Chapter 167: The Super Storm

Dammit, I said it was a bad day to go out to sea!
The sea, which had been clear and sunny just moments before, suddenly turned fierce with howling winds. The sky was instantly swallowed by dark clouds, and the entire ocean churned into violent, rolling waves.
Zhang Liang fought to keep the speedboat under him steady, casting anxious glances toward the cruise ship as he tried to maneuver closer.
Lightning tore across the night sky, and thunder rumbled like the roar of an angry deity. The violent winds whipped up the seawater, creating towering waves dozens of meters high that smashed ruthlessly against the fragile cruise ship.
Amidst such brutal weather, the vessel tossed and pitched on the water, appearing as though it could be capsized at any second.
Unsurprisingly, Ding Guoming was elected as the class party branch secretary. Liu Tongcheng and Li Zhaogui also successfully secured positions on the class committee. Although these two did not belong to Chang Ning’s faction, they had won his trust through personal rapport.
After who knows how long, Chen Yi regained consciousness once more. This time, he found himself inside a massive, translucent jar filled with a viscous, unidentified solution. Yet, he could distinctly feel that a certain energy contained within the liquid was continuously repairing his body.
Seeing him mocking her yet again, Qiao Song snapped back to reality and was about to fly into a rage when her eyes rolled, and a clever idea popped into her head. A faint smile graced the corners of her lips as she hooked her arm around his neck, stood gently on tiptoe, and gazed straight into those alluring black eyes, slowly bringing her lips closer. "Su Yinzheng, I want to kiss you."
In other words, even without Chen Yi’s direct control, upon encountering the stellar sand, the tri-phase shifting metal would not turn his delicate protective barrier into a sealed iron cage—it would merely transform into heavy, sturdy armor.
Yanyu hurried straight to Fuqu’s courtyard. At that moment, everyone was gathered in Mother Xu’s courtyard; though the gate to Fuqu’s courtyard was half-closed, not a soul was inside.
"Your Majesty... you said you loved this concubine. So no matter what, you would side with me, cherish me, and trust me... Were all those words just lies?" Mu Qingqing lifted her head, her beautiful eyes red and swollen from crying, as she stared unwaveringly at the Emperor.
Seeing the stern expression on Chang Ning’s face, no one dared to step out of line. Regardless of anything else, joking around was one thing, but tasting the sting of being publicly spanked by Chang Ning was definitely no fun.
She cheerfully scooped a bowl of porridge, took a spoonful into her mouth, and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Mom’s cooking is still the best. The food made by the servants at home just doesn't have that taste of home."
The giant was so colossal that only the bridge of its nose was visible, and it extended only one arm, but its sheer destructive power was already immense. With a flick of its wall-like giant hand, it smashed down indiscriminately, hitting friend and foe alike. Xiang Ye narrowly dodged the blow, only to be splattered all over with monster blood.
Around noon, when Guo Kongfeng and Li Jie arrived, Li Chen was wearing an apron and a smoke cap, bustling about in the kitchen.
A gentle breeze swept past, rustling their shoulder-length hair, stirring the hems of their pristine white robes, and catching a hard-to-notice tear lingering at the corners of their eyes. At the same time, it stirred that quiet sense of injustice toward the mortal world hidden deep within their hearts.
Mo Tian, however, perceived the terrifying nature of these two forces. The green energy carried a profound vitality, while the lightning-crackling black energy sphere was saturated with a devouring power. This was a contest of pure strength, and Elica held a slight upper hand.
Ji Shuyun’s eyes were red and aching; if the circumstances hadn't made it so inconvenient, she would have gotten up right then and there to give him a thorough beating.
The reason Wang Hao was in such an eager rush to reach Galaxy City was to meet these three domain-lord-tier disciples at the very first opportunity.
Among these eight universe gods, the one with the highest cultivation had reached the fifth tier of the universe god realm, while the lowest was only at the first tier.
The luster emitted by this hue gave off an intrinsic sense of vitality. It resembled a towering tree reaching into the heavens or a freshly sprouted blade of grass, brimming with unyielding life force.
Even if he wanted to flee right now, he could only be hauled around like a ragdoll in the grip of the "Giant Axe Knight" Keyne—a truly desolate and awkward predicament.
Yet upon arriving in the capital and seeing the overwhelming advertisements for Hengshui Manor plastered everywhere, the two instantly cast Old Xing to the back of their minds and decided to visit this intriguing resort first.