28. How to Win the Favor of a Female Master?

"Marshal, should we..." report this matter to the Research Institute?

The unfinished sentence was cut short.

"No one else is to know about this." Lu Mufeng’s brows furrowed, his cold gaze sweeping over the ten people in the room.

"I do not wish to hear a single word from anyone regarding the abnormalities in my sister Ruan Li’s healing abilities."

The murderous aura forged from years on the battlefield was laid bare in that moment.

The medical team he brought with him was, naturally, his own.

Although they were already corpse puppets and their flesh was far more resilient than that of ordinary people, under the strike of my sword, they were shredded in an instant, dissolving into a bloody mist that dyed the sky above me crimson, as if a rain of blood were falling.

One of them is the young Ghost Master before me now; perhaps his goal from the very beginning was to have me destroy the statue of Mount Tai Prefecture Lord at the summit, which may be connected to the true Mount Tai Prefecture Lord.

However, as for magical artifacts, the powerful ones in the Three Realms all have names and reputations; they are like a face—it is very difficult to deny them.

Moqi Changning no longer bore the arrogant demeanor she had when confronting me earlier; she now looked like a picture-perfect punching bag.

Her mind raced frantically, wondering who might come to save her. That guy didn't seem like the type to care whether she lived or died.

But the response I received was the same as yesterday: they claimed the signal on the mountain was poor and told me to wait a while longer.

She was not crying; instead, she observed Luo Ning, who had saved her, with a strange look in her eyes, her fingers still forming a seal.

Even as Delfino’s divine power continued to dissipate, there was not a hint of anger on her face; she merely played idly with her wings.

Today, the Crown Prince of the Wuji Kingdom led a hunting party out, only for Sun Wukong to transform into a rabbit and lure them all the way into Baolin Temple.

"You possess the Three-fold Sacred Body, one in ten thousand. It is evident how much you are cherished by that person. If I truly killed you, I would certainly be dead. By not killing you, or failing to kill you, I might yet survive. Therefore, I have not yet decided," Qingyan said calmly.

With his power greatly increased, Young Master Mu’s speed surged more than a hundredfold, instantly closing the distance between himself and the Heavenly Blade. At this moment, black light shimmered from his hands, and he conjured one teleportation gate after another in front of the blade, attempting to shift the Heavenly Blade to his own side.

He didn't say much, then told me he had received a job. It seemed to be about exorcising an evil spirit from someone named Ding. He asked if I wanted to go along.

"I am sharing an apartment here with a friend." She knew the excuse was flimsy, but she couldn't think of anything else.

The three of them suddenly felt the room grow cold, as if a chilly breeze had blown in. It was winter at the summit, so a cold wind was normal. Yet, perhaps because it was winter, this breeze felt biting and frigid.

"Dinner time?" Upon hearing this, the two looked at each other in disbelief. They hadn't brought any food; how could it suddenly be time to eat?

The chair was too hard, and the sleep was quite grueling, but there was nothing else to be done. I didn't know when the fire had gone out; I only felt colder the longer I slept. Around 5:00 AM, I was finally frozen awake.

"Haotian, sometimes, I don't even know what tomorrow will look like," she murmured.

Since the testing was basically complete, Kyoko had no intention of lingering; she headed straight to the R&D department, preparing to participate in the modification work for the Tiger tank.

Her dangling leg lifted and then gently set back down. If Du Qianjie could kill the bearded man so easily, he could certainly kill her in an instant. If she still didn't realize that Du Qianjie was far ahead of her, then there was something wrong with her brain.

However, although the two were filled with fury, they dared not retaliate. After all, this was on Chinese soil; they were fighting an away game, and they seemed to possess none of the advantages—neither the timing, the location, nor the support of the people.