Chapter 423: Spirit Energy Scan, Three Heads and Six Arms

Although he had some expectations, the efficiency of the major research institutes and universities still surprised Zheng Fa.

In less than two months, design results from teams across the country flew into the nursing home.

Over a dozen related universities and thirty research institutes sent Zheng Fa and his team more than three hundred proposals in those two months.

Even Old Bai was puzzled: “Are they just messing with us?”

Zheng Fa was also a little worried.

In the storm, the bystanders who had escaped unharmed stared in stunned silence at the scene before them.

Yin Junfeng said: “I eliminated them all.” His calm reply carried no trace of triumph.

Back then, when facing the Book of Life and Death, wasn’t it the spirit vein that activated, automatically linking the sect’s fortune, allowing Wang Hao to succeed?

Unlike previous intruders, he was not blasted away by the mountain path; instead, he steadily walked upward, each step firm and deliberate.

After all she’d been through, she no longer dared act on her own—if Mo Beixiao didn’t want her to return, what if she encountered danger on the way?

“Grade C? I didn’t use three moves like them—why am I Grade C!” Xue Lang protested, his face twisted like a tiger ready to devour, making the eunuch’s legs go weak.

Meanwhile, Ji Ruohua quietly followed Wu Guang, hoping to use Wu Guang’s mouth to spread her name among the upper echelons of all states.

Gan Su, resolved to die, had no combat techniques left—each slash was a summary of past battles, each strike driven purely by instinct. Hua Gui spat: “Didn’t expect this man to be so strong—could he be one of the Two Great Star Clusters?”

Wang Hao and his group still think they can get an opportunity? Too naive! Chu Tianrong won’t give them such a chance. This is the best opportunity to kill Wang Hao.

Whether for this war or for Youyou, Xing Zeyuan would not die here. Behind him appeared a fiery crimson figure, slowing the enemy’s movement; in hand he held a spear covered in blood-red runes and a shield of divine power.

Niuniu faced the door and immediately spotted her grandmother returning home, smoothly shifting away from the topic.

The next instant, Acheng’s mother abruptly released Acheng and sprinted toward the corpse—in a flash before anyone could react, she yanked the dagger from behind the dead body.

I’m telling you, old man, can’t you just calm down? You’re this old—why keep causing trouble?

Linglong stared in terror at the scene before her, utterly at a loss, chasing after Huaseng’s figure down the hillside.

But no one expected him to be so audacious—aside from a few taels of silver in legitimate expenses, nearly all three thousand six hundred taels were fictitious expenditures.

At the time, Zhao Pei somehow managed to secretly gain the support of the imperial military clans, overcame all opposition, eliminated rivals, and successfully ascended the throne, becoming the youngest emperor in Liang Dynasty history.

Lao Lady and Leng Chi sat in the main hall, both with slightly grave expressions. The moment Ye Jiucheng arrived, they hurriedly bowed to pay their respects.

With a dark voice, Ye Mohan flung out his words, then swung his wide sleeves and strode out of Fanghua Palace.

Otherwise, he’d have to keep pretending to be a big shot in front of her—Qin Yun despised partners like that.

Long Luo watched the brilliant light from the palace roof fall directly onto the well. “Gazing at the moon, gazing at the moon”—so that’s the meaning! This light, like moonlight, poured into the well. As Long Luo stepped closer, he saw crimson liquid flowing within, and a deep, mysterious, soul-shaking aura spread before him.

Sister Xie quickly smiled and nodded in agreement, secretly pinching her husband under the table—there sat the savior himself! If they offended him, what would become of them?