Chapter 155: The Flower of Immortality

Swish!

Lu Fei’s words immediately drew the gaze of everyone at the banquet. Tang Bing’s research had already received authoritative endorsement, personally validated by Hu Dingyuan. More than a hundred people had come tonight with the express purpose of witnessing history. Yet, with a single sentence, Lu Fei had insulted them all, effectively pointing at their noses and calling them foolish curs.

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As for Ban Yanyu, she was in the same position, but her strength was only at the Spirit Emperor Realm. She was clearly no match for Da'er, Yurou, or the Heshi Jade, and facing an opponent at the Heaven Emperor Realm, she was momentarily forced onto the defensive.

"He probably just ran into some friends. A grown man like him isn't going to get himself lost, is he?" Meng Lu said to her younger sister, feigning indifference.

"Regardless of whether you are divine or not, you will die here today!" Puti Jiao said, staring at the scene in the center.

Fu Yang stopped the hotel check-in procedure he was busy with, a smile on his face as he arched an eyebrow.

What no one expected, however, was for Young Master Dongliu to choose to join the Under-Heaven Martial Arts Hall; this left everyone completely baffled.

"Don't worry. No matter who he is, as long as I step in, I guarantee that while he may walk in on his own two feet, he’ll be lucky to crawl out," Yue Ming said, looking at the green-haired man.

The Divine Power Vajra couldn't help but chuckle. In the entire Yun Prefecture, no one had ever surpassed him in the art of hard qigong.

Although, in her heart, she did not wish to get involved in those matters, since she had already established a relationship with Li Chengjie, she could not bring herself to leave him for such a reason. She had considered trying to persuade him to withdraw for both their sakes, to live a peaceful life, and would decide what to do if he refused to listen.

"As you can see, I am not some heroic spirit; I was merely trying to impersonate one. Now, I no longer wish to be involved in this affair. If you are willing to let me leave, I promise that in the future, I will never trouble you again!" the alien entity said to Yang Ting.

Xia Shijun turned abruptly, her back to the swirling peach blossoms. There is a type of tear that sparkles with happiness; a type of weeping that pays tribute to sorrow; a type of smile that illuminates life; and a type of romance known as dancing lightly in the wind.

The two closed the door and crouched down, peering through the crack. Within two minutes, they saw Wukong sneaking toward the stone slab.

At the airport, at three o'clock sharp, a plane landed from Beijing International Airport. Meng Xuefei, dressed in ethnic attire, stepped off the aircraft with a graceful and elegant gait.

The three apprentices felt both disappointment and a sense of relief, for they still held the status of apprentices and could, step by step, still reach the Nascent Soul stage. Little did they know that Xiang Ru had already discarded them; the achievements they would attain in the future would be extremely limited.

"That doesn't look like a wolf, does it?" Although Sun Yutao had not seen it clearly, the creature's reactions told him something was wrong.

Blue Island was located in the suburbs of Beijing's Western District. There was a reasonably large stretch of open land there, but it was clear that it had now been cordoned off by Blue Island.

As for formations, they were the aspect I was most familiar with among the three disciplines. But after examining the mysteries of the arrays here, I felt ashamed of my previous understanding. The gap between the two was simply too vast. However, the gains were immense—this was the area where I had learned the most. I am now confident that I can set up some grand formations.

Naturally, the Holy Dragon Haladogao would not miss such festivities. Dragging Sister Jessica along, he rushed into the street without even saying a word, leaving Thunder, who was practicing his martial arts, to offer a wry smile. Seeing this scene, one might mistakenly believe that Jessica was the one who owned the Holy Dragon Haladogao.

"A fishing competition? What’s the prize money?" Hearing this, the crowd that had yet to disperse from Er Mazi's house became quite interested.