Chapter 77: A Reminder to College Students

"Brother Wei?" An Zicong's eyes were sharp; no one could tell how he managed to recognize Wei Qu from such a distance.

Lin Buwan glanced at Wei Qu, beginning to suspect that An Zicong might have special feelings for him—otherwise, he wouldn’t be so excited every time he saw him.

"Gu Tian, do you think you are the only one who encountered something extraordinary? Do you believe your strength at the sixth stage of Martial Insight is enough to kill me?" Chen Kun laughed wildly, his aura surging as he revealed a power at the sixth stage of Body Refinement—stronger still, at the very peak of the sixth stage.

Lin Saiyu responded softly, gazing at the newly painted residence and the half-assembled furniture in the corner of the courtyard. It all felt somewhat unreal. Thinking back on the events of the past fortnight, she couldn’t help but smile to herself.

Yet, according to Dalien, such behavior was utterly foolish.

When Li Shimin rode lightly through the ranks and reached the front of the Turkic formation, Zhao Yunze’s heart beat faster. Boss, are you courting death? Xieli, please keep your cool—don’t let a hot head start a war. My employer hasn’t even met me yet; I can’t die now.

"Mr. Fang, there is no way I could ever repay the debt of saving my life," Yang Tiancong said, finally regaining his senses. Now that his illness had faded, though his body was still stiff, his meridians were beginning to loosen, giving him some strength. He tried to struggle up.

That night, Yinzhen stayed in Su Li’s room. Scalding medicinal water bathed his weary body, while Su Li stood outside the tub, gently pouring water over his shoulders with a wooden ladle. He kept his eyes closed, motionless, and Su Li remained silent, quietly repeating her actions.

Whether it was his most powerful finishing move, Mountain of Storms, or ordinary close-combat skills, all of Daimon Goro’s techniques were deeply intertwined with the earth’s power. As Kusanagi Shibashu had said, Daimon Goro standing atop the earth was the strongest existence.

Zhao Yunze entrusted the affairs of the Internal Guard Corps to Su Dingfang. His only task was to select portions of the training syllabus from the Ministry of War’s pre-service training courses that the Internal Guard officers and soldiers needed to master, hand them to Su Dingfang, and have Su Dingfang relay them to the corps.

When the gorilla ceased its attack, the two men in black hovered in the air, grinning as they looked down at the giant ape below. Their superior attitude treated it like nothing more than a dog.

The Eighth Prince remained silent, quietly watching. After a while, Hongwang arrived, and only then did the Eighth Princess regain her usual pride and stride straight into the house. The Eighth Prince gently shook his head. "She smiles at Baobao and Huizhi, but when she sees Hongwang, she puts on a sour face." His tone was not reproachful; to Su Li, it sounded more like a sigh.

Perhaps Taijiawa understood: such a malicious entity, formed by devouring human spirits, would inevitably attract cultivators from the mortal world to destroy it utterly.

Bai Xuzhen looked at Jin Xu’s face and shuddered in fright, as if abruptly sobering from intoxication, staring at her in confusion.

Forgive her bluntness, but was Dr. Agasa treating the children as fools? Such obvious flaws—she couldn’t believe the kids wouldn’t notice… Well, perhaps they pretended not to understand. After all, the elderly need to be humored; if he gets upset, who will buy them gifts next time?

The body would gradually decay, leaving only the soul to depart and undergo arduous cultivation in the underworld.

Da Han was truly upset—his foolish younger brother had just scared him so badly, it was as if his three souls had lost seven spirits.

Stephen had a point; it wasn’t his money anyway—or rather, it was partly his money.

In that instant, Bing Hong, who was about to attack, stopped abruptly, and simply gazed coldly at his opponent.