shengtang upper Dantian had scarcely been developed, let alone the middle Dantian, which remained entirely untouched.

There were also numerous subtle details that Lu Hao had previously overlooked. What seemed like trivial differences actually resulted in a chasm of difference in might—such as the lifting of an elbow or the rotation of a wrist.

Because the massive earthworm had just emerged, the golden crystal sands had been churned up along with it, saving Long Xinglin the trouble of digging through the sand.

"No, no, it was just a slight misunderstanding. Zang Ba and Xikong Shuo were killed by Lei Ming," Lu Yanzhou hurriedly explained.

Uncle He did not mention where he was going, nor when he would return. Carrying a single case, his weathered and desolate figure faded into the distance. Lu Fan watched silently as Uncle He departed without uttering a sound. He was still too far removed from Uncle He's world, and any words would be utterly pale and powerless.

"Again!" It had been a long time since anyone had managed to injure him, and a long-dormant fighting spirit ignited within Lu Jianning's heart. While there were many people stronger than him, encountering an opponent of such evenly matched caliber was a rare and precious experience.

The senior female students looked toward Long Xinglin, who was currently conversing with Senior Sister Qinxin, dragging him right back into the center of attention.

Moreover, a spar of this nature was, after all, not a battle of life and death, meaning true insight and breakthroughs gained from it were rather limited.

Seeing this, Lu Jianning instantly released his grip. Deprived of this pivot point, Shi Yi could no longer sustain the momentum of his kick and was forced to spin in place, steadying his suspended lower body. Seizing this opportunity to recover, Lu Jianning gave him not a single moment to breathe; curving his fingers, he thrust two fingers viciously toward Shi Yi's chest.

Temporary wooden walls could be seen surrounding the entire military camp. These walls consisted of two tiers, each equipped with wooden boards. The upper tier allowed soldiers to patrol and keep watch, while the lower tier was used to store defensive weaponry and provide a place for soldiers to rest.

With this realization, after careful deliberation, Hong Yanwu ultimately found a loophole he could exploit.

Murong Ping looked toward Old Master Tie. The lean and majestic old man remained silent, causing her heart to sink: It seemed the old man approved of this matter, and by allowing Tie Zhan to return, he likely harbored plans of his own.

That line of verse was a timeless cry—a cry for a kindred spirit—which once again transformed Wei Xiaodong's impression of Xiao Li.

Facing this, Hong Yanwu was completely out of options. With no other choice, he simply had to yield to the old man's wishes and push the matter no further.

Jiri gazed toward the Leaf Village seventy kilometers away, observing the unfolding events. He could not help breaking out in a cold sweat, praying from the bottom of his heart that all his deductions were completely wrong, that the village was entirely safe and sound, and that he was merely scaring himself.

The items consigned on the second floor were of a higher grade, typically consisting of two-star equipment or one-star Ironwood Branches, with prices ranging from over twenty gold coins to under one hundred. The three of them did not linger and headed straight for the auction hall.

Because "Sugar Heart" claimed her hands were cold, she had bought a pair of yellow cotton-thread gloves and put them on herself.

Although Akashia found it incredible, this was hardly the time to ponder it; she immediately snatched up the Child of the Oak and stowed it into her inventory.