61. Domestic Robot

Clack, clack, clack—
The sound of leather boots striking the ground echoed irregularly.

"It seems I have arrived at an inopportune time and disturbed Your Excellency's private moments."

Beneath the gloomy, heavy clouds, the man wore a meticulously tailored smoke-blue suit. His soft facial features carried a gentle smile, yet the amusement in his dark eyes did not reach them. Though his voice sounded exceedingly gentle, it exuded a congenital sense of detachment.

Ruan Li did not remember ever meeting this person.

Seeing that Ke Xixi remained completely unmoved, Huo Ziyang gritted his teeth and simply knelt before her.

However, he lacked extensive knowledge and techniques regarding pig farming; his success this time relied entirely on the cheating advantage of his spatial dimension. Therefore, to avoid losing face, he needed to quickly learn the knowledge and techniques of raising pigs so he would not fail to deliver next year.

The rule she set was martial arts and erudition. Anyone who surpassed her in all aspects would be allowed to take her away.

Ignoring Mo Yuheng's frightened, pleasantly surprised, and tear-filled eyes, Xia Luoluo's eye rims moistened with tears—tears of pure joy.

Inside the White Creek Sect, the eighteen illusory and corporeal elders took their seats one after another. Following them, eighteen fairies in white robes entered the room in single file, carrying jade dew, nectar, and exquisite delicacies to set upon the tables. Once the food and wine were fully served, they respectfully waited to the side, ready to be of service.

Liu Xiang was a military strategist who rarely went to the battlefield to slaughter enemies. After aging over several centuries, it was entirely normal for him to look like this.

As the saying goes, harsh lands and treacherous waters breed unruly people, and the places that spawned these pollutions were certainly no sanctuaries. Di Yunfeng withdrew his blade and temporarily retreated. There were at least tens of thousands of vicious turtles on the shallow beach; if one were to provoke them carelessly, even with continuous slashing, one's hands would grow numb from killing. Besides, this place was vast, and a location where winds gathered and waters met could not possibly be limited to just this spot.

After leading Feng Xi to her designated classroom, Wei Shiyuan began giving her a tour of this time-honored institution.

The gatekeeper helped push open the door. With a creak, Zhou Ziyi caught sight of the Ninth Princess sitting lonely in the center of the sleeping quarters.

"Is the Erza you know the kind of person who would do such a thing?" Simon countered.

"Rumble!" The surrounding earth and rock were pulled toward the center by an invisible force. The blood-red runes recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally returning the terrain to a flat expanse.

"Do you have things to attend to? Go ahead and take care of them; I can manage on my own." Since he presumably had matters to handle, Hao Xin felt too embarrassed to continue intruding upon his time.

Even after Ming Nan found out, he hadn't made a single phone call to the two of them, constantly worrying instead about Shangguan Hong's temper.

Having made up his mind, I prepared to set off. Just as I was about to walk away, the caustic Sky-Soaring Venerable Yulan spoke up.

Ming Nan clasped the hand that Yu Lu had pulled back tightly within his own, as if wishing to use his own aura to mask that of He Yifeng. This jealous behavior left everyone utterly speechless.

Moreover, to be honest, Murong Chen was toying with him now. Otherwise, against an ancient-method golden core user like Luo Yinglong, Murong Chen could easily have achieved a one-hit kill—even if this Murong Chen were merely a pseudo-heroic spirit avatar. At the very least, in terms of cultivation rank, realm, and cultivation techniques, this avatar was identical to the true body.

"A highly lethal type, and the hardness is quite good." Dongfang Li's head of silver hair was particularly eye-catching.

"Alright." After pondering for a long time, Ding Yaoyang finally uttered a single word, pouring all the resolve in his heart into it.

Although Yu Lu felt extremely curious inside, upon hearing Ming Nan speak thus, she said nothing more and began making phone calls according to his instructions.

Yet there was a slight problem: Maeda probably knew nothing at all about Yang Yanxiao's situation. She should be fine, shouldn't she?

However, right as they were bickering intensely, the sound of dense gunfire echoed from within Kyoto City, startling everyone greatly.

Chu Yun produced the Enlightenment Platform, sat cross-legged upon it, and then summoned his Supreme Battle Soul to elevate his comprehension to its absolute peak. Pricking up his ears, he listened intently.