Chapter 56: Childhood Sweethearts

Bu Xingye's ear tips flushed crimson.

"Impossible."

Precisely because Xurui possessed an aloof and reclusive personality, she rarely spoke to anyone at school, never participated in group activities, and spent most of her time sleeping.

Yet, whenever he sought her out, no matter how drowsy she was, she would rouse herself to keep him company.

How could his heart fail to flutter in the face of such exclusive gentleness reserved only for him?

Later, after that incident, he kept his distance from Xurui for a period of time, but when he brought it up with friends later, they all...

Gu Lianqiyou used a fire that everyone knew of—a flame with a very peculiar nature, vastly inferior to the Three-Purity Thunder Fire, and lacking the tyranny of the Samadhi True Fire. For an ordinary powerhouse to compare fire-play with Red Boy was truly courting death.

Upon rushing into the underground cavern, the entrance—which had already been blasted wide open by the elders—pointed out the direction clearly without requiring any prompts.

"What's wrong?" Elric hurried over, arriving just in time to hear Alrike's voice.

Finally, a combined-fortune giant fist, shrunk to a height of just one meter, pierced through the combined fortune of Meng Decai and the others, hurtling straight toward Fang Tianfeng.

A voice suddenly broke in from the dark room. "It might not be entirely useless." Yang Tian lifted his gaze in pleasant surprise at the sound, forming a sharp contrast with the astonished and shifting expression on King Donghe's lovely face. Xisa slipped into the dark room, wearing a smile, his gaze fixed upon King Donghe with an apology that seemed to hint at an inadvertent intrusion.

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Talisman Daoist inside the sailing boat hurriedly retracted the Primeval Demonic Banner, retreated into the shell of the Ancestral Witch's garment, and dragged it as he flew toward Yuan Hong and the others.

These individuals were truly devoid of manners. Daoist Sanmu was deeply incensed, but since his master had issued strict orders upon their departure never to take matters into their own hands and injure anyone, he had no choice but to bid the three of them farewell.

Before Hamilton could mount a counterattack, Wudi's figure transformed into a spinning tempest, launching a relentless series of attacks centered around Hamilton.

Moreover, the War of Investiture of the Gods ultimately had to be fulfilled through mortal slaughter and tribulation. To put it bluntly, the mortal realm had to descend into chaos first, thus providing the several saints with a pretext to have their disciples kill others, utilizing the opportunity of assisting the Human Sovereign to accomplish the conspiracy of the Investiture at one stroke.

Upon catching sight of Bai Wan'er in the auditorium, Li Feng was mesmerized by her striking aura and initially intended to ingratiate himself with her thoroughly during the exploration of the spatial domain. However, Bai Wan'er's recent actions dispelled that notion, causing him to turn his sights toward Wang Jiao instead.

Noxi's startled cry softened the furious monster's frantic roars considerably, yet one could easily discern glimpses of its past from within them.

"Hahahahaha, doesn't that mean this Ling Tian is guaranteed to die today?" Ge Feng asked, bubbling with excitement.

Yun Yi had no wish to harm Jiuer, and naturally drew no weapon. Her attempts to subdue Jiuer barehanded were fraught with restraint, out of fear that excessive force might inadvertently injure the creature.

Shen Jiannan felt a wave of bashfulness and, for a moment, didn't know what to say, lowering his head instead. The surrounding young women chuckled softly, teasing him for being so grown up yet still so shy—clearly an amateur.

In an instant, a black beam of light flashed from the ink blade, slashing toward the shadow hidden amid the fluttering leaves. The dark blade-light was entwined with continuous threads of inky blackness that flickered into existence and vanished.

After a dozen seconds of spatial travel, Tang Xin and the two others arrived in a desolate and barren desert.

"I hardly deserve such praise. Yu Dayou was a national hero, whereas I am merely an ordinary citizen. I only wish to do my utmost and contribute a fraction of my strength to the country," Liu Yuan said, shaking his head repeatedly. He possessed good self-awareness and knew he was still far removed from legendary figures.

Fenghe was no weakling either. Armed with his exceptional status as a successor, combined with the Body Sect's forbidden technique—the Nine Divine Echoes—he had long since surpassed many of his peers.

Qiongyu immediately lifted Hela high, resting her legs upon his shoulders, and repeated the events of that day.

"What a joke. Who I associate with requires your approval? Please go take a good look in the mirror before you leave the house; what qualifications do you have to speak to me like that?" Lanning snapped, packing her belongings in preparation to leave.

By midnight, the six Japanese assassins finally showed themselves. Failing to spot the sentinel as they prepared to advance into the courtyard, they were suddenly illuminated by several beams of intense light, instantly followed by six gunshots as all six of them crashed to the ground.