Even with their blind worship of Wei Zhao, at this moment they could not help but break into a cold sweat on his behalf.

Even though the layers of Tianjun's restrictions kept the opponent's half-step chief god power from fully descending, the strike that was about to come would still be no small matter.

As the core target standing foremost in its path, Wei Zhao's sense of that danger ran far deeper than anyone else's.

He sank his weight slightly, his right hand slowly settling on the hilt of the Ksitigarbha blade, and took up a stance to meet the blow head-on.

Sikong Dao shook his head, carrying the last trace of a...

"Yes, yes, thank you, my lord, please rest assured—from now on, our Dongfang family will follow your lead in all things!" Dongfang Wan said at once with a smile.

Qin Ruilin ran back to the washstand and pulled a hair dryer from the drawer below. "Come here." His tone was stern, yet threaded with a tenderness only Shen Aoning could perceive—a tenderness that belonged to her alone, the tenderness that came from Qin Ruilin.

"Hmph, if you keep acting so improperly, I won't play with you anymore!!" Li Muzi suddenly said to Lin Xiao in a fit of pique.

Liang Siqi sat sulking in her own seat beside Cheng Jia, stealing glances at Xiao Ruoan from time to time. Seeing that Liang Siqi had settled into her seat, Xiao Ruoan paid her no further mind and, following his own plan, ate and carried on billing and cooing with Lin Yanhao.

"Your mother is yours to look after. I'll hire you the best lawyer and get your sentence reduced to the minimum term of imprisonment," Qin Chuyan said coldly.

A sudden visit from the high-ups of the Tian Ce Mansion could hardly mean anything good, but Duolun nonetheless put on a neutral face, wanting to see what they meant to do.

"Good. Don't let your guard down—keep watching for me at this hour, and don't let so much as a mosquito fly in!" Lin Xiao nodded at once, very gravely, and said to the leader beside him.

The moment the dismissal bell rang, Lin Lang grabbed his black backpack and strode out of the classroom—only for Ding San to step out at once and block his way.

And in the very first instant that this unseen, mighty domain unfurled, dense swarms of ice spikes, whistling as they came, crashed against the invisible field.

In the imperial palace at this hour, though the outside lay blanketed in ice and snow, the imperial garden was brimming with the spirit of spring—save for a certain chill, it did not feel like winter at all.

With that, he gritted his teeth, took a vial of Green God nutrient solution from his spatial backpack, pried Lin Fei's mouth open, and forced it down his throat.

Chen Jiu had many doubts of his own that needed his father to answer; having grasped the gist, he fell silent and sat down upon the chair.

He showed not the slightest bearing of a legendary powerhouse—indeed, he did not even preserve the dignity of one.

At that moment the control panel of Wu Village appeared before Xiao Mo's eyes. He immediately set Wutu as the village's deputy head and delegated most of the authority to him. That done, Xiao Mo walked out of the administrative hall, and at the sight of Wutu standing there at a loss, he laughed inwardly.

Hearing this, Chen Ba clapped his hand against Chen Jiu's burly shoulder and burst out laughing with delight, his face alight with wild joy, and granted it on the spot.

As the sound rang out, figure after figure shattered apart, turning to dust that dispersed into the air.

Lady Cui ladled out a spoonful and held it to the Grand Tutor's lips, murmuring softly, "My lord has been troubled of late; your concubine cannot assist in outside affairs, and can only brew a bowl of clear broth to cool my lord's inner fire." Her voice as she spoke was bewitching in the extreme.

"Cultivation is dull work; naturally this old man came out for a stroll," Jian Ming said with a smile, and did not fully disclose the purpose of his visit.

"Reporting, City Lord—within the work city there has likewise been no move of any kind today!" the scout announced in a loud, ringing voice.

"And now you would have me spare you—do you think that's possible?" Xiao Xiao's words were almost a roar.

"Am I supposed to announce myself every time I associate with you lot? Am I not called Li Yi? Or did I give you a false name?" Li Yi's words left the youths of Shaoshi utterly speechless.

Ji Tiantian was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered: before she had gone to meet Li Xuemei, she had promised Bai Yixiao that she would eat the dinner he made.