Chapter 72: A Meeting of Bewildered Gazes

Back to the Seventies: The Genius Fixer Rewrites the Plot Snow Phoenix 2008 words 2026-04-10 08:51:52

Zhuang Liu finally found a pillowcase from the cabinet and placed it underneath. He moved so quickly that Gu Zhu didn't even have time to stop him.

"What is it?" Zhuang Liu noticed her uneasy expression and asked.

Gu Zhu sighed. "I'm afraid you’ll have to throw away this pillowcase afterward."

"Why?" Zhuang Liu replied, "Don’t worry. Us men aren’t that particular. It might look disgusting now, but once it’s washed, it’ll be fine."

Yun Zhiyan possessed a unique martial art: as long as she made contact with someone or exchanged blows, she could discern their strength and skills.

They were oval-shaped, with a scarlet surface, most standing over two meters tall. When you touched them, they felt extremely smooth—if one didn’t pay attention while standing on top, one could easily slip and fall.

Now that Lang Hongxiang could finally break through, he was naturally overjoyed. Once he too reached the sixth tier, they would truly count as powerful individuals.

"Mom, what’s wrong? Didn’t my brother-in-law come?" Lu Song noticed his mother’s anxious and uneasy face, her cold demeanor so unlike her usual warmth. He sensed something was wrong and asked.

"Hongxiang, now Pei Yuling has left safely. With her strength, ordinary people truly can’t do anything to her, so you don’t need to worry." Watching Lang Hongxiang, everyone could see his feelings toward Pei Yuling were far from simple.

Painful sounds escaped the mouths of the four surrounding Lang Hongxiang. The corrosiveness of these demon essences was the most potent he had ever seen—just a touch would eat away a large chunk of their flesh.

Touching his own face, Ye Bai walked cheerfully through the gates of the affiliated school, not caring in the least that his shirt was now tattered and stained with blood on the back.

"No... I, Yao Muchen, haven’t found my parents yet! Master and Grandpa Zhang are still waiting for me! How could I become food for monsters?" In his mind, he pictured the roasted bear thigh they had cooked to a golden brown.

Family members arrived one after another. Several members of the standing committee came, along with many disciples, but everyone below the ministerial rank was kept outside the courtyard.

"Watch carefully and learn well." Indeed, Tian Zhong had taken the liberty of altering the lesson’s content; from the look of him, he was prepared to keep the fight going until the class ended.

Still, he wasn’t worried. His strength was overwhelming—even if Old Man Zheng had three heads and six arms, he wouldn’t escape his grasp.

Upon learning that Yun Xuan was not Qingyan, Ye Haoran lost all goodwill toward her. The only reason he hadn’t killed her was because she resembled Qingyan, and since she belonged to the Holy Clan and her father, the Demon Lord Heiyan, had once tried to kill him, Ye Haoran wanted nothing more to do with her.

The entire palace sat atop a massive floating boulder, nearly ten times the size of the Star Palace. The material used to build it was neither stone nor jade, but shimmered with iridescent luster, constantly revealing its extraordinary nature.

Wang Xieqichong was hit by the shockwave and vanished in an instant, while the remaining thousand disciples, unable to defend themselves, all perished.

Even though the Divine Palace’s gates hadn’t opened despite repeated assaults, and he hadn’t managed to enter the realm of divine abilities to claim the first innate treasure, his spiritual sense had, through the unending impact, been refined into divine consciousness.

Cangsongzi darted forward toward the skeleton, instantly arriving before it. He raised his right hand to grab the jade bottle, but the moment his hand touched it, his body trembled violently, and countless wisps of white vapor burst from him, swiftly absorbed by the jade bottle.

Wen Tianxiao was fretting over where to find a child’s urine when, from inside a private car, the sharp cry of a baby rang out, clearly from an infant in swaddling clothes.

The townsfolk, seeing the robes of the Hall of Immortal Reverence, hurriedly stepped aside. Occasionally, they encountered patrol squads of soldiers in red helmets and fiery armor; when these soldiers spotted the riders from afar, they would shout at the passersby, making way for them well in advance.

"Don’t look at me like that, okay? Don’t humans capture the magical creatures they like? Isn’t that behavior justified?" The masked man smiled amiably.

She was like Lady Xianglin, with a tragic past and scorned by those around her, but at least her ending would not be as miserable as Lady Xianglin’s.

Back then, when "Du Nan" performed the Lotus from Clear Water technique in Chang’an, many believed it was the Buddha manifesting. His abilities to float and transform water into ice made the people think he was a reincarnated deity.

He did not wish to rely on family influence to bully Shen Ning. While he’d considered the prejudices of social standing, he had too much else to worry about.

That was why he’d dared to wander around outside the inn again; even if discovered, others would only see him as a beggar, and wouldn’t suspect anything else.

Now, with Jun Ci standing before him, he could see with his own eyes that she hadn’t called him—so where had that voice come from?

Seeing Nakoruru and the Ghost Valley Sage dart out from the bushes, Zhou Ziyi was startled. Even though Ye Feng had warned him, he had to admit his greed for the defense tower had been his undoing, and now the price he must pay was tremendous.

In the next moment, under Shanks’ astonished gaze, Louis’s figure suddenly grew, transforming into a giant over ten meters tall.

Qi Ruoyan, decisive as ever, began channeling her ultimate move, Furious Army Rampage, through the pillar she wielded as a weapon. This was Su Lie’s most terrifying skill, and the reason he could be used as a jungler to kill enemy damage-dealers.

Gu Nansheng raised her head to meet Shen Liuxuan’s eyes. In his icy gaze, there seemed to be a rare hint of gentleness.

But to think one Gate-Gate Fruit alone could contend with the Air-Air Fruit was truly Louis’s wildest fantasy.

With Elder Liang leading the way, the surrounding low-level cultivators all stepped aside, clearing a wide path for the three of them.