Chapter 111: Graduation Ceremony

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Zhao Mengyao lifted her left wrist, staring intently at the jagged scratches winding across the skin. She had once longed for death and even attempted suicide, so she did not fear it as much as others might.

“You are not allowed to deceive me, no matter what the reason is, do you understand?” Zhao Mengyao was unusually domineering this time.

Chu Ci, however, showed no concern at all. Instead, she moved closer but still couldn’t hear the conversation between the two.

Yet, everyone tacitly understood that this mission was extremely perilous. It was less a vanguard team and more a suicide squad. Once you stepped into the Zone Three combat area, there was no choice but to either die or win.

“Two Divine Pills will suffice!” the Second Assistant suddenly spoke up. With just a glance, he knew this horse was unlike any other.

In an instant, it was swallowed whole. Fortunately, Xue Ning’s clone gave us enough time to react, allowing us to dodge the attack path first.

Three alliance leaders, one grandmaster, eight boat captains, four stewards, nineteen disciples, eighty-seven apprentices, and ninety-two trainees.

If the princess of Jiang tried to use this as leverage, would we punish her to appease her anger, or let it slide?

The old man wore a mocking expression. Seeing Jiang Chuan’s embarrassment, he stopped pressing further and instead gestured for Jiang Chuan to speak in the adjacent hall.

Chu Ci had resolved to die. She stepped on a branch, tied the white silk tightly, and stretched her head inside.

“Thank you both, seniors, for your kindness!” Yun Fei sensed sincerity in the elder’s words and understood that their actions were meant to win over the Lian family. Since they treated him sincerely, he would reciprocate in kind.

She vaguely remembered that just as she was about to assist someone in taking their pulse, she felt a heaviness at the back of her head and then lost all consciousness.

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Two wind blades swept through the void, fiercely striking the iron fence behind. Two iron bars snapped in half the moment the wind blades hit. Old Ye turned back, surprised to see the broken bars, his expression growing even graver.

“So, President Jie, what do you consider infidelity? Is it really necessary to sleep with someone else? Why were you so upset when Jian Anren and I got a bit close?” Mu Qiong Yue wore a look that said, “How dare you accuse me?”

He had always been worried that Second Brother’s attitude toward Second Sister wasn’t quite right and feared trouble. Unexpectedly, from outside the thick door, he got an eyeful of the show and was so moved that his eyes welled up. Without a moment’s delay, they rushed out to tell everyone.

Nearby, two police officers were chatting quietly. The middle-aged man could hear their voices clearly.

Fourth, Tang Feng would start working at the gym tomorrow, claiming it was to expand operations and prepare for a Sanda training class.

At that moment, far away at the Mexican special agent training base, the triplet sons of the Xuan family—exiled to the Death Forest by their own father and undergoing the prince’s annual hellish trial—were on the verge of climbing to the treetops in tears.

Yin Feng desperately refused. He still remembered that old turtle’s shameless grin and the rogue stance of his shaking hind leg; there was no way he could trust him again.

Harnessing stellar energy was already possible in the Imperial Heaven Dynasty in the lower realms. The “Dyson Sphere”-like formation could envelop a star and extract its energy.

From Tu Meng’s mouth, he had long learned that nearly six centuries had passed since entering the “Chaos” relic land.

Fang Tianfeng recognized Bai Qi for what he was—a piece of dogshit everyone disliked but no one dared to trample on. He had encountered such classmates and colleagues before and found no way to handle them.

From inside the titanium fighter cockpit, it was clear the escape ship shook violently several times, its speed suddenly slowed, and under the influence of the explosive energy wave, it veered off its original course, pushed aside.

Yet, under these circumstances, it was still better to take people along. Of course, Li Yulan had to be taken. He had become somewhat dependent on her; even if he couldn’t cause trouble for the time being, he just wanted to watch over her.

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“Watch carefully. It’s probably not as simple as you think.” Li Wuxie, who had remained silent, cast a meaningful glance at Gufeng and spoke with a hint of depth.

Thus, Fang Dajun returned to the office. It was temporary, located in a corner to the right of the garment factory. Following the cement plant’s standards, a temporary meeting room was partitioned off, with the innermost area serving as his office and makeshift residence. The bed and other necessities had all been prepared; he had slept here last night.

“Since Brother Fusheng says so, then naturally there’s no problem!” Liu Qingyang laughed heartily. Yet, despite the loudness of his laughter, it carried no joy at all to the ears.

A gust of fist wind swept past, warping the void. Ripple-like waves spread out, and suddenly, a transparent ice sword emerged from the void, its sharp blade aimed directly at the dark fist.

However, despite nearly a week of fighting, Chen Yufan and the others were truly exhausted now.

The Soul Planting technique was vicious, but its conditions for use were equally stringent. Even those who understood it could not employ it.

I retreated into the dark aura, barely forcing the three souls and seven spirits of the breeding pig back into its body. Yet the souls fled in all directions, contorting the body—sometimes bending, sometimes twitching, sometimes kicking and thrashing.

One person, one map, one light screen—just existing quietly like this. How long had passed? It felt like ten thousand years, yet also like a single instant.

“If I shatter this ghost pill, won’t I be able to leave safely?” Lu Xuan was so pleased with his own cleverness that he actually laughed.

“Tong’er, Aunt Qingyu, are you inside?” He called several times with no response. Perhaps, bored at home, they had gone shopping. With so many people outside, it was normal not to hear the phone ringing, he told himself.