Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Capital Headquarters

With such reasoning, Yan Yuanqing had no grounds for objection. Seeing that Shi Yurou had already arranged her leave, he could only agree in the end.

“However, if we’re going out, once we get there you must listen to me. The conflict between the Northern and Southern Traditional Medicine Associations seems quite intense. You absolutely must not wander off on your own—if you run into any of those radical types, it could be very dangerous!”

...

Feng Fan had already decided to take part in the tournament for the late Alchemical Core stage. Although most competitors at this level were at the very peak of the late Alchemical Core stage, Feng Fan, who could wield the strength of a mid-Stage Nascent Soul expert, was essentially unmatched within this category.

“You lot! You killed another one of my brothers—I’ll have your lives in return!” Kirigakure Saizo seemed to have decided that Yang Chong was the weaker of the two, abandoning his tangle with Muraoka Ryoshu and charging forward, dragging his massive blade now ignited with hellfire.

“Is this puppet technique? But... where is the spiritual energy? There’s no trace of spiritual power at all!” Yun Qing, widely knowledgeable, immediately voiced her observation.

Just as countless records always state, the ideal system remains forever ideal; even for one’s compatriots, the cohesion is born largely of overwhelming force. Their thoughts never linger on how wonderful the future could be if humanity’s alliance persisted for centuries—they see only what lies before their eyes.

“What martial art is this?” The Second Elder seemed to be suppressing his internal injuries as he forced out the question.

“Indeed, the sovereign’s decree cannot be disobeyed. Besides, surely your sect is aware of what the Zhao family has done!” Liansheng replied.

After all, a single high priest would be enough to doom Qin Tian beyond hope of burial. If he were to discover that even the ninja god of the Hattori clan had arrived, who knew if he might not—out of pent-up frustration—suffer a breakdown of his very constitution.

He opened the bulging backpack, and to his eyes appeared nothing but bags of snacks, biscuits, and drinks.

Count Hanheng’s words left Herman sweating profusely. After all, Yutian was being sheltered by both himself and Enderida. At Fide’s side there were only Vittorio and Patrick; he had never imagined that even the commander of the regular army now believed he and Yutian were the true culprits behind the Duke’s murder.

What he managed to display was nothing more than an empty shell, completely lacking the true power of wind and thunder.

“Damn it, quit playing dumb!” Nangong Yuan cursed in anger, grabbing her by the hair and smashing her head against the wall.

He had always kept his position proper; now that he and Huajian had collected their marriage certificate, his relationship with the Ouyang family had naturally grown much closer.

Back then, her cultivation was already on par with her opponent’s, and that year Wu had been seriously injured and needed time to recover. Under such circumstances, her current cultivation must have surpassed the other’s, so there was little need to worry about this potential enemy.

Patrit Bart was, of course, displeased, but recalling what had happened the day before, he ultimately said nothing, silently nursing his fury as he waited to see how things would unfold.

Although it had grasped the law even at the upper demon level, marking it as a true prodigy among the denizens of hell, there were still gradations among prodigies. Li Si, who had also comprehended a law at the upper demon level—specifically, the Law of Death—was clearly an even more dazzling talent.

Thinking again of her earlier worries over these horses and the trouble stirred up by the parrots... it seemed she still needed to get to the bottom of things. But where should she begin?

Qi Jianyuan resigned himself to his fate, changed into a suit, polished black shoes, styled his hair neatly, and went downstairs.

“Cui Huayu?” Shen Moyu recognized Cui Huayu’s face, and her wildly pounding heart gradually steadied.