Volume 1, Chapter 25: Are You Free Tomorrow?

The vacant training ground.

Gu Nanqing and the police dog were having a wonderful time playing not far away.

Gu Nanxiao looked at the quiet girl beside him.

For some time now, Mu Yao had been restraining herself, forcing herself to find answers.

Whether it was her career or her love life, she had been living in utter chaos.

Taking a deep breath of the fresh air, she looked at the person beside her and offered a sweet smile.

She understood Gu Nanxiao’s intentions.

Beyond the Mobius strip, there lay a much broader world.

"To be so arrogant when dealing with me—you are surely courting death!" he screamed wildly in his heart.

The mere mention of the name Liu Batian caused the expressions of Shu Dongyi and the others to turn unnatural. Situ Jie looked as if he had swallowed something foul, glaring viciously at Zhao Qibai.

Without a doubt, in modern medicine, regardless of the ailment—be it surgical or internal—the most scientific diagnostic basis is the result obtained through various instruments and scientific testing methods.

Therefore, Qin Zhao agreed readily and arranged to meet Bi Xuan in the capital in two days.

"That depends on my father. When he decides to pass down the 'Dragon General' mantle, I will return," Zhao Wuhen said, then turned and walked away.

In truth, Old Lai had come merely to deliver medicinal soups to Song Qingrou and Li Hong and to check on their injuries. He had not intended to reprimand them, but having achieved his purpose, he turned to leave after a brief scolding.

Even so, almost every cultivator had some knowledge of the Heavenly Ladder Ranking. Disciples of major sects and prominent clans held the ranking in particularly high regard.

Just as Jiang Huairen was about to examine Xuanyuan Xian'er again, his phone rang; it was a call from Lin Zhan. Jiang Huairen was puzzled. Ever since he had passed the Pure Yang Supreme Technique to Lin Zhan, the latter had not contacted him. Now that Lin Zhan was calling, Jiang Huairen wondered: had something gone wrong?

The crowd was somewhat disappointed by Qin Yifeng’s answer. They most wanted to know how he had become such a top-tier expert, but Qin Yifeng had avoided the core of the question. Since he was unwilling to speak, they dared not press him further.

Feeling his authority challenged, Zhang Mazi was instantly enraged and struck out with a kick.

"Admiration, I suppose." Although he was certain of this in his heart, Feng Feiyang still hesitated when the words left his lips.

Mourinho expressed skepticism and was unwilling to move Zhang Yuan to the center. Zhang Yuan's ability to win headers was a concern; he felt that moving to the center would restrict Zhang Yuan's mobility rather than being as effective as playing on the wing.

This approach had another advantage: it made it very convenient for the demon clan to defend. Low-level demon cultivators patrolled the fifteen-li sea area around the island, transforming a restrictive land defense into a naval battle. Three iron chains, locked by three heart-connecting pillars, guarded the island in a triangular formation.

"Throw!" Adali let out a roar, leading the way as he hurled the grenade in his hand toward the Later Jin's wagon formation. The others behind him followed suit, throwing grenades and gasoline bombs.

As long as one possessed a single stone, regardless of the elf's original level, they could instantly acquire the royal constitution of dual magic and martial arts mastery, gain the ability to communicate with plants, and directly utilize all magic and martial arts techniques below the sixth level.

Hearing Lou Anqi’s direct question, everyone present was slightly taken aback. After Wu Tongtong fell silent, they felt a faint sense of unease, for such a direct inquiry—regardless of the reason—was something they had never encountered before.

It signaled with its eyes and then led the way. Before long, a towering tree with golden branches and leaves appeared before them.

However, Burnley would surely come to regret hiring Howe, for after spending two years there, the man received a call from Bournemouth—which had just weathered a financial crisis—and unhesitatingly abandoned his chance to coach in the Championship to run back to his old club.