Chapter 870: This Is Legal, But Immoral!

“Everyone, disperse!”

He Chen didn’t bother with them; after hearing Chu Yuxun scold them and tell them to return to their dorms, he glanced at Chu Yuxun.

“By the way, many new students are arriving tonight—make sure you follow dorm rules, no high-power electrical appliances…”

Chu Yuxun, understanding the need, repeated the usual seasonal lesson she almost always had to give, reminding everyone.

This immediately made Huangfu from Dorm 5438

Simultaneously bitten by a vampire lord and a werewolf king, highly unstable forces entered his body.

Fu Zhixiang would never indulge her temper, especially since she’d just seen the Empress Dowager’s personal maid pass by—this remark, if it reached the Empress Dowager’s ears, would cement the Virtuous Imperial Consort’s reputation as unworthy.

“I’ll be frank—I don’t want Xichen to take the imperial examinations. The Jiang family’s wealth is enough to let him squander for a lifetime. You’re his wife; you should advise him properly and keep him out of the murky waters of court.” Wang Shi said.

“That’s right, our teacher told us this training isn’t hard at all—we’ll all finish it in about twenty days and move on to the next phase,” Die Wufei said.

Si Wan didn’t waste time; she quickly had Chen Biejing sit cross-legged, then activated the array with her cultivation, fusing their spiritual roots together.

This was the central region of the Tianluo Great Forest, where the demons were already formidable, minimum two-tier, with some even reaching six-tier. A four-tier Giant-Armed Ape leisurely searched for its next meal, its two massive arms brimming with power—any casual squeeze would snap a tree clean in half.

At last, He Lianan stopped, and a nearly imperceptible “crack” slipped into his ears.

Her demeanor was something Tian’en had never seen—radiating a ruthless aura, a presence so powerful it rivaled Su Ming’s, making him hesitate to approach.

Just as Wen Ya was about to ask further, Zhou Li had already left; she had many questions, but no answers.

“Stuck at the barrier of a formal wizard? Your life force is nearly depleted—if this continues, you likely have less than five years left,” Lin Wei mused.

Whoosh! On the Emotion Lake, two figures shifted like illusions, their battle sending water columns soaring into the nine heavens, as if two colossal dragons—dragons descending from the sky like rain—drenched Xing Yunji and Zui Xiaoyao completely.

For the Earth Gold Tiger, whose cultivation was only fifth-rank, even this residual force was unbearable—its skin burst, bones shattered; had it not possessed the Earth Soul talent, it would have died on the spot.

A shadowy figure, cloaked in crimson, brought her before the other and spoke to her—what exactly was said, Tianying did not hear.

Thinking of her mother being remembered by such a kind maid, Wen Yukou felt a warmth surge through her, softening the earlier venom and sorrow.

Was she afraid of hurting the other? Or afraid of not helping them against the Hong family? Otherwise, why had both of them come to her room tonight?

“By the way, Zenshi, you’re planning to challenge the Chengdu League next, right?” Dr. Da Mu asked.

“She’s awake, but Her Majesty’s health is poor and she needs rest. Wait a few more days—then your aunt will take you to see her, alright?” Jiu’er crouched down, picked up Yangyang, whose maturity tugged at the heartstrings. Lan Rongyue hadn’t said anything, but Jiu’er sensed Yangyang’s extraordinary nature; every thought of her lost child brought her more pity for Yangyang.

“Alright, I’ll help you once,” Xiao Yan shook his head, looking at Zi Yan. “I can’t resist its temptation either.”

The black qi transformed into Xiao Li, who, to prevent Taiyi’s spiritual power from recovering, immediately sealed Taiyi’s acupoints. Xiao Li conjured hooked claws—there was a single scream from Taiyi, his collarbones now sealed shut.

Manager Liu had left on business; Ye Bai and his group wandered nearby and spotted a stone factory up for sale.

Wu Feng swung his fist hard—thud! The sound wasn’t metal clashing, but like a mallet striking cotton.

“Damn it!” Jiao Yang glared at the cave’s barrier, then whirled toward Chongling Daoist.

"You've held it in long enough—ask what you want to ask. Don't get sick from holding it in and blame me later." As they stepped out of Xu Hu's gate, Qin Cang suddenly spoke to Tang Guo.

Jerry, seeing the confident gaze beneath Jiang Chen’s mask, felt as if he’d swallowed a calming pill—his unease vanished without reason.

“Come on! Buy me another fifty million!” Shen Zhongtian ignored Wu Ninghang and shouted loudly.

At the same time, a powerful, commanding crimson aura radiated from his slightly chubby frame.

Speaking, Jiang Xing swung his spear. Blinding lightning, tinged with gold, obliterated the elder’s body and soul alike, showing no mercy whatsoever.

“Hahaha! Liaoran, are you still not acting?” Du Cang forced the others back with a palm strike, hovering in midair as he stared at the abbot of Wanshan Temple, Liaoran, still seated in the audience.

Fortunately, the awkwardness didn’t last long—Qin Cang’s phone call “rescued” Tang Guo.

“Fuck! Boss, you’re trying to—” Da Long missed the catch and fell flat on his back. Liu Tian was furious, ready to charge Chen Che—but after shoving Chen Che twice, he realized the man was sound asleep.

The traffic cop carried no firearm, only a baton—he swung it and shouted loudly. His voice carried authority, brimming with justice.

Liu Ruyue stared, stunned, as the emotionless, rude red-clad man swiftly departed; it took her a long while to recover. Had she been rejected? What kind of person was this? So impolite! Both wore red, yet her Chu brother was so gentle…

She was merely Nan Shu’s agent—she couldn’t make many decisions; she just needed to arrange Nan Shu’s work.

Having made up her mind, Mi Qi stopped overthinking, gave a light hum, turned, and stepped into her room to tend to her flowers.

Bai Yan spoke casually, but Laidof knew the situation back then couldn’t have been as simple as he made it sound. But since Bai Yan didn’t wish to elaborate, Laidof asked no further.