Chapter 131: Wang Yulou is a Dog, Even in the Sect Master

A clear, transparent stream flowed silently through the lush forest, where two small fish swam together in the water.

Suddenly, a gray stone jerked into motion, swallowing both fish whole.

The gray stone at the bottom of the stream was, in fact, a turtle in disguise.

This little turtle had no parental guidance, yet its hunting prowess remained terrifyingly strong—likely due to its bloodline and innate talent.

Wang Xianzhou had lost a mid-stage Chaos Beast-level turtle as a cost.

Behind Pu Nu and the other two, several Cloudland Elite Soldiers continued to trail them without faltering; Liu Tianhao chuckled softly, but made no sign for Pu Nu and the others to notice.

“Now, you’ll help me, right?” Lu Xia smiled ingratiatingly, eyes brimming with eager anticipation.

At these words, everyone erupted in shock, frozen like wooden statues—it wasn’t just ordinary luck.

She turned back and stared at Lu Qi for a long while; Lu Qi nodded to her, and she understood. It was truly a feat they had staged together—especially Yan Shao, who had spoken so many words in one breath, an unprecedented thing.

He usually presented himself as kind, but once his expression turned cold and stern, most people wanted to kneel and beg for mercy.

“Gigglegigglegigglegiggle, fool! Fool! Fool!” Guai Guai had already fled the restroom before Yan Shao burst in. Seeing his companion dealt with by Yan Shao, he clapped his hands and called them fools.

Liu Tianhao didn’t care whether Xu Chu or Dian Wei were in the courtyard—he shouted out just in case they were hiding—and to his surprise, the moment he finished speaking, a group of people instantly rushed out from behind the gate: who else but Xu Chu, Dian Wei, and the others?

As the top university among China’s many institutions, Beijing University’s admission score was high enough to deter many.

“No.” Li Biechuan, after careful consideration, still refused Xun Qing’s request to join the army without hesitation.

Su Lan, hearing Shen Li speak so shamelessly, could only offer a helpless smile to mask the fluttering in her heart.

Xiang Chong, Xiang San, Xiang He—every one of the dozens of variations for each response was fully known in his mind; he repeatedly simulated them, calculating dozens multiplied by dozens multiplied by dozens—tens of thousands of possible crises and their countermeasures—all perfectly clear.

To see a Level One talisman, equivalent to those in the cultivation world, on Earth had already astonished Ye Tian. After all, Earth was a wasteland; to draw a Level One talisman meant the artist must possess a certain amount of magic power.

Ruan Nuan Nuan frowned dejectedly—how could these two cat brothers scare her every time they met her? Chapter content is currently being restored. Please visit again later.

In her hand she held a pill the size of a silkworm bean, dark red and semi-transparent, unremarkable in appearance. Yet guests in the front rows could smell an unusual medicinal fragrance; inhaling it once cleared the ears, sharpened the vision, and brought peace to the spirit, signaling the pill’s extraordinary nature.

The five-colored golden-horned ox, which had fled far away, collapsed again with a thud, trembling violently, its body on the verge of bursting from the overwhelming pressure.

Seizing the opportunity, Feixue reached into her robe and pulled out two objects, tossing them—one beside the guard, one beside Lin Ying.

Simultaneously, a golden light shot toward the northern reaches of the Divine Realm—the other stele within Asgard—where this teleportation’s true destination lay.

After the two left, Wang Meigong’s face darkened. He pulled a dagger from behind his back and slipped it into his sleeve, then walked inside.

No matter how hard Xu Heng pushed, the city gate only swayed slightly, emitting a creaking “groan-groan,” nothing else unusual.

Once the company was acquired, most decisions would have to follow the Goose Factory headquarters’ directives, and many of the senior’s ideas would likely be crushed.

Unlike Hu and the others who passed the test, he didn’t need Xue Li Yang to pay him—he simply spoke a few words and won her over. The way Xue Li Yang looked at him now was filled with curiosity.

As the situation further developed, the Eighth Route Army’s displayed strength far exceeded the Japanese army’s expectations.