Volume 1, Chapter 68: Wrestling with the Phantom

Meanwhile, Wuming slowly recalled the hand seal in his mind. Unfortunately, it was only half a seal. For now, Wuming had merely forced himself to memorize it without grasping its true essence. He sensed that if he could fully comprehend this half of the seal, his abilities would undergo a qualitative leap.

Earlier, Fang Yi had already reviewed the report. This Lei family had been plotting against the Fang family from the very beginning, only lacking the nerve to act too overtly.

The waiter enthusiastically came over to take their orders. They picked the dishes they liked, purchased their meal tickets, and sat down at a table with a clear view of the television.

Turning to her side, she extended her delicate arm to gather Zhongli Canyeh into her embrace, warming him with her own body heat.

Even though the handwriting on the paper had blurred and become indistinct, she could still recognize what it was. Because this object... was something she knew all too well.

"Well... how about this! Come with me to see the proprietor and see what he has to say! I can't make the call on this alone!" With that, the clerk led Zhu Yidao through the door.

Seeing that everyone was in agreement, Li Song issued the order. Wu Ciyou was momentarily startled, but realizing that it was indeed inappropriate to ride in a carriage at the moment, he accepted the command and went off. After a brief preparation, the group set off on their arduous march.

Dian Wei and Xu Chu were also furious. Letting out a mighty roar, they didn't even wait for the guards to open the gate, but instead rushed toward the city gates brandishing their broadswords. Seeing two fierce-looking fiends charging at them, the guards wisely chose to retreat.

Nearly one hundred thousand Yellow Turban soldiers fled like stray dogs, scrambling in a panic toward Linzi City, foolishly believing that once they entered the city, the cavalry would no longer be able to catch them. In their single-minded desperation to escape, none of the Yellow Turban soldiers anticipated that some two thousand men, appearing from out of nowhere, had quietly integrated themselves into the ranks of the Yellow Turban army.

Hearing Yongjiu speak thus, everyone dropped their jaws in astonishment. After all this time, they were actually celestial generals descended to earth—wasn't that like being immortals incarnate? Could there be anything more thrilling than this? No wonder they were tall and robust, heroic and dashing, exceptionally skilled in martial arts, and possessed of infinite strength; it turned out they were heavenly generals after all. A wave of light-headed euphoria inevitably washed over them.

The shadowy figure of black mist then dispersed without a trace, leaving only three men who picked up the black hard drive and walked out to begin preparations for executing the first phase of the plan.

The succubus possessed a spell resistance of 24, but upon reaching level 7, Jingtian had selected a feat named Greater Spell Penetration.

Xu Cheng let out a muffled groan, stumbled forward two steps, and collapsed onto one knee, keeping himself from falling completely by leaning on the heavy-bladed sword in his right hand.

This wasn't the first time Wendt had done something like this; during his time in Altdorf, he had already mastered Imperial, Dwarven, and Elven, so picking up a foreign language came to him as naturally as turning his hand over.

Since Gao Lian was the one mediating this gathering, Ye Yan couldn't refuse to give him some face. Coupled with the personal apology from the Great Elder of the Spirit Medium lineage, the lingering resentment in Ye Yan's heart instantly dissipated into thin air.

"You will get what you want," the Root ninja said coldly before departing once Nohara Rin gave her reply.

As Obito closed his eyes in peace, Nohara Rin also wore a look of serene relief. Her lingering obsession was released, the Reanimation Jutsu was lifted, and her soul finally returned to the Pure Land.

The newcomer was a promising high achiever newly assigned to the Second Research Department, named Wang Yueran. Diligent, eager to learn, humble, and polite, Zheng Qingsheng held him in high regard and had a very favorable impression of him.

Though it was clearly a remark born of concern, to Miyamoto Isshin it sounded gratingly harsh. He roared at the crowd like an enraged lion.

What was even more exasperating was that a group of cultivators, including Green-Brow, all wore looks of blank ignorance; not a single one of them had any idea that so many people had vanished.

Even if Lü Bu were shot dead, the garrison of Huailing City would no longer hold any reservations about the Cao army's offensive. However, the defenders' morale would also suffer a devastating blow, and whether they could withstand the Cao army's onslaught was truly uncertain.

Jiuge opened a passageway and guided the two dragon-turtles into the ocean realm of the Dragon World, instantly stirring up towering, turbulent waves.

Xiyu paused her steps, turned her head slightly to reveal a practically flawless profile, as if she wanted to say something, yet ultimately remained silent.

"Yes!" Chojiao said excitedly, a flushed look of fanaticism coloring his face as the scene of Chiyang's breakthrough flashed vividly in his mind.

This kick rocked the Sun Conure three times on the spot, causing its eardrums to ring with a dull roar so loud that it couldn't even hear the opponent's mocking chuckles, let alone discern where the attacker was positioned.

"Thank you for saving her. She is my body double, and her life is no longer in danger. Please send her to the military hospital for continued treatment," the Scorpio Sister commanded.

Misuo silently watched Wang Wu's retreating figure, hoping that he might turn back to glance at her just once. However, Wang Wu had poured all his focus onto the battlefield ahead and did not look back.

Kan Suyiyi also wore a remorseful expression as he looked at Xiao Ting and said, "I, old Kan, treated you that way before. I offer you my apologies." With that, he cupped his hands and made a deep, formal bow.

When she was dragged out into the corridor by the inspection team, other Municipal Committee staff members had already gathered around to watch the spectacle.

However, how could the words prepared for him—along with the mutual survival benefits of the future—be wasted in such a manner?

"This meal is on me today... What would you like to eat? Steaks?" This period of blissful time painted Sun Yiling's cheeks a rosy pink, and her face radiated an unmistakable glow of happiness.

Looking at Mi Yiqing's bewildered expression, Bai Cuihua let out a deep sigh. This girl truly had no appreciation for how terrifying the currents in the sea of the workplace could be. Well, nothing could be done about it; since she had already signed up, she might as well treat it as a valuable training opportunity.