Chapter 54 There is Something Wrong Underwater

"Still no word from the Academy?"
Tang Xi asked Chu Zihang. The sea breeze lifted Erii's dark red long hair, and Tang Xi could even sense the girl's quiet excitement. It sounded rather comical—she lived in Japan, a maritime nation, yet had so few opportunities to see the ocean.

This was a seaside construction site, where a long concrete pier stretched out toward the sea. As night fell, the tide was coming in, and the black waves crashed against the jagged breakwater, leaving behind delicate white foam in the distance.

Coupled with the Iron Block technique he had used earlier, this made it the second of the Six Powers he had displayed. The world couldn't help but wonder if he had mastered all six, and whether he might also know the Tempest Kick's advanced variants or Life Return.

With that, he furrowed his brow, feeling that something was slightly amiss. Normally, wouldn't his master issue some fierce threats? Why was he doing a complete turnaround and telling him not to speak out of turn?

Huang Xingwang, Jiao Shengqiang, Li Feng, and Qin Yong were also utterly focused, staring without blinking, terrified of missing a single detail.

Under the Great Elder's command, the disciples, guardians, and elders of the Taiqing Sect formed individual defensive formations, preparing to welcome the formidable enemy.

We walked among several thatched huts, exercising extreme caution. Looking all around, however, we did not see a single thing that could move—not even a lifeless, human-shaped object.

To have killed two and crippled one, yet dare to return to the Zhao family as the chief culprit—such audacity was something no one seated here could match.

Behind the grand array sat an exceptionally luxurious estate. This manor lay outside the restrictive boundary and thus remained undisturbed, though the entire estate was shrouded in profound seals.

"Hmph, vixen!" Ju Juan said, looking at Wang Yan's large buttocks tightly wrapped in a short red skirt.

Some of the closer mountain sects had arrived early and, welcomed by the hosts' disciples, were arranged to stay on the auxiliary peak.

Feeling the spiritual pressure erupting from Ichigo at close range, Hanataro's body trembled involuntarily; until now, battles had always been something distant from his world.

Particles approaching the speed of light possessed unimaginably massive energy, and ordinary ninjutsu could not reach that magnitude. Therefore, the particle beam spear had to be extremely thin, and the number of particles contained within it could not be too large.

Xu Luoyao might not have realized what she had just said, but Gu Yibai understood it clearly and took it to heart. Even though the words slipped out of her unconsciously, she had uttered them—they just spilled right out like that.

As for the "sacrifice" he had to make, it was to push his hobby into the shadows, forced to practice it in secret for the rest of his life.

Seeing the housekeeper walk away, the First Mistress opened a teacup. Inside, a single drop of red blood boiled incessantly within a black liquid. The other cup remained completely motionless, showing only pitch blackness. A flash of gloomy darkness crossed the First Mistress's eyes.

Yet, being transmigrators, upon hearing this remark, they would instead think: This is just someone who transmigrated just like them.

To be honest, Old Man Zhu and the others never expected that when Ye Liuyan made a trip to Lin Family Village, she would not only bring Lady Lin back with her, but also manage to coax those two sisters along as well.

Ye Lin strode forward, eager to shatter his own phantom and step back into the world of the past.

Under the warm winter sun, a peerless pair stood atop the city wall. They seemed out of place with their surroundings, yet possessed an extraordinary harmony. The morning sun brought no warmth, but the biting chill of the winter wind lost none of its edge.

I took her to wander around the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for two days, and her heart slowly calmed down. Sometimes I deliberately tested her; at first, she would flash her sickle, but gradually, she merely responded with a smile.

Lady Li had a much clearer grasp of the situation than Lady Liu. Though she, too, wished to build a new house and split from the household sooner.

These five people were likewise filled with curiosity toward Ning'an. Nearly a year had passed since Judgment Day, and the fact that ordinary mortals were still alive was indeed a miracle.

Inside the Fifth Patrol Battalion of the West District of Banjiang City, Captain Huo sat at the head of the main hall with a dark expression. Seated in two rows below him were four lieutenants and an unfamiliar nether general. The atmosphere was intensely heavy, thick enough to be wrung out like water. Yet every person in the hall wore a deadpan expression, betraying no emotion or psychological shift whatsoever.