Chapter 58: Passing the Buck (Second Update)
Eldest Ning set off to fetch the clan elders to arbitrate, and Second Ning couldn't hold him back, even with the help of Third Ning and Fourth Ning trying to block the way. Having grown up together since childhood, Third Ning and Fourth Ning knew Second Ning's character all too well: cowardly, selfish, incompetent, yet harboring a malicious streak. They refused to believe that Second Ning had nothing to do with Madam Wu demanding fifty taels of silver.
After taking a deep breath, Madam Meng chased the children who had been peeking at the courtyard entrance back into the house.
Shortly after, Zhao Chang bit his finger once more, gathered his vital essence, inscribed a formation, opened a passage, and summoned the heavenly ROC demons.
...Although he possessed some strength now, there was still a gap before he could truly be called "Ning the Invincible."
Su Yu remembered very well that this third aunt was not Su Yun's biological mother and had often suffered abuse from her stepmother, while her father, Brigade Leader Su, simply turned a blind eye. Later, after learning how to do business and leaving the Dongfeng Production Brigade, she never returned.
The younger generation of the aristocratic families felt it was of little consequence, but the older generation despised Jiang Yu to the core.
However, to materialize spiritual energy was something ordinary Yin Release could not achieve. The reason Tsunade had not mastered this technique was precisely because she was stuck at this very step.
"Master, you old geezer, you just love to keep people in suspense. Can't you ever get rid of that fortune-telling habit of yours?"
Both Chu Liuying and Jiang Lingfeng glared angrily at Yun Cang, a treacherous, ruthless, and vicious old scoundrel.
Nearby, that golden giant alligator sat beside a barbecue grill just like a human, looking quite professional as it played the role of a golden master chef.
Licking his lips with his tongue and then sucking on his fingers twice, this top-tier demon known as one of the Thirteen Enforcers of the Demon Realm finally felt satisfied, wearing an expression of pure bliss.
Bai Qi raised his staff, poked the tip against the ground, and smoothly shifted sideways. Their attacks missed, and with a follow-up, he kicked both of their skull-shaped helmets, sending the two skeletons stumbling back a dozen paces with their heads knocked crooked.
The "Vacuum Barrier" does not create a true "vacuum," but rather repels semi-fluid matter in front of the caster, forcing it to clear a path. Many mages typically use this low-level spell to clear a way for themselves—such as encountering a swamp during their travels. This method is always quite practical.
As soon as they entered the military camp, the roars of beasts and the curses of men blended together. Those bears still retained their wild nature and thus were somewhat disobedient to humans. Of course, it was impossible to completely tame their wildness; after all, a bear's strength was considerable, and on the battlefield, a bear's claws and fangs were quite useful weapons.
Early-morning exercisers in Xi'an caught sight of Bai Tian and his group, and driven by curiosity, they gathered around in droves.
They saw the door of the Audi sedan open, and a man stepped out wearing a suit and leather shoes. The man was young, and his hair still gleamed with the reflective sheen of hair gel.
This was respect brought by strength, the simplest law of this world: the weak are the prey of the strong. Dignity and the right to speak could only be attained by the strong.
His earlobes were grizzled, making them particularly conspicuous. He did not care much for these superficial things, focusing instead on the pursuit of cultivation. In his eyes, cultivation was paramount, and though he was already a high-level battle general, he felt not a shred of satisfaction.
"Of course I know that. The 'ominous person' the captain spoke of refers to Selina and me. As for the mermen's purpose... Milon has done this before. It is nothing more than absorbing the mental energy of spellcasters to strengthen oneself."
After a struggle, Cui Bin finally collapsed onto the ground, then slammed a furious fist into the floor, completely indifferent to the tiny droplets of blood oozing from his knuckles.
During the day, Bai Tian pondered designs for the system's world inside his studio, overturning and establishing one idea after another on his draft paper.
"The Demonic Pupil is present, but I truly dare not presume to accept the title of the Craft City Supreme!" the Demonic Pupil said, cupping his fists.
A strange white light instantly shone so brightly that everyone had to close their eyes. The stone cave door slowly rose, and with a final boom, it settled completely into the ceiling overhead. By then, the true form of the grotto gate was revealed, standing some ten meters high and four or five meters wide.