Chapter 146

Chu Keqing and the black long-haired girl slowly woke up one after another.

After waking, Chu Keqing immediately rolled to her feet, her eyes locking onto Chen Yan at once, her face filled with relief after barely surviving.

She scrambled up, ran to Chen Yan’s side, and grabbed his arm: “Senior!”

Chen Yan waved his hand, signaling Chu Keqing not to speak yet.

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Captain Han worriedly asked, “Is this the Cloud Whale? Is it going to stop the Luo Army elders from attacking the core?”

This Tiger Guard looks about my age—he’s already mastered a skill? That’s impressive.

His original goal was to climb the cultivation world rankings; even in the worst case, he aimed to join Kunlun or Shu Mountain. But now, an even better option seems within reach. Yet he knew he had moved too hastily. Both men had misjudged this mission, and without realizing it, half an hour had passed.

“Your husband’s looking for you?” Li Li, out of nowhere, stepped out of the fitting room in another outfit, grinning at Ye Li, “Once I’m done trying this one on, hurry home—I won’t take responsibility for ruining someone’s marital reunion.”

That day, Aunt Zhao had said with a sour taste, “Given how things are, I can go back to the big mansion—after all, old people are useless anyway.”

“Uh, too low-end… You knew I was stronger than normal people, so that’s why you sent me to help Li Jie, right?” I asked.

A loud crash echoed—the edge of the blue barrier had cracked open into a large hole, and behind it appeared a cultivator: the water-attribute cultivator.

At this moment, sweat dripped from the faces of the majority of students; once they confirmed the dean’s order, they sighed in relief and collectively cast spells to dismantle the barrier.

The Son of Heaven departed, leaving behind a string of joyful laughter that made the sunlight over Yongchang City seem brighter.

Luckily, Li Wujie had only called the Spirit Dragon, not summoned it—otherwise, he’d have had to pinch his nose, gulp down antihypertensive pills by the bottle, and appoint Li Wujie as Honorary Master of the Soul Holy Palace.

He He Yuzhu merely thought about it—he dared not ask, or else Lou Xiaoe would fly into a rage and pinch him.

Placing his hand on the Blood Sea, Zhang Xiu sensed a faint soul fluctuation but could not grasp or release it.

Li Chenglong gripped Zhou Yang’s hand tightly, pulling hard; Zhou Yang looked down and saw Li Chenglong’s fingernails had turned pitch black.

When they were entangled before, the tenderness he showed her had always left her disoriented—countless times she had imagined who would be the one to receive his unintentional, lingering gentleness.

Just as the classmates were about to beat Yuan Guangyao again, Ruyue Xia Mei suddenly stepped in front of him.

“Then let’s eliminate them all here,” Yi Shi said. “Their gear is too unpredictable—it’s disadvantageous for us, who possess overwhelming power.”

Yuan Guangyao explained dejectedly: he wanted to carve a new wooden statue for Mo Xianxue, hoping to lift her spirits and stop her from grieving endlessly.

Yu Yue returned in disappointment, while Wang Gengqiu covered his face and chuckled quietly—having someone else share her humiliation made her quite pleased.

Meanwhile, on the wall of the second basement level, they saw a door—or rather, a drawing of a door on the wall.

Liu Liang pondered for a long time, then decided to add another cylinder to the steam engine: when one cylinder stopped, the other would reverse the gear rotation, controlled by two levers.

After sending the game, he waited at home in peace—but three days passed without any reply.

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When the camp’s outer wall was half-built, darkness fell again; this time he dared a little more, only stopping when a monster emerged from the mist.