Chapter 136: Professor, What Should I Do?

November 20, Washington D.C., Truman Building, a few minutes’ drive from the White House, Kennedy held a press conference on the successful resolution of the Cuban Crisis.

Over the past month, the Cuban Crisis had flared, spread, and finally ended, with Soviet troops withdrawing missiles from Cuba broadcast live across American television.

This granted the Kennedy administration immense prestige, successfully salvaging its crumbling reputation after the Bay of Pigs fiasco.

Though always speaking to Akagi with his back turned was somewhat impolite… Chen Hang still could not bring himself to look directly at Akagi in the archery hall.

In the Western Heavens, the great battle raged on; Luo Feng could not defeat the Buddha, but holding him off for a while was enough.

In contrast, the mysterious black-robed figure was now desperately resisting the killing aura, demon souls, and toxic gas, barely able to fend for himself.

Whether Guo Jing, Liu Haoren, disciples of Jiuxiao Palace, or anyone who had ever interacted with Mu Qingxiao, all looked up at this scene with stunned eyes.

Though the Heaven-Restraining Demon-Imprisoning Array was of high rank, it did not violate the Dao; the second wave of nine Vermilion Fire Thunder Tribulations was far stronger than the first, yet none of the nine bolts could pierce the luminous net woven from swirling talismanic patterns—each impact only caused the Taiyin Xuan Guang Wheel to blaze brighter, scattering boundless starlight.

A master’s hand reveals all; both sides knew they had met a formidable opponent. The burly youth roared “Explode!” and the wall of fire shattered into countless fireballs hurtling forward, while his battle spear suddenly coalesced into a fire dragon that shot forth.

Xuan Yuan Qingyi’s movements halted, his gaze fixed on Heiyue, the Young Master of the Dark Realm; Wuming, the Young Master of the Undead Realm; Tiancang, the Young Master of the Dao Realm; and the current Lord of the Sacred Mountain.

In the instant countless black lightning serpents struck his body, a colossal Taiji vortex appeared above his head; this vortex sucked in all surrounding Tianyuan and Diqui energy, even slightly warping the void with its rotation—the lightning serpents were drawn in and transformed into energy, further strengthening the Taiji vortex.

Then a figure soared into the air, facing off against Fan Lang—a towering black giant, his hands especially large, like two black fans.

Chuixue nodded firmly, clinging affectionately to Akagi’s slender waist, as if it were second nature to cling to her.

More than a year—precisely over three years—without word from his parents, he never expected to learn of them from a pirate captain.

In the end, I chose to betray the Daoist Master; to survive, I spared Shi Jie and abandoned my former self.

But Banxia understood the strengths, weaknesses, and properties of these herbs and flowers, and could counter them with others—achieving remarkable results time and again.

It’s certainly not good news, but it’s worth hearing out—after all, it offers comparison and choice.

Rebirth might let you reclaim lost wealth, but it won’t necessarily restore lost love.

“Xiaoyao, it’s nothing—he’s my boyfriend, we were just arguing.” Yueyue wiped her tears and smiled faintly.

My nose grew sharp with sorrow; these past days, I missed the Daoist Master terribly. I dreamed several times of her seated on the high dais, accepting my kowtow, gently lifting me up in my wedding robes, then placing my hand into Yan Shao’s.

Yes, Wang Cheng had fallen for Xiaolin, just as Wang Feng had once loved Xu Mei—or perhaps even more deeply; he began constantly fabricating excuses to meet Xiaolin in secret.

Whether her words were sincere or feigned, I regarded them as a special farewell in my life; right or wrong, whether or not they truly violated Dao and human ethics, I had to make a choice between her and the Daoist Master—and it wasn’t difficult.

“What’s wrong? Say it out if you have something to say.” Bai Muxi noticed the words held back and spoke.

Though he played the role of a star fan on the show, in his heart, he did not believe He Xinghui could win this bet.