Chapter 59: The Monkeys of Mount Emei
Princess Huaining abruptly flung off the quilt.
"Squeak!!"
A dark shadow lunged straight at her face.
"Ah!!"
Princess Huaining was knocked to the ground. Before she could even figure out what the creature was, the next second, a sharp, intense pain shot through her scalp.
"Your Highness!!"
Her personal maid shrieked in terror, covering her mouth as if she might faint away at any moment.
"What on earth is that?" Huaining asked, somewhat dazed.
The terrifying Glacial Flame continuously slowed the Demon Lord's movements, depriving him completely of any chance to break free from the energy onslaught.
Two minutes later, Cazorla made a breakthrough down the left flank and cut inside. His powerful shot made Neuer hesitant to catch the ball directly, but amidst the chaotic penalty area, Shawn once again regained possession and forcefully squeezed the ball toward the goal. In the thick of the melee, Van Persie's poke grazed the upright and went wide of the net.
The scroll Master Aiden imparted to Li Zhi mentioned that the materials required to forge the God's Tear Stone included the remnant souls and blood of deities, alongside several precious divine metals. Consequently, Li Zhi needed to begin collecting divine blood.
In the distance, Madara's preparations had also reached their final stage. If anyone were to observe him closely, they would notice that his skin had aged considerably and his body had grown a shade thinner. Yet his eyes were brighter than ever before, particularly that pair of crimson pupils, glowing so red they seemed capable of dripping blood.
Witnessing this scene, Yang Zhentian felt another pang of shock. He instantly reined in his focus and intensified his control over the blood threads at his severed limbs, urging them to extend toward his two amputated feet.
"Damn perfect specimen, since you're in such a hurry to court death, let me finish you off today and harvest your genes!" Dr. Lehman slowly pulled two flashlight-like objects from his waist and said with a sneer.
The Chairman attached great importance to Yang Junran's trip to the United States, directly ordering the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs to dispatch a military police platoon to escort Yang Junran along the route in trucks.
Feeling the terrifying sword aura that swept across his presence like a tempest scattering fallen leaves, the blood-robed cultivator condensed his essence and focused his spirit into the great void.
Next, the Demon Dragon Commander felt a sharp spike pierce deeply into the back of his head, triggering an unbearable wave of intense pain.
"Ju Yi, you share a deep friendship with Zhang He. I shall grant your request; if you can persuade Zhang He to surrender, you, Ju Yi, will be today's foremost contributor, and Yuan shall reward you handsomely then." As for what the reward would be, Yuan Shao kept mum about it; at this moment, all he wanted was for Zhang He to submit to him.
Yet Xue Leng remained entirely unmoved, for in terms of looks and facial beauty, who could possibly compare to Tang Xueyan? Thus, he remained utterly composed.
He lifted Yu Xie and pressed two fingers against her forehead. Yu Xie distinctly felt a cooling wave of spiritual energy slip through the point of contact between their fingers and into her sea of consciousness, bringing a measure of relief to the unbearable pain racking her body. Yu Xie let out a breath, feeling as though she had been brought back to life.
The weather had remained consistently bright, forcing me to overturn the rule in my dictionary that coastal islands are prone to rain.
Because Ning Yitian's arrival had been rather abrupt, the cultivator assumed he was there to rob him and was scared out of his wits.
Mo Qingye lowered his eyelids, his emerald eyes veiled with a layer of moisture. As the breeze blew, crystalline droplets vanished with the wind, drifting into the heavy fog to disappear in an instant.
Zhao Qin handed over a telegram from Zhou Fohai: Congratulating my younger brother on your glorious promotion to garrison commander of Shanghai and Nanjing; I shall rely heavily on your patronage in the future. It is reported that the Japanese army has finalized its plan to clear the Nanjing-Guangzhou railway and will launch an offensive shortly, led by the Japanese commander-in-chief, General Yokoyama Yu of the Eleventh Army.
Mu Feng and the Eagle King then shockingly discovered that their landing spot was a slope behind the Shaolin Temple, while Shi Gandang had already rolled down the winding mountain path.
"What should I study first?" Ning Yitian pondered for a moment. "I'll start with medicine and computer science, followed by mathematics, physics, biology, chemistry, and other academic fields."