Chapter 176: I Want to Go to the Battlefield

When the two of them left, Lin Buwan had no idea; after finishing her meal, she went straight to rest.
Yet, the moment she lay in bed and closed her eyes, Wei Qu's figure floated into her mind, making it utterly impossible for her to fall asleep.

Xia Wuchang gazed coldly at the Star Saint Army soldier. The soldier grew increasingly furious under his stare and frantically kicked out at Xia Wuchang, hoping to knock him down, only for Xia Wuchang to throw a punch that sent him flying.
As soon as the door opened, a wave of arrogant and furious cursing poured out. The cursing voice was full of vitality, booming like thunder.

Wen Yaorao was still reluctant to leave. At that moment, a team of military hovercars flew in from outside the encampment. Once the vehicles touched down, several senior officers, including Feng Ling, He Yun, and Tang Shao, disembarked.
He Kan tilted his head in amusement; even if Luo Bi was an ordinary person, she still belonged to the premier combat team.

Zhao Xinyi felt herself tightly enveloped by a strong, aggressive aura. Her brows furrowed slightly, and instinctively she wanted to shrink back, but someone firmly pressed down on her shoulders, rendering her unable to move.
Looking at the contacts listed inside Dong Shuo's phone, Wang Yinuo had no idea which one she should actually call.

Even though she was puzzled, Tang Rao still decided to go through with it. It did not seem particularly difficult, and the reward was truly enticing.
Looking at Da Xi, who was still lying on the ground clutching his crotch, Tang Guo raised an eyebrow. By her estimation, although Da Xi had taken that blow from her, he was still a far cry from being completely incapacitated. After all, knowing that Da Xi belonged to the Giant Tiger Tribe, she had used at most ninety percent of her strength back then.

Before the Fu clan declined, they were the Feiling Fu family, one of the four great immortal clans of Divine Prefecture, ranking last among the four. Their ancestors were all cultivators with exceptionally high comprehension. However, for unknown reasons, eleven years ago, the entire family was massacred overnight. All their wealth and belongings were looted, leaving behind only a floor of corpses and a heaven-reaching stench of blood.

In Yue Yiyi's value system, money could not buy health, nor could it buy everything. Yet Han Li always brought up real-world examples to refute her thoughts.
By this time, it was already the third watch of the night. Lu Qianyu and the others had spent a total of two hours traversing the miasma-filled forest.

Having looked at so many photos of Han Li, Yue Yiyi felt as though she had somehow participated in his growth.
Practicing cultivation all the way until dawn, Zhuo Yunlan opened her eyes. Throughout the night, a significant amount of impurities and toxins had been expelled from her body. Seizing the moment while her roommates were still asleep, she hurried to the bathroom to clean herself up.

"I will make a cut on the palm of each of your hands and channel a portion of your blood into Qianyu's body. At that time, I will use my internal energy to assist you, accurately and flawlessly, except that..." Lin Xing paused abruptly here.
The tone of his voice had also changed, shifting into that affected cadence to which Lu Han was most unaccustomed. But there was no help for it; this was something beyond his control for the time being.

Watching those people close in, Old Madam Xie was frightened out of her wits. "It's true! I wouldn't dare lie again!" she gasped, clutching her skirt with a death grip.
Bi Ning glanced at the carriage and realized something was amiss with the right wheel when it had violently jolted earlier. Upon stepping down to check, he saw that a problem had indeed occurred.

As soon as the Xu family's carriage arrived in Fengxiang, Xu Qing'an spurred his horse to meet them. Seeing that his younger sister was safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's nothing, I have my body-tempering technique to protect me. Just go ahead and fetch the hot water," Mo Kui said dismissively.

"Ziyun-ge, we can rest together tonight, right?" That gaze was far too resentful, as though Ziyun owed her an endless debt that he had failed to repay.
"I went outside to make a phone call, afraid that talking inside the room would wake you up." Xiao宸's face remained pale, and his eyes were devoid of light.