Chapter 86: The Moment Revealed

Jiangbei Vocational High was nothing like the ostentatious Galaxy Private School; its gate looked all the more desolate in the evening, perfectly fitting everyone’s idea of a shady diploma mill. At this thought, he exhaled quietly, tightening his grip around the hilt of the “Demon-Slaying Sword,” steadying his nerves before casually turning half around, as if by accident, to observe the movements behind him.

Lu Qiming swept his gaze around, then used the Spirit Mirror to communicate the incident to Han Bingkun through their spiritual connection.

The young man with black hair remained serious as ever, but the three thieves could no longer muster a smile—three white bone swords hovered menacingly at their throats.

“Butterfly Dance! You’re back!” Roy’s heart, previously filled with vague anxiety, now felt as if a weight had dropped to the ground, leaving him steady at last.

It seemed he had gotten himself into trouble, yet the old man with the red nose had taken the blame for him. Guilt surged within him, realizing he owed the old man a great debt.

He had no time to worry about right or wrong, as Tian Kai and the others quickly ushered him into the back room.

With a thought, the monocle in his hand—a Level 6 advanced magitech device known as the Eye of the Wind—vanished without a trace.

Zhuo Yunrui’s lips curved faintly, the tension in her face relaxing a little as a hint of a smile flickered in her eyes. Yet her gaze remained empty and ashen, as if everything she spoke of had nothing to do with her.

Huang Peiqi’s beautiful eyes narrowed, immediately focusing all her attention on You Kuang, the force in her hands secretly intensifying.

Tokugawa Ishishu’s eyes widened at Xing Luo, his peripheral vision catching sight of Tokugawa Masayoshi, who lay gravely wounded just as he was. Despair filled his gaze. He had once defied the elders’ assessment of Xing Luo and brought twelve elite ninja for a private duel, even bringing his own uncle along.

Even after Liu Feng ascended to the Heavenly Realm, every calamity he faced surpassed imagination. Yet this great tribulation made his heart sink; he sensed danger looming.

“It’s precisely because that thing is so dangerous that we can’t let anyone know about it! Burn it!” Huang Yan’s expression was grave as he spoke.

After settling the bill and seeing that Zhang Yu had drunk a little too much, I decided for everyone’s safety that I should drive the three-wheeler.

Even though Zheng Jingzhong appeared heartbroken before the two family elders, he did not punish Zheng Renjie. In his eyes, his son had done a great service—his classmate had helped the Zheng family immensely! The engagement between the Fang and Lin families had collapsed with Lin Zihua’s death, so life would be much easier for the Zhengs now.

“Mr. Xing, the chairman is in a meeting. Please have some water first.” The receptionist poured two glasses of water and handed one respectfully to Xing Luo, then to Xu Xiangzi.

“May I ask, has anyone unusual appeared here today?” Ye Tian’s eyes shifted as he suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.

Seeing He Jingtian’s score at seventeen white dots, Zhou Tianlong relaxed. He knew that as long as he could outdo He Jingtian, the rest of the contestants would pose no threat.

Where the wind blade swept, the trees below were left battered and scarred, with gashes marking the earth. Everyone watched the man and beast in the sky, tense and anxious.

Watching his attacks neutralized by Mu Tianchen, the stone monsters showed no sign of hurry, closing in around Mu Tianchen like iron towers. As the black stone monsters blocked Mu Tianchen’s path, the blue stone giant fixed him with a mocking gaze, making no move to leave.

Within this city and its thirty-six tribes, the population easily numbered in the hundreds of millions, as not all were ancestral members.

In the courtyard stood no fewer than a hundred people, mostly monks and nuns, half clad in white, half in black, clearly divided.

In truth, Su Junsheng knew that the German Communist Party had no direct evidence, nor could they find any witnesses. They could only make discreet inquiries through phone calls, gathering some indirect information. Ultimately, they had no way of knowing the real truth.

He looked up and froze. Bilu was down to nothing but a single bundle, his skin as shriveled as a bitter melon.

It felt as if he’d caught the flu. After sleeping, not only had he not improved, but his condition seemed worse, cold sweat breaking out all day.

The moment the doors to the VIP lounge closed, all sounds from behind were instantly shut out, and the entire room became tranquil.

The shopkeeper, seeing a customer, would never let him get away. After more than ten years in business with a solid reputation, he’d never had any problems.

On the other side of the river, Akrol continued his bizarre duel with Corinne. Though not her equal in strength, his uncanny and deceptive sorcery left Corinne at a temporary stalemate.

The curriculum for the General Division had yet to be finalized, but this was not an urgent matter. The Department of Instruction would determine what the Second Division needed to teach based on the general students’ progress.

Qin Tian nodded; among those who primarily cultivated fire, such a combination of elemental sources was common.

Yang Qianfeng knew that the night market stalls in Nanyang City were all clustered on the east side of Nanyang Square, nearly thirty open-air stalls in total.

At the foot of the mountain, Hong Xiang led more than six thousand cavalry in a rush. When they saw the mountain ablaze and the massive piles of tree trunks at its base, forming a veritable volcano, they were secretly alarmed, marveling at the sheer intensity of the flames.

Zhu Sha was calm as water. She’d seen drinking contests before, but rarely with hard liquor—and never with Kalan Snow Mountain, as was the case now.

In the eighties, Sumner Redstone of Viacom and media tycoon John Kruger once fought a fierce battle for control of Orion. In recent years, realizing Orion’s decline, both moguls found a strong buyer in Canada’s Seagram Group.

“So, boss, are those things really that common in your world? Does everyone have one?” Unable to bear it any longer, Liu Pan raised his hand awkwardly to ask.

Several imperial chefs lowered their heads, gritting their teeth. “Fine, so be it!” With that, they suddenly looked up, eyes flashing with determination.

In truth, even though the Emperor of Heaven rebuilt the walls and displayed such an arsenal, the Bone Maestro still had every confidence in victory—only, the cost might prove quite severe.