Chapter 118: Profession and Combat Skills

Inside the room, the Dragon-person summoned Number One, Number Two, and Number Three to help her organize the materials sent by the Cat-people.

Vader sat alone to the side, reading documents about combat techniques.

The Black Cat Society was an intelligence-brokering organization. Beyond gathering information on various individuals, their best-selling items were the skill books related to combat techniques.

There is never a shortage of people in this world who aspire to become professionals; after witnessing such power, who could help but yearn for it?

Zixia was forcibly pressed down to pay respects to the Bull Demon King. With a wave of the Bull Demon King's hand, Qingxia was run through the chest by a spear.

Murong Linzhi felt a chill down her spine and ordered Qiu Yi to constantly change direction to avoid being struck by the gale.

The cultivators nearby, who also noticed that something was wrong with Fan Chen, saw the Celestial Immortal rushing toward the Undying Underworld Phoenix and no longer hesitated, swarming toward the beast like a hive of bees.

Chang Shushu should have realized it sooner. She and her brother looked so much alike that it was difficult to tell them apart just by their eyes. Looking at her sister, Chang Shushu couldn't help but think of her brother; their genetics were truly potent—calling them twins would not be an exaggeration.

Under the moonlight, her body was full of allure, her fair and toned thighs reflecting the pale glow.

As the words faded, they were followed by Ma Xinyi's silence. In truth, this was no longer a secret that couldn't be spoken, but since Chang Shushu hadn't noticed it before and had suddenly brought it up, it must have been her brother—that big mouth—who let it slip.

The voices in the assembly hall rose again, ragged at first, then becoming uniform, until finally, only one sound echoed throughout the chamber.

"No, my sister still has three children to take care of; she can't go." Zhou Jiguo rejected the idea without a second thought. After seeing Fu Lei's mother visit last time, he understood clearly that she was a piece of work no better than his own mother. For everyone's sake, he felt his eldest sister should stay far away from that mess.

A shy expression flickered in Li Yilu's subtle, indifferent eyes. He lowered his head slightly, revealing a hint of bashfulness.

In the blink of an eye, it was Thursday. Throughout the week, Jing Hao had remained as busy as ever, leaving early and returning late, sometimes without even having the time to say a word to Li Xiaoyun. Hadn't he been preparing for Li Xiaoyun's birthday for a long time? Yet, why was it that even on the day of her birthday, there was still no sign of action?

The two of them leaped onto the roof. Lan Mo smirked and lifted a few roof tiles, watching every move of Xi Ruo with close attention.

Su Doudou hurriedly ran over to support Su Jing, only to be pushed away. Lin Wei finally reacted and walked over, seeing Su Bei standing in place, drenched in sweat, his eyes fixed straight in her direction.

Su Bei grabbed her hand, his expression quite tense. Warmth was his sister, after all, yet he had rarely shown her any concern over the years.

The date for Guo'er and Enxiu to leave Shenzhen had also arrived. Guo'er's flight was on August 26, direct from Beijing to Ottawa.

"You're covered in sweat; it's not good for your health to sleep like this. Wash up before you sleep!" he announced in a tone that brooked no argument, then tossed Lan Mo into the pool outside.

The vanity of the world remained as crowded as ever. No wonder some say that any business opened next to a school is bound to be profitable, as students' money is always the easiest to earn.

The girl glared at him, her face flushing red, and told him he was just being glib. The way she slightly wrinkled her nose left Sanguo feeling dazed, as if he were dreaming.

Sitting on the wharf in Beihai, Su Wange gazed at the boundless coastline, clutching the coin tightly in her hand.

I stepped forward and grabbed his arm. "Stop smashing it! Stop! If you want to smash something, smash me instead!" I stood in front of him, wrapping my hands tightly around his fist and pulling it toward my chest.

Along the way, Liu Juntang gave earnest instructions, explaining the precautions one should take within the Immortal Sect. He warned Ye Ling to be especially wary of the disciples from the Zhou family, a major cultivation clan. The Zhou family held immense power within the Tiandan Immortal Sect, boasting two Golden Core elders and over thirty second-generation disciples.