28. Time Travel to the Qing Dynasty (28)

Xi Feng listened, assuming these were the Four Heavenly Kings—Zhang, Guan, Li, and Dai. He knew these four possessed formidable skills; although Yan Changhua was a master of martial arts, facing four opponents at once would be a difficult battle to win.

Zhao Hao lacked the technique to hang upside down from the rafters, meaning he could neither see the people inside the room nor scan their attributes to confirm their identities. Just as he was about to flip down from the roof to verify if the deceased was indeed Zhu Mian, he spotted a patrol of servants approaching in the distance, their lanterns swaying. He had no choice but to abandon his plan.

Yang Ling immediately pushed the door open and rushed inside. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for two lamps glowing in the corner, where a dark shadow sat curled up—a pose so wretched that only Kindaichi could pull it off.

Reversing time—even as an Ancient Saint, Li Xiao could not achieve such a feat. The more powerful he became, the more he realized that the laws of heaven and earth were immutable.

Though he did not know how Director Zhang and Lin Xuan had met, or what the director meant by calling him a "people's hero," it was clear that Director Zhang had come specifically for Lin Xuan.

The three great divine envoys of the Akatsuki organization, who caused the Imperial Family such dread, found themselves trapped within the formation; even they had not anticipated this.

The orange cat had been licking a wound on its paw, but hearing Lin Chuan’s words, it raised its arrogant head, rolled its eyes at him, and then ignored the idiot, focusing once more on its injury.

Lin Xuan’s brow twitched, a cold glint flashing in his eyes before he sneered inwardly.

"Prepare for battle; the darkest hour is approaching," Qing Huan remarked softly, gazing up at the golden seal in the sky.

The Spirit God Art was one of the most powerful techniques of the Spirit God Sect, as was the Divine Sword Art. The two complemented each other perfectly, resulting in terrifying power.

Seeing Tang Xuan in this state, Ye Wei was exasperated. But he knew that if Tang Xuan did not accompany him, he would simply be courting death. Ye Wei had enough self-awareness to realize this, and given Tang Xuan’s personality, he handled everything with careful control and would certainly not make a wrong judgment.

High-level hermits never concerned themselves with the stench of money. In any case, with the Jiangnan Medical College backing them, they had no need to worry about silver.

"Catching an adulterer?!" Li Muyu was jolted by Qin Yao’s words, feeling even more bewildered than before.

"Let’s see, it’s been about three years, hasn’t it? How about it, Pervy Sage? Any movement from the Akatsuki side?" Naruto asked casually, strolling along with his backpack as if he were out on a leisurely vacation.

"That’s right. It just so happens that my space-time ninjutsu is at a higher level, allowing me to override your perception of the Flying Thunder God markers," he said with a smile.

"If that’s how you want to put it, I certainly won’t argue," Feng Qingchen said, having come today to test the limits of the Ninth Imperial Uncle’s patience.

The sun was beginning to set, but Li Muyu, who had been waiting at the police station, still had not seen a trace of Old Chang. Hu Ze sat calmly at his desk, playing Minesweeper on his computer.

Menma, wearing a mask with a ripple pattern and wreathed in black and white chakra, suddenly broke free from Naruto’s suppression.

Zhan Liuyun did not hesitate for a moment, hurriedly following Wang Fengying into the cabin to see where they would be hunting. Although Wang Fengying was not a conversationalist, Zhan Liuyun’s deliberate charm allowed him to glean some information.

"How is that possible? I’m a pure, good child; how could I think of such things?" Chen Chao-piao said with a perfectly straight face.

The massive sword energy appeared as black as ink, condensed with a vast amount of black flame power—the product of a strike fused with black flames.

He hurried down from his bed to open the door, only to find Luo Wei standing there with her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out in anger as she glared at him.

She wasn't worried about her cousin's safety, but rather that the Gongsun family would be foolish enough to go and provoke her cousin, Qi Yin, again. If they truly angered him, the entire Gongsun family might be devastated.

Guo Xun lowered her gaze, a flash of ruthlessness appearing in her eyes when the Dean wasn't looking. She hoped Ji Qingying had understood her final hint.

Now it was Ling Mei’s turn to be speechless. Even she, who was narcissistic enough to heap every flattering term onto herself, found this flattery to be fake.

"Don't be ridiculous. While my aptitude may be limited, I have never once cost someone their life."

"Right, right, right. Just tell me who you don't like, and I'll handle it for you. I guarantee I won't leave a single trace," Pang Lin finally couldn't help himself and spoke up, instantly shattering the cold, aloof atmosphere.

His only remaining relative in the world was his grandfather. Since his grandfather had asked, he would naturally do his best to fulfill the request, especially since there were few things in this world he could not accomplish.

Black Face suddenly realized that Ye Lan was biting on the very chopsticks he had used to feed her. Did that mean they had just... shared an indirect kiss?

He set that matter aside for the moment. In truth, it wasn't just King Guhong; Qingcheng did not seem satisfied with Uesugi Nobuyoshi's attitude either. Yet, watching the cheering soldiers, he didn't want to dampen their spirits immediately, knowing they had waited far too long for this victory.

Fang Yuan observed the fat old man closely and was disgusted to find him acting as if nothing had happened.

He drew a long sword and took to the sky, wearing a mask he had taken from the Demon Sect—one capable of concealing his aura.

Yu Qianbai strode over carelessly and patted the inner disciple on the shoulder. "I'll leave it to you, then. I'm going to see my master." With that, he swaggered away.

Meanwhile, the others in the auditorium, seeing Su Qing and Tang Jiang leave, continued to follow them, hoping to snap a few more photos.

Challenges between martial arts schools were normal, but this time, the intent of the Demon Sea school to stomp on the Jingwu school was obvious.

This time, even Su Ruoxue leaned in, her body pressed against Shen Mo. Suddenly, waves of her natural scent stimulated him.

Hearing Su Ruoxue curse the Shen family, Shen Mo’s face darkened. *Do you dare call your mother-in-law's family trash?*

She knew that facing such a predicament, she had no choice but to agree to Murong Fu’s request, yet her heart was filled with unwillingness.

Furthermore, the martial artists of the True Dragon Ancient Kingdom, which boasted the longest martial history, had refined these techniques through constant improvement, eventually evolving into the Two Heavens One Style of the Earth Star Federation.

Su Qianqian and Su Hanhan wanted nothing more than to tear Su Ruxue apart. If such a contract were signed, it would inevitably lead to a meeting with the young master of the Kyoto Shen family, and at that point, they would have no chance at all.

Tonight, one scandal after another unfolded, each involving prominent figures. Netizens were thrilled, devouring every detail and still hungry for more.