Chapter 134: You Really Are the Treasure of the Chinese Department!

"So simple? I don't even need to study it myself? Does that mean I can now leap across roofs and vault over walls?"

The feeling of directly acquiring a skill as if using a cheat code was simply too wonderful. In an instant, Ling Susu became full of confidence about her future ability to become a martial arts master.

While Mu Qingfeng was still analyzing the situation in his mind, Murong Cheng felt a profound sense of shock deep within his heart.

He held a sword in his hand, the tip of which was still dripping blood, drop by drop, onto the ground.

Because no one had ever cultivated the Azure Bamboo Sword Technique to the realm of artistic conception, they had to settle for second best and execute the conception-level Azure Bamboo Sword Technique through a sword formation.

Whenever Xu Tuozhi thought of this, he could only sigh. Later, he had tried once more to persuade his father to invite Pang Lu back, but the Prince of Huaiyang merely waved his hand dismissively and said forget it. In the prince's heart, such "divine doctors" were nothing more than groundless rumors; they only had a reputation, and no one truly knew what they were capable of.

The Xu family's business was rooted in medicine, and the International Medical Federation was a large-scale global medical organization. Those who managed to enter were the absolute elites of the worldwide medical community.

At that moment, the sound of a whistle cut through the air. The black-robed assassins abruptly stopped fighting to the death and soared uniformly toward the sky. Mu Qingfeng slashed out horizontally with his sword to intercept one of them, the tip of his blade flicking upward to carve a bloody gash into the assassin's arm.

That scumbag emperor, Di Linghan—he was the true peerless genius. Not only was his appearance strikingly gorgeous, but his cultivation realm was also something that inspired awe. To have entered the Profound Realm at such a young age—he was probably the very first person in Great Zhou, or even across the four nations.

"Is the Princess consort trying to stall for time with me?" Having realized this, he sneered coldly, the corners of his lips curving into a look of absolute disdain.

Su Qiong had not concentrated all of Bingzhou's military forces at Huguan. He had stationed thirty thousand troops in the northern territory, deployed fifty thousand to defend Shangdang and Xihe Commandery in the south, and scattered garrisons across the other commanderies and counties. Therefore, he had only used thirty thousand men to defend Huguan.

He looked at this nonchalant young woman, watching how she did not harbor the slightest bit of resentment against heaven or men, and witnessing the courageous and carefree manner with which she faced the sorrow brought by life.

However, they had not walked far before the sound of clashing blades suddenly echoed from ahead. Chen Hao raised an eyebrow. There was a battle taking place up ahead, the very first one he had encountered. Unable to suppress his curiosity, Chen Hao quietly crept forward to investigate.

From a medical perspective, it was equivalent to type O blood, capable of being compatible with all blood types such as A and C, without leaving any sequelae.

The narrative designers had poured most of their working energy into the racial settings of the Justice League and the forces of evil, while showing little concern for the individual stories of single heroes.

Suddenly, the smile that had previously felt as warm as a gentle spring breeze froze. A piercing, chilling gaze swept across the surroundings, instantly suppressing all the furtive glances back into submission.

With that, she raised her whip once more and lashed it against the door of the cage, giving off the distinct impression of herding pigs and cattle inside a pen.

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian was instantly jolted awake. Why on earth would the chief manager of the Lingshan Market come to his room to look for him? He thought back carefully; these past few days he had spent his time entirely engrossed in cultivation within his room and had not stepped outside once. Surely he couldn't have caused any trouble outside. If it wasn't trouble, what could it possibly be?

The drivers played with a base bet of five yuan and a maximum cap of one hundred. If luck was on their side, they could win one or two thousand in a single morning—it was practically gambling their lives away. By the same token, when their luck soured and they drew a terrible hand, they could easily lose eight hundred to a thousand in one go.

The wildly churning, terrifying shockwaves wreaked havoc across the heavens and earth, plunging the scene of cataclysmic destruction into an endless abyss of sinking and ruin.

If not for the fact that her eyes still held that vacant, sluggish look, Su Shu would have almost thought that Jiang Shishi had already regained her clarity.

"Then I'll have a glass of watermelon juice," Lin Junyi said, showing no intention whatsoever of accompanying them.

"Rest assured, though, even if you fall into the hands of our Kun clan, we still know how to cherish jade and pity flowers. After all, while you may not be worthy of bearing descendants for our race, you will still make a wonderful doll to vent our desires upon."

The defection and return of these veteran officials drove Ronata's contempt for his father to the absolute extreme. After mulling it over, Ronata drew his blade, severed his father's head, and carried it off to claim credit with Xu Jin.

Only then did Gu Ling have the opportunity to carefully examine the system shop, as well as her own information stored within the system space.

"Teacher Zhong, I've already checked. You don't have any work commitments lately. How about it, why don't you go out for dinner with me later?" As soon as Cao Dazuang stepped into the office, he walked straight up to Zhong Mei without another word, his lecherous eyes fixed unwaveringly upon her.

On stage, Master A was in precisely that kind of situation. The master could tell that the painting was extraordinary; if you couldn't understand it, it was simply because your own realm of comprehension was lacking.

No, wait—perhaps this was an underground organization masquerading as an internet cafe? Whatever was causing those collective moans, nothing about it was normal!

Chen Chenyin knew all of this, and so did Lin Zhou. It was precisely because of this that they chose to trust Gu Ling.

Yet, the overwhelming pressure unleashed by that imposing aura was ubiquitous, directly forcing the five true gods to prostrate themselves flat on the ground.

Used at a critical juncture, it was enough to score points or intercept the opponent's offensive, playing a decisive role.

At first, she had merely thought of Ning Changfeng as an ordinary youth, but she never expected that when Fengzhou City fell into peril this time, the City Lord's Mansion failed to step forward immediately to subdue demons and eliminate spirits. Instead, it was Ning Changfeng who stood up at the very first moment.

"So the magistrate intends to employ cultivators?" Ever since Shao Jin had arrived at the new county, he spent every waking moment chatting with people. He had long since sniffed out eighty or ninety percent of the events that had transpired in the two counties recently, and he knew that the magistrate kept a group of cultivators under his command.