Chapter 45: The Missing Person

"Tang Xi, don't you forget who gave bumpkins like you the opportunity to study at the Royal Academy!"

The attitudes of the few individuals were exceptionally arrogant and rude. Yet Tang Xi showed not a trace of anger, nor even a look of dissatisfaction. Instead, she turned to look at the fallen student, a gentle smile blooming at the corners of her lips, and reached out to help him up, asking:

"I am truly sorry. It seems I misjudged and protected the wrong person. Are you alright?"

Ma Hongjun curled his lip, edged closer to Tang San, and muttered in a low voice—

Merely for delivering an item, he had earned such a hefty sum of silver. The old farmer was overwhelmed with awe and trepidation, having no idea how he had even managed to walk out.

"Wait... You guys came from the outside, right? You arrived in flying mechas, didn't you?" Alie narrowed her eyes and said as if suddenly recalling something.

"?" QB failed to understand what Lin Ai meant for a moment, and turned her head to look at her with some puzzlement.

Regrettably, everyone present, including all life forms aboard this starship, had no inkling of the true meaning behind a Human Heavenly King.

Li Guoer stretched lazily on the wedding bed and let out a yawn. Moments later, she felt the entire bed sink as Ye Chong seated himself upon it.

Immediately afterwards, he charged right into the formations of the two major factions, launching a massive slaughter. Since the people of those two factions had targeted him, he naturally felt no need to stand on ceremony.

"And this so-called saint is beyond my current level of comprehension, right?" Lin Ru narrowed her eyes, already able to guess what Q was going to say next.

The glaring human-shaped lightbulb Ye Chong had no choice but to interrupt the two of them. Although Ye Chong had long known that Ye Xiaolan harbored feelings for Guo Ziyi, witnessing them exchange lingering glances right before him still left a sour taste in his mouth.

Therefore, the Old Zhang family wrote quite extensively about monarchs. Whether it was the aristocratic type, the utter fool, or scoundrels like Liu Bang, they all had detailed records.

The limit of the spiritual consciousness space is half a year, and its cooldown period is also half a year. To put it simply, after half a year of use, the spiritual consciousness space closes, and one must wait another half a year to use it again, and so on.

Li Mei aimed the gun in her hand at targets near and far ahead, firing six shots in rapid succession. Every single shot accurately hit the ten-ring or the heart of the human-shaped target, leaving Chen Fan dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Fali hurriedly released the whip and leaped down from the giant python. Because of his injuries, he was unsteady upon landing and abruptly dropped to one knee on the ground.

Yet this time, no matter how Yun Fei tried to deflect and talk about other things, the two warrior monks refused to believe him anymore. They gripped their weapons, watching Yun Fei vigilantly and refusing to speak to him further.

Zes: "I'll handle the crossbow squad's affairs. By the time you figure things out, the crossbow team's situation probably won't even be an issue anymore. Let me know when you've made up your mind so that the matter of the crossbow team is completely resolved. Don't make me wait too long!" With that, he walked towards the staircase.

"The round, white paper money scattered during a funeral, along with the yellow ingots, and those colorful, imitation-currency paper bills of all kinds. Look, I even grabbed a handful." As he spoke, Zhuo Xiong reached into his trouser pocket, but when he pulled his hand out, it turned out to be nothing more than a handful of withered tree leaves.

Facing such a terrifying attack, everyone widened their eyes to see how Old Ancestor Lingxu would fend off these terrifying Four Divine Beasts.

Wanting to evolve to this stage relying merely on external forces was nearly impossible. It required personal effort, the tripartite unity of essence, qi, and spirit, before one could hope to enter.

This was reality, and Lin Yunxi wasn't a fool. To be honest, she had never seen the members act like this before; it had genuinely startled her a bit a moment ago.

As time passed, the two fought with increasing intensity, and Lu Xiao continuously unleashed various fist techniques and moves. Li Yang, having learned them all, felt a thrill of secret delight, wishing he could just stop right there and properly thank Lu Xiao, this 'master' of his.

"Oh? You are a monk from the Golden Immortal Temple, yet you have connections with Zhou Di, the Prefecture Administrator of Linchuan, and Xiong Tanlang, the Prefecture Administrator of Yuzhang. Extraordinary indeed!" The person opposite finally spoke.