Volume 1, Chapter 65: Electrocuted on the Spot, Yuan the Monkey's Irritability

"It's no use!"
After assessing the situation, Stone quickly reported to Monkey Yuan not far away.
"Big Brother, this Dongfang Wan'er completely ignores them. She's just staying inside the base doing nothing, letting these people hurl insults."

This was already the latter half of the month, and the moon would not rise until the deep of the night. At this moment, in the mountain forest, there was only this single estate, and the brightly lit mansion within served like an underground moon embellishing the mountains.

"Hmm?" Ran Tiangang turned his head instinctively, and for a split second, he froze. Then, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, only then daring to confirm the figure of Feng Yimo.

"Activate the tremor spikes," Locke ordered once more. The reason for activating them one by one was primarily to observe the operational mechanics and effects of these facilities clearly.

The opponent's cultivation realm was obviously more than a single grade superior to his own. Ye Fan had no desire to endure that terrifyingly peerless sword Qi from this person again.

Gu Chen hesitated for a moment before voicing what was on his mind; speaking his thoughts in front of his own master was nothing to be ashamed of.

With Luoyang already fallen, Nanyang City was directly exposed to the various Hu tribes. Lacking the natural barrier of the Yangtze River to rely upon, almost all the aristocratic families wished to leave. However, due to the obstruction imposed by the Prince of Nanyang, only a fraction of the families managed to attain the freedom to depart.

On the television screen, Kim So-yeon faced the massive throng of media reporters without the slightest trace of stage fright. Allowing the photographers and cameramen present to snap away frantically, she maintained a sweet smile on her face throughout. Her formidable aura was not inferior in the least to Su Youqing, who was well-accustomed to high-society grand occasions.

Their grain was not easily transported. Taking a large quantity of provisions on the road, upon being spotted by refugees driven mad by hunger, one could easily imagine what would happen. Consequently, they had no choice but to sell it at reduced prices to Qinghe Village.

Within the Forest of Shadows, upon graduation, students could have their future destinations assigned by the academy. If one possessed superior personal conditions and good fortune, they could remain at the academy for further advanced study. If their performance was merely average, they would be dispatched to mortal realms to handle various mundane affairs.

"All is fair in war and deception; as a commander, you must always remember this point." Locke pointed to a large, camouflage-painted bear trap placed on the ground, which was blended to match the surrounding terrain almost seamlessly—the very moment Galeltia had charged forward, Locke had planted this gadget directly in her sprinting path.

"Mina, are you making lunch, or am I?" Ji Qingcheng asked as she sat on the sofa, munching on a freshly bought bag of potato chips and looking at Ji Mina.

Du Meng's move was simply too breathtaking for the foreigners; they had never witnessed such a spectacle before.

Naturally, the members of the Jia family felt somewhat ashamed and apprehensive, while the palace attendants all wore gloomy expressions with anger flashing in their eyes.

In the ruled territories of Paradise, due to the vast number of believers, the existence of deities did not feel unfamiliar to people, and the distinction between the surface and inner worlds practically ceased to exist—yet across a broader expanse, within the academy's dominion, this separation had always persisted.

Dongfang Yunyang let out a soft sigh inwardly. Having arrived in this world for three months already, he had engaged in cultivation, but that dry and tedious practice was truly a form of torment, whereas the Xishan red leaves before his eyes seemed to have already become a habit.

Otherwise, Wang Jingwen, Lin Lihui, Yang Caiyu, and even Zhang Jingzhi—with whom he shared a fleeting half-encounter—would once again accuse him of lacking romantic sentiment.

However, Dou Wei did not rejoice for long before he felt the wrath of the three brothers standing before him.

The blood had mostly dried, leaving a layer of crusty bloodstains spread across the ground, resembling deep crimson pigment poured and scattered about.

Lady Xing's eyes burned as if breathing fire, and she glared, wanting to hurl curses. Yet before she could even open her mouth, merely stirring her breath caused not only excruciating pain from her wounds, but also made her breathing rapid and restricted, her complexion gradually turning purplish.