Chapter 44: The Obstacle Zhen Ye Cannot Overcome

“Are you bringing in the tools now?”
Zhang Liang glanced at the unfamiliar intelligence officer carrying a box as he returned, and couldn’t help but rub his arms.
“Yes, she’s quite stubborn. I need to turn up the pressure a bit,” the intelligence officer replied calmly, casting a glance inside. After exchanging a few brief words with those outside the door, he went back in.
“Let’s go. What happens next isn’t suitable for children,” Wan Xiaoling quickly pulled away the curious Rong Aiyu. This girl had always liked to crowd around whenever Wang Xu was interrogating someone, only to be plagued by nightmares at night afterwards…
Even stranger, she never seemed to learn her lesson.
But now he couldn’t leave; the two of them couldn’t disappear at the same time. Otherwise, Luo Tian would probably tear apart the entire Void Realm to find them, or worse, mobilize everyone to eliminate them.
Luo Anning stared down at her phone and let out a heavy sigh, for she knew that their once peaceful life would be thrown into chaos again by Sun Huaijin’s arrival.
“Unless you don’t want me to take part in the Alchemy Conference, or you want me to just grab ninety-ninth place and call it a day, maybe then I could try to keep a lower profile…” Su Ruoxi said a little helplessly.

After a brief moment, the heavy doors of several vehicles in the middle of the convoy slowly opened and closed, accompanied by the sound of doors slamming shut.
Chu Feimo frowned in thought. This was a decent beginning, but carrying out the scheme of sowing discord would not be so easy.
As he spoke, his hand rose again and landed another palm strike on Xue Rou, who coughed up a mouthful of blood, her breath growing even weaker.
Xiao Ling nodded and left under the watchful gazes of Xia Pingting and Xia Shihao. His expression calmed, but deep in his eyes, a storm was brewing—he was coming for the Money Society.
But things did not end there. The original owner had witnessed her own death, and her father, white-haired and grieving for his black-haired child, fell into despair overnight. Because she had been reckless in the past, toying with others’ feelings and provoking trouble, her family was dragged into disaster, watched by others, and soon lost everything.
Pu Tao thought that anyone would feel suffocated by such things, especially a child in the sensitive throes of adolescence.
Lin Fei was unbothered by the glances and gossip from the surrounding students and walked straight toward Class 2 of the medical department.
“No, that’s not it at all!” Gao Luan denied heatedly, as if someone had hit a sore spot, his face tinged with embarrassment.
Daji’s nine immense tails instantly lashed out at the two demon beasts, flames gathering along them, inscribed with terrifying runes.
Part of the energy was wild and thick, immediately absorbed by the body. Another portion, like fine threads, wound their way into the depths of the divine core.

Madam’s disagreement made things difficult. If she brought it up with the master now, given his current attitude, it would take a great deal of persuasion, and if things went poorly, they might fall out again. What could she possibly do?
Makoto Ito saw Uchiha Sabi weaving hand seals, wanting to stop him, but hesitated and did not act. He too was curious to see how Shimura Yo would respond.
They looked over and saw, sure enough, one figure after another appearing before Purple Flame City. Soon, dust was rising all around, and countless figures were gathering in the swirling haze.
Although he had promised before to help the Aquatics drive away the Wind Clan, he still hadn’t come up with a good plan—his only idea was to “surround Wei to save Zhao.”
The chaos of battle was interrupted by this sudden upheaval. Both sides, stunned, rushed to rescue their commanders, forgetting the fight entirely.
The monitoring radar continued to scan the area within three kilometers, detecting six more Tony assassins at the tenth level of Qi Condensation, each driving toward them.
Although she didn’t quite understand Lu Furong’s game, in such an unfamiliar environment, encountering someone so warm inevitably made her feel a sense of goodwill.
The Maran Prefecture election was about to conclude, and Nessa had just received her notification: she was about to become a graduate student in aerospace at Tiandu University.