Chapter 70: Another Encounter with the Ultimate Scoundrel

Let me check the cultivation method you practice, as well as whether there’s any hidden mystery behind your yin-yang face.
The system responded crisply, and as it thought about it, its voice grew more excited.
Host, it seems your mother’s lifeline may fall to you~
It sounded rather sly.
Chu Yuyao paused with the script in her hand, her lips twitching. “System, why do you sound like you’re gloating?”
The system laughed even more gleefully within her sea of consciousness.
Meanwhile, the incarnation outside her body suddenly burst forth in a sneak attack, blade energy whistling sharply as it slashed toward Tianqi’s neck with deadly precision.
Ye Tianxiao was somewhat curious as he watched Ares. He was puzzled—why did he always encounter all sorts of chaotic situations wherever he went?
Even with preparations in place, Jiang Xing dared not be careless. He held his greatsword horizontally in front of him, gathering and swirling a concentrated force of destruction that formed something akin to a black hole.
After accompanying Lin Zhao back to the activity center, Shi Mu sat in the car, enjoying the long-lost breeze from the air conditioning. Oppressive heat and exhaustion left her barely able to speak.

Yu Ji’s second skill grants immunity to physical damage and increases speed, so the only real threat to Yu Ji here is Shi Mu’s magical attack.
This remark clearly left Lin Xizhi helpless—he even raised his hand to his forehead, looking as though the memories were too painful to recall.
The six immortals of the Cheng family, Fang Yiai, Du He, and other troublemakers, all began shouting in fear that the world would not remain chaotic.
Big Head, with his back to the opponent, took possession of the ball, leaned into his defender, then passed it to Li Qiao, who promptly went for the shot.
“Long live the Great Tang! The young general is brave and invincible!” At last, the joyful scene ended with a thunderous roar.
Xiao Kuang had also reached his peak, fiercely slashing at the descending six-colored divine thunder.
“Duoduo, it’s getting late, we should get to it.” Zhang Wei saw the confusion in Jin Duoduo’s eyes, quickly closed the window, grinned, and swept her into his arms. His warm, sturdy chest pressed tightly against Jin Duoduo’s soft, delicate body.
Little did they know, Tian Er Miao was truly cultivated—his body had been forged through multiple lightning tribulations.
“What? Ghost maze? No way, are we in trouble then?” Yang Xin was terrified, shivering at the mention of the ghost maze.
The two guards understood the three Blood Gods wished to see Xiao Kuang. Not daring to delay, they immediately ran into the temple.

Ling Yu personally received the prize money and certificate from the principal, appearing a little excited, while Yan Xi and Qian Mo remained expressionless.
But the ancient martial families have their own rules; a single defeat means becoming Lin Feiyang’s vanquished foe, unqualified to argue with him.
“Who is your master?” Yang Xuan shouted. He knew that the one who left the Heaven-Penetrating Stele could not possibly be a nameless figure.
“No, Father, it’s not like that. I found him because I valued his abilities, hoping he would become the right hand of our Mu family, but he kept trying to manipulate me…” Mu Jitong explained.
Covering his wound with a hand, Fang Jue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then sat up. As soon as he did, a figure flew over and landed at his side. When Fang Jue looked, he realized it was Tian Yangsheng.
Yes! Every step had fallen into the opponent’s calculations. The so-called valiant assault was nothing more than the stubborn struggle of someone refusing to admit defeat.
“So, can you tell me your purpose here? You should know the Federal Police have already sent people, though it’s had little effect.” Magneto, though despising humans—regarding them as unevolved apes—believed that mutants would ultimately rule this world.
The Candle Dragon is a monster with a human face and snake body, red skin, living in the frigid north, its body stretching a thousand miles. When it opens its eyes, it is day; when it closes them, night. Its breath brings winter, its exhalation brings summer, and it can summon wind and rain.