Chapter 26: How Did It Come to "Master"?

Yu Xia’s alienation receded quite quickly. Once her fish tail vanished, she emerged from the bathroom, though her spirit form—a small dolphin—remained submerged in the tub. Otherwise, given the current environment, she would have remained in her alienated state.

After observing Yu Xia for a moment, Nyx walked over to Huo Lin, noticing the claws retracting from Huo Lin’s fingertips.

"Do you enjoy playing with fire that much?" Nyx spun the military knife in his hand, a glint of the blade flashing in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Friday arrived—the day of the school's parent-child event. Su Xin’s family rose early, had breakfast, and headed straight for the school.

The Imperial Academy was indeed wealthy. A massive, bird-like vessel slowly descended upon the school’s grand plaza. This craft, known as the Purple Fall, was large enough to carry all six hundred third-year students of the Imperial Academy. The children boarded the Purple Fall joyfully, and Su Ling and the others found seats.

Yang Qiqi sighed helplessly. After clearing a wave of minions, she began searching for traces of Mickey. There were no indicators on the map; he must have left the fountain, meaning he was lurking in the grass. This was based on her years of gaming experience.

With a hint of ferocity between their brows, Deng Hui and Deng Huang hurried to thank their father before happily returning to their rooms, unable to help but sigh at how light their hearts felt now that the burden was lifted.

"No need to rush. One hundred thousand troops are enough to hold off Wang Menglong’s army in the north; they are nothing to worry about!" Wang Menglong, who now occupied half the realm, said with a smile. As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Yu, Xu Jiang, and Xu Yang, who all shared a knowing smile.

"Refining artifacts? But all the objects in this world can be bought with money, so why should I bother putting in the hard work to learn?" Fang Ling asked.

This time, the Chu family had invited a great many young talents—some mature and steady, others sunny and handsome. There were heirs to prominent local families, as well as successful individuals who had reached great heights through their own efforts. In short, there was a vast array of young elites.

"Lord Fang needs the Vermilion Fruit, and now is the season for them to ripen," Thirty-Two replied, hiding nothing.

Afterward, Yang Qiqi contacted Cheng Yun. Since Cheng Yun had been stuck at home caring for her child lately without getting a breath of fresh air, it was the perfect time to take her out for a stroll.

Hearing this, Brother Lei grew anxious. Given Meng Jing’s intelligence, he would certainly be played for a fool by Lu Shanshan if he went.

She charged forward and attacked Su Roufang, catching her off guard and landing a blow that turned her left eye into a panda-like bruise.

Watson looked at the two of them and pulled out his tools. In less than ten minutes, he had removed the skeletal frame from Coleman that he had spent over a year crafting.

Kebineng, the cavalry general left behind by the Shu state in Hebei, had already gathered intelligence. Ma Chao’s reputation was resounding, but the Xiliang Iron Cavalry numbered only twenty thousand. Kebineng could easily muster over a hundred thousand troops, so he did not take Ma Chao seriously.

A piercing shriek echoed out, and the windows on the top floor of the Anbu headquarters shattered one after another, shards of glass sent flying by the shockwave.

Perhaps due to the influence of the lotus mark on Xu Shihan’s brow, the Black Demon Lotus appeared strangely affectionate toward her, emanating waves of spiritual energy into her body.

"All the pre-Xiantian masters in the Jing Kingdom combined are no match for him." If that were true, was he still at the pre-Xiantian stage, having merely obtained some special technique that allowed him to far surpass his peers? Or had he already entered the true Xiantian realm?

A massive energy palm slammed Sister Yun onto the ground, pinning her firmly in place.

"Seeking tickets for the auction hall, standing room is fine, paying one thousand gold coins!" The Wucheng University charity auction was being held in the school auditorium, which could accommodate over forty thousand people. They had originally scheduled it for a Sunday, worried that the turnout would be low, but the current demand had caught the Wucheng University Student Affairs Office completely off guard.