Chapter 46: The Sound of Stomping

"Precisely, I was thinking the same thing," Lin Xing nodded. "Therefore, only the second option remains: we continue forward. However, if we do this, there is a high probability we will run into the poachers."

"If we encounter them, what do you plan to do?" Zhao Renyi asked.

"Do we have any other..."

Without hesitation, Lin Feng took out the silver needles he always carried with him, stepped forward, lifted Song Hongxia's hospital gown, and prepared to begin the treatment.

Leaving the Li family estate, he headed straight to the Liushi Group, hoping to sound out Liu Yuru regarding the Hebei project.

This farm not only offered fishing services but also processed the catch for an additional fee. Thus, Mou Lili and Ling Feng enjoyed a full-course fish feast featuring pan-fried fish, grilled fish, and fish soup.

However, what he did not know was that Ye Fan truly wasn't all that strong back then; Ye Fan had simply grown stronger once again.

The Toyota family wielded immense global influence and would assist the royal family in smoothing over any negative repercussions.

At this thought, Mou Lili decided to find a restaurant for a hearty meal and purchased a high-end audio system online.

The magic golem's assault was not a structured combat sequence of moves and stances; instead, it charged forward, slammed directly into the wall, and immediately self-detonated—a completely suicidal attack.

Chen Qinghua's jaw practically dropped to the floor! He had heard rumors yesterday that Lin Nan seemed to have returned, but he hadn't taken it seriously, assuming the news was false. Yet who could have anticipated that today word would spread of the five major aristocratic families joining forces to confront Lin Nan, only to suffer complete defeat, with even Elder Ye appearing at the scene before departing in helpless resignation?

She had no idea what she was yearning for, only feeling that this uncle was exceedingly amiable, as though they had known each other for a very long time, despite her being less than three years old.

The sharp eagle talons instantly ripped open Ye Fan's back, tearing away a large swath of flesh and skin to reveal gleaming white bones.

"Is all that fuss really necessary?" Wei Su muttered, somewhat speechless. He thought to himself: My saliva got all over your body last night, and you didn't make such a big deal out of it. But look at you now, acting all disgusted by a piece of clothing.

While Ailiqi's side managed to reach a stalemate, the encirclement of Casarez on the other flank was already yielding initial results.

After all, the tasks issued by the system were absolute. Much like the Party—the Party is absolute, and even what is wrong is right. We only have the duty to execute, with no right of choice.

"In the future, I will try to have Junzhuo contact you and avoid running into you directly. Enjoy your past to the fullest," waving farewell to Baili Mocheng, Situ Yuxin gave a light laugh and turned to walk down toward the base of the city wall.

"Here, the stone you wanted." Mocheng suddenly materialized above the spiritual array suspended in mid-air, flicking his wrist to spin a much larger array into view as a dark mass came crashing down.

Whenever the wristwatch emitted an alarm, Li An would immediately dive into concealment, observing his surroundings meticulously until he was certain there were no ambushes before resuming his advance.

"Nephew Wei Su, is the venerable Martial God senior still doing well?" As soon as he sat down, Situ Linran eagerly pressed for an answer.

Hearing this, Luo Yu could not help clicking his tongue in astonishment once more. One must understand that within the human cultivation system, the primary reason a Martial General was designated as such was their ability to condense primordial Qi armor. This distinct advantage allowed high-level Martial General cultivators to virtually ignore any attacks originating below the Martial General tier.

A chain resembling a spirit snake suddenly lashed out from the city lord's sleeve, binding Yin Jiu tightly.

The members of Jinghai University looked over to see Shi Haiyan and his companions from Shandong University approaching, accompanied by a stout, heavily built man who was none other than Bao Yiming, the captain of Shandong University. The person who had just called out was precisely Shi Haiyan.

Using the external Dao as a cocoon to envelop oneself, seeking the internal Dao and ultimate transformation—once the cocoon breaks and the butterfly emerges, it soars through the nine heavens.

The Wildness Realm was undergoing drastic changes nowadays, transforming constantly at every single moment. The world had altered so profoundly that even while flying at high speeds, they had to maintain absolute concentration.

"Hmph, Zhengrong, this is who you are. You would rather propose breaking up with me than risk losing your official post. Deep in your heart, true love simply does not exist. If you, Gu Zhengrong, truly loved me, Hua Tiancheng, you wouldn't have waited for me to ask; you would have secretly figured out a way to help clear my name. But you didn't do that."

Jiutian nodded. If analyzed by machinery, quite a few clues could indeed be found to determine the cause behind the mutation of the musk flowers.

Although Master Miaoyan framed the surrender of the Pure Land Sect to the imperial court as an act of choosing goodness, whether the sect would genuinely follow that path on account of the court remained uncertain. There were far too many grievances in the pugilistic world, and far too many "righteous sects" driven by a fierce hatred of evil.

In the distance, several other figures surrounded the Five Elements Divine Child, all wreathed in terrifying and boundless vitality. Seeing the Void Beast slain, they wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

A breathtaking spectacle unfolded as the crystalline jellyfish drifted in with the current. The moment it landed inside the diamond crystal glass goblet, its inherent radiance refracted across the cut facets. Color and brilliance were magnified and refracted by the cuts, resembling a dazzling ray of rosy dawn descending into the vessel.

"Not a chance. I said I would make them pay back a hundredfold, and I keep my word." Qin Chuan remained completely unmoved, his heart as hard as iron, determined to subject them to endless torment.

The internet spectators were practically mobilizing en masse. Chu Sheng manipulated his character to crawl through the wheat field with one hand while cupping his other hand beside his ear.

This power did not care who you were, and its master was no exception. It was utterly tyrannical, drilling into the body from all directions and heading straight for the bones.

Leaving aside how Yin Xiang managed to escape the Black Prison, the crucial point was that if the monks on the mountain launched an attack, it would inevitably alert the monks in the main camp. Once the latter learned the truth, everyone—including Yang Pan—would find it impossible to escape. Because the troops had not yet fully assembled, Yang Pan was merely stalling for time by meeting with the monks, thereby lulling them into complacency.