Chapter 50: The Exercise Book and the Workbench

However, looking at the familiar mischievous smile on Ye Fei's face, her heart softened for no apparent reason, and she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

Shopkeeper Wang seemed to make him understand something, which was that she—perhaps she was the ultimate culprit behind framing him! Or perhaps not, because he was still willing to trust her, even after countless changes! Everything he did seemed solely intended to prove her innocence to the world.

Seeing this, Tang Meili and Fan Xiaoxuan exchanged glances, sat down at the dining table together, picked up their chopsticks, and popped a piece of meat into their mouths.

Towering city walls stood firm, with countless officers and soldiers neatly lined up along the ramparts. The three characters "Xiangyang Prefecture" carved into the gate seemed embedded into the very masonry; even though the surrounding walls had long since grown dilapidated, they remained strikingly eye-catching.

Lu Yu smiled. Hearing those words, his mind was greatly set at ease, but at the same time, he felt as though... he might have made a slight miscalculation.

"Seeing you drink makes me drunk! Wine cannot intoxicate a person, but a person can intoxicate another!" the man said as he slowly walked closer.

"Do you think you can defeat a well-trained army? No one can defeat one, no one can overcome it by sheer individual strength!" said the old beggar.

Halfway through his sentence, Ye Fei felt that directly using Gu Lijuan as an excuse to brush it off might not be entirely appropriate.

Beneath the gloomy clouds, Liu Fen no longer dared to act presumptuously. She walked haltingly toward Xiao Fei, and then, without any warning, collapsed to her knees before him.

Nominally they were foremen, but in reality, they were nothing more than a pair of spies. Since we are having our meal inside the office today, there are many things I cannot tell you; because if they found out that I leaked secrets, it would probably implicate Wang Jiandong immediately.

As for Kagura and Banjiu, their power had been continuously growing, and their limits remained entirely unseen.

Ning Feng's thought was that it would be a terrible pity to kill such a ferocious beast, especially since it was a rare spirit beast, and this was his first time encountering one. However, even with the sharpness of the Heaven-Shattering Sword, getting rid of it was no simple task. It was far too vigilant—so vigilant that Ning Feng, acting as the hunter, had never found an opening to strike.

Following the three strikes just moments ago, the aged Deity-Transformation master understood Tang Chuan's current condition better than anyone else present, and his opponent's state shocked him beyond measure. After taking those three attacks, the young man appeared practically unharmed; apart from some slight fluctuations in his aura, there were no scars left on his body whatsoever, which completely defied all his expectations.

"Can you feel it? Your soul defect is innate, ordained by the heavens. It is destined that you should possess a Sacred Body yet lack the power to break its shackles, bound by fate for all eternity!" the phantom said coldly, every single word striking deeply into his heart.

Dong Xiaoxuan cursed inwardly at the sheer nonsense of a shared origin. One was an alchemist and the other a Taoist priest—they were completely unrelated fields.

"You cannot speak of such things lightly." Yuan Shi's expression changed instantly, as though the situation were slipping beyond his control.

Then, looking into his eyes—pupils so dark and dense they seemed impossible to fathom—one glance felt like being sucked into a vortex of endless reincarnation, from which there was no escape.

Shortly after, Chu Yunfeng's silver needle pierced Liu Liangzhu's bladder region, and instantly, a thin line of dark red blood spurted out.

"Boss!!!" Tengye and Tie Man's heartbreaking cries echoed from within the wall of fire. Guizhong Yan's gaze turned chillingly cold as he kicked off the ground and charged straight toward Cang Xing. Without a doubt, this was the absolute best opportunity to eliminate Cang Xing; once Cang Xing was dead, Tengye and Tie Man would no longer pose any threat.

Seemingly aware of why the young man was startled, Xiu Qiqi nodded firmly once again.

Zhang Meng sat dazedly in the seat previously occupied by Supervisor Wang. In fact, ever since he walked in, his brain had remained in a state of short-circuiting.

Following this incident, Guan Yunshan finally became much more well-behaved, returning to the village to down-to-earthly manage his family's brick kiln.

However, Daoist Kongdi also furrowed his brow tightly, elevating his regard for this Daoist Haiping to the absolute extreme. For the moment, he had no mind to spare for the grievances of his beloved.

Before Tang Ziyan could even speak, the student council president had already nodded. Tang Ziyan raised a hand in helpless frustration to touch his earlobe; if he hadn't experienced everything today firsthand, he would have assumed the student council president had orchestrated it all in advance. But right now, it truly seemed impossible to just leave the matter unattended.

Guan Yunpeng's family was desperately poor, unable to scrape together any money or gifts, yet all of his older brothers ran to the scene to help out. Logically speaking, he really shouldn't have been sitting at the banquet table waiting to be served food—and even if he did sit down to eat, it should have been his eldest brother, not him.

"Victory Team, launch an attack on the enemy immediately and buy us ten minutes." Lin Chong issued the order to Captain Liu Yong and the others. The spaceship transporting the airtight metal dome was still hovering above the Pacific Ocean, which made Lin Chong nostalgic for the old space teleportation device.

Fortunately, Yuan Lingqi was already accustomed to Guan Yunshan overshadowing him at every turn. Besides, Guan Yunshan had secured the entire project, and being able to slurp some broth along the way was already enough to satisfy him.

Waking up from insufficient sleep was precisely when morning sickness struck. Although Xin Yi didn't really have much of an appetite, she still wanted to appreciate Jin Ruyi's kind intentions. She smiled, stood up, and walked straight into the restroom. By the time Xin Yi emerged from the restroom, the entire dormitory had already grown lively.

Mother Chen understood his intent and withdrew. Han Zhexi did not defy his wishes either and returned to his room to rest.

Hearing this, how could they not realize that those fish and shrimp had all been shaken to death by the roar of the White Tiger Junyi?

No introduction was needed; anyone could instantly recognize this as the Tree of the Creator, a legend spanning tens of thousands of years! All energy and dynamic forces within the Creator's world originated from it.

Shen Hua glanced triumphantly at Su Ying, then lifted her chin and walked out with her head held high. Upon seeing this, Su Ying merely smiled and remained silent.

"I don't think he will win," Safety murmured, only for Shen Nong to ruthlessly smack him right on the head the very next second.

Zhuang Jing supported her, raised a hand to loosen his tie, and then bent down to scoop her up directly in his arms.

Her eyes widened in shock, but the alcohol had already numbed her brain, and any overwhelming astonishment ultimately faded into serene indifference.