Chapter 53: The Battle of Suitors Begins

Before receiving the system's spiritual power reward, Hua Shushu hadn't imagined how her spiritual body would change with it.

This time, Hua Shushu clearly felt that with spiritual power, she didn't get sleepy as easily, and her spiritual energy became much more abundant.

She shook her two small green sprout leaves, and then pushed them deeply downwards.

Gradually, inch by inch, she extended her root system from the soil toward the limbs of the little gray wolf.

Then she followed his paws and wrapped around them.

The appearance of Gu Xinghun and the fierce dominance he displayed completely subverted their cognitive framework.

Mo Fan raised an eyebrow. Such a wonderful thing actually existed? Why hadn't he thought of it before? Yet, upon a second thought, it certainly made sense. He immediately agreed without hesitation.

Zhao Wanxian wore an extremely ugly expression. How could he have known that these demon clans were so stubborn as to chase them all the way here?

"Humph!" Luo Bingzhu let out a cold snort, though a trace of unconcealed displeasure lingered on her stunningly peerless face.

As soon as the introductions were finished, members of the poetry society nearby began pulling and tugging, guiding Lan Ziyi off in another direction.

With that, Ji Yiwen shifted her gaze to Tian Qing standing nearby. Attending this charity mixer tonight came with a family mission; the Ji family's business was facing financial trouble, so she needed to meet a capable young talent tonight and get closer to him.

"The Second Elder's words are entirely correct. Our strength is constantly being eroded, and we must preserve our power. The day they break the seal shall be the day of their demise," the Elder agreed, a fierce murderous intent flashing across his aged eyes.

The basic conclusions were twofold: first, the target had died in some unknown corner; second, the target had managed to survive on the run, but possessed formidable hiding skills, making them impossible to find.

Thus, the light of rules surged over his body once more, and he was about to make a move to subdue them. Right at that moment, however, a voice suddenly echoed from the village.

The soul longsword radiated wave after wave of brilliant light, and then the sea of consciousness beneath it began to shimmer with colorful splendor once again.

Laugh while you can! I'll make you cry in a moment! Jun Moziao withdrew his gaze, clenching one hand into a fist as surging energy stirred within his body, gathering upon his arm.

Mu Ziqin concealed the flickering light in his eyes, continuing to walk as if he had noticed nothing at all. He waved his hand to dismiss the Heavenly Wolf Cavalry to rest in the side chambers first, and walked straight along the familiar path toward his own room.

He could now be certain that whatever was suppressed beneath the Luo God Stele must be an alien demon, and this alien demon must still be alive. Just how powerful must an alien demon be to survive the baptism of eras, enduring countless years without perishing, and even retaining the strength to struggle?

Leaving Lida aside, the Nightwalker team was left with only four members: Tianyang, Kunlan, Cangdu, and Jiyu.

"I never would have guessed that a coward like your dad could teach a son like this," Wang Mo said with an amused smile.

Above his head hovered the crimson, purple, and azure nine-grade lotus flowers. Swaying in the air, they burst forth with a five-colored radiance that revolved ceaselessly, bearing the portent of generating all phenomena. Sweeping downward, they instantly quieted all winds and waves.

The burly man in cyan was astonished! Being demoted to a slave was a judgment passed by the Great Yan Dynasty, and barring special circumstances, it was fundamentally impossible to reverse.

Although it was the morning rush hour, this posed no difficulty for Big Chicken. It chose a relatively quiet yet uncongested route; though slightly detoured, it arrived at the school ahead of the normal travel time.

Jiang Yun had no time to ponder their thoughts. He mentally entered the system to check the merit points he had acquired. Upon seeing the display reading: 1,053 points, Jiang Yun instantly split his mouth into a wide grin that he simply couldn't close.

For the first time in his life, he tasted the flavor of defeat—so novel, yet so bitter.

Xiang Yang neither dodged nor evaded, actually gripping the newly acquired giant hammer with a single hand. Pressing directly against one of its sharp barbs, he charged straight ahead.

Chicheng University Town lay to the south of the main city, being the closest of all affiliated cities to the coastline. The First Military Academy was located in the Seventh District at the westernmost part of the university town, backing against the Atlas mountain range. Their field execution missions ranged from the Atlas mountains all the way to the coastline, extending further west to the Changdu Plains.