Volume One, Chapter 82: Assigning Tasks

That obedient appearance showed no trace of the rampaging tyrannosaurus-like figure from moments ago.

“My name is Chen Fei, but I much prefer to be called the Love Sage. After all, I can’t help being so popular with the ladies!” Somehow, Chen Fei produced a rose and held it between his lips.

Montage: …

Jiang Xiaorou: …

If it weren’t for Half-Immortal Huang’s claim that this character was one of the nine chief instructors, with behavior like his, they would never have believed it.

Aili hurriedly leapt up to catch the professor mid-air. As soon as they landed, the sound of a door closing echoed behind them.

For Taiji to speak such words meant he had already come to terms with many things in his heart.

This special kind of space defied precise definition in either purpose or origin; seeking its true nature was just so, and as long as preparations were made, that was enough.

The Homelanders had been raised and cared for by Madeleine during their adolescence, and, being confused youths in puberty, naturally regarded her as an object of desire.

He glanced at his phone; as expected, not a trace of signal. Attempts to send a message to the team yielded no response either. With that, he set out eastward toward the city of Chang’an.

Shi Xia had no time for anything else, hurriedly pulling out her phone to call Ou Xun. Ou Xun was clearly shocked to learn that Gu Junlin had been drugged in his own home, and, wasting no time, rushed to find a doctor.

After speaking, she snatched the black plastic bag and, right then and there, opened it for a look.

The arrowhead plunged fiercely into the chest of the doll. A foul, black stream of blood spurted out, spraying him from head to toe.

“Good!” Qin Jian immediately nodded with excitement. Since Shen Chaowei had spoken, he must have agreed to help him.

The onlookers wore faces of astonishment. Usually, even if the authorities administered punishment, it would be to covered parts of the body—never so openly, as with Song Ning now, as if they wanted everyone to know.

When her mind, after a brief halt, began to function again, her first reaction was… to cooperate.

The moment contact was made, orange flames exploded outward, carrying a wave of heat that instantly blasted the skeletal archer into burning pieces.

Guiyan Tower belonged to the Shen family. When two Dragonwing Guards arrived and showed their badges to clear the premises, the head steward, who had been prepared for this, greeted them at once.

Though it was only a dream, the memories were real, and so that life was real too! That was why Ye Xiao spoke to Sword Taixu this way—perhaps to persuade him to turn back, or perhaps, hoping his old friend wouldn’t have to suffer as he once did.

“All right, our little gifts are just sideshows—the main event is here. Tianyou, what gift have you prepared? You can show it now, can’t you?” With a smile, Xiao Peng looked at Kuang Tianyou.

As for the five armies, each corresponded to one of the five powers: the Elf Alliance, the City of the Dead, the Ghost Demon Gate, the Dark Sea of Shadows, and finally, the Abyss of Man and Ghost.

“What technique is this? To command two magical treasures at once!” The Dharma Master from Tianyin Monastery and Li Xun from Burning Incense Valley were both astonished. They had always assumed Xiao Peng was on par with them, perhaps a little stronger, but only by virtue of his magical artifacts.

Now was crab season. There was nothing more pleasant than eating crabs and sipping chrysanthemum wine. Unfortunately, crabs here were seafood, and the capital lay far from the coast, making such delicacies rare. Even when transported to the city, only the elite could obtain them; common folk might not see such things for years.

“Alright, since we’ve found the route, let’s prepare for today. Tomorrow morning, we’ll gather early and set out for Lone Peak Fortress,” Gu Feng decided at last.

With a clang, the grenade Qin Feng had thrown collided with another incoming grenade, knocking it away.

Li Yanqiu had considered whether to resist, but when he thought of the possible consequences, he decided it was better to endure the beating quietly.

It was as if the noisy, bustling street suddenly froze—air stilled, and all sound vanished.

After careful deliberation, Bing Xin managed to keep her composure and, building on the idea given by Lord Divine Tree, added some of her own thoughts—trying, in the simplest terms, to let as many people as possible understand the strategic intent.

An Liang pictured his meeting with Ye Yuxin at Longyu Group tomorrow in his mind and couldn’t help but smile. No matter how exhausting the recent turmoil had been, the thought of that beautiful face banished all weariness.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wutian, who could transform into a Super Saiyan, couldn’t fly—leaving Gohan and Helis speechless as they exchanged glances.

Clearly, none of the contest songs submitted online met their standards, hence their dissatisfied expressions.

“Hai!” The Japanese officer dared not be negligent, responded respectfully, and immediately hurried off to relay the order.

“When Ye Shenyi wakes, we’ll leave here…” Yuri had meant to say they would go to Hamer Village, but Rowena interrupted her.

Cell let out a furious roar and kicked Gohan into the ground, leaving a massive crater.

“Die!” roared the guard, leaping into the air, his body bent like a drawn bow, both hands gripping his long blade, which he brought down with all his might.

For a moment, there was a long silence. The inner disciples were as silent as cicadas in winter, their faces drained of color.

But that was not all: the corpse began undergoing a strange transformation—the severed tendons in its limbs sprouted countless tendrils from the wounds, which tangled together and, at a speed visible to the naked eye, reconnected the broken muscles.

Seeing how weak he was, Guo Yi’s hope of rescuing Mu Zhiruo grew all the more.

The Bai family would not give up easily, and the Chen family was vying to replace them. Open and secret struggles were inevitable.

“Husband, why is there no one here to receive us?” For the first time, Zixing entered such an international metropolis, brimming with excitement—especially at the sight of Tokyo’s towering skyscrapers, which looked like giant toys.

Though her heart was filled with shock, years of combat experience forced her to calm down, and she quickly turned to scan the surrounding Demon Slayers.