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Chapter 288

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This remark from Tong Ming Shiren left Zheng Fa puzzled.

"The great calamity is coming; even our Hundred Immortals Alliance doesn't know what the future holds… We wish to leave behind some bloodline disciples in the Nine Mountains Realm, in case disaster truly strikes…"

Tong Ming Shiren said to him, his tone surprisingly candid.

Zheng Fa understood—he meant to leave a legacy.

After all, the Great Zizai Demon Cult is infamous, and the spiritual energy decline looms; no one can be certain they'll survive unscathed.

But

Yet no matter what he said, all remained silent, fixing him with earnest gazes.

Two days later, Ye Feng was also worn out by Song Yuzhi's nagging. When the boat docked at the next major town, Ye Feng took leave from Song Shidao and, with Kou Zhong and the other three, continued toward Luoyang overland.

After passing the adult evaluation, officials become civil servants of the Galactic Federation Government; the highest rank is one of the Eleven Elders of the Executive Elder Council, and any law passed by the Galactic Federation must gain support from more than half of the eleven Elders to be enacted.

But should he really keep staying with Ye Kaicheng, refusing to go home? Thinking of his "relationship" with Ye Kaicheng these past days, Xu Zuoyan's gaze grew distant. He was still slightly hesitant.

A beautiful nun in a loose pale green robe held a Buddhist sutra, facing the fresh breeze. In the sunlight, she radiated a sacred, otherworldly aura—worthy only of distant admiration, never to be desecrated.

As for those seemingly enchanted effects, they were merely the inherent traits of their Zhanpo Dao; for instance, blades that sprayed frost during strikes were in fact Ice-type Ghost Dao Zhanpo Dao.

He had long considered this possibility, yet when it truly appeared before him, it left him utterly stunned.

After an unknown length of time, Ye Kaicheng released Xu Zuoyan, whose face was flushed red, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed straight on Xu Zuoyan.

Those who destroyed their dormitory had returned once more—and this entire scene was recorded by the memory stone Tang Zhong had left inside the dorm.

The next instant, Guo Qin, along with the Evil Lord and Ai Xingyu's soul, vanished abruptly from the meteor's sub-realm.

Sun Simiao asked Li Chengqian's birth date and time, then pulled out several copper coins from his robe.

But over time, they could influence or even alter the fate trajectory of an imperial court.

Du Ziyuan opened the door and glanced inside; it seemed the Forbidden Immortal Stone within him had no effect on the studio—apparently, the system's creations were still superior.

Before the crowd's eyes appeared Xiao Shenhuo, his body radiating violent, scorching energy, stepping steadily toward them.

Xu Chaoyang led this group, appearing crude and hostile, hurling vulgar phrases like "asshole" and "open your ass," leaving Wang Xiao—a man exceptionally skilled at public speaking—speechless. Wasn't this a scholar meeting a soldier?

After sensing Chu Xiu's cultivation level, he no longer held back, his ten fingers flicking as silver threads transformed into countless flying rainbows, surging toward Chu Xiu.

The compound bow's flaming arrows began arcing outward; their range was already long, and each arrowhead carried a chunk of iron.

So on Thursday, right after breakfast, David picked up a broom and stepped out of the break room—he had to build his own workbench.

But this was written by Li Wang; though everyone wanted to refute it, they remembered his status and decided it was better not to provoke him.

Others assumed he was confident, believing his painting skills weren't easily surpassed. What they didn't know was that Du Ziyuan's true confidence came not from his technique, but from the classic works of Earth.

Tian Xuan True Person opened his mouth but fell silent; Xie Feng was confused, yet he understood: his master and mother must be connected—if not directly, then at least intimately acquainted, otherwise how could he know such detailed information about his father and mother, even how they fell in love?

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