Chapter 94: Measured Restraint

“You are not bad, but you are still too slow.”

A faint, smug smile surfaced on Li Feihu’s face. At that moment, he studied the boy carefully and found that his techniques were rather chaotic. If he were truly from the Jiang clan, he should have been using their family style; there were indeed traces of Jiang Clan Fist in his combination attacks. But it seemed more like he had only just learned it.

He was a counterfeit.

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Gufan only felt a jolt in his eardrums, but he did not dare defy Madam Yujue’s command. With a sharp thud, he dropped to both knees.

Dawn was already whitening the east, while a pale crescent moon still hung in the sky. Watching the graceful figure beneath that black robe moving ahead, Zhan Xiu gave a soft chuckle and hurried after her.

Their imposing presence swept like the wind, sending their Daoist robes snapping and crackling. Both bodies rose more than ten meters into the air. Xuanfeng’s immortal sword trembled in his hand, and he shot toward Xuyun like a bolt of thunder. Brilliant light surged from the blade, yet it seemed wrapped in an invisible force; once released, it would unleash terrifying power.

At that moment, seeing the expression on Tu Shanyu’s face, Nangong Yuhan felt a fleeting pang of guilt and loss. He had never expected his own son to look at him like that. In the hearts of the two children, Mommy would always come first, more important than Daddy.

“Please, speak freely if you have something to say.” Seeing the strange looks on some of their faces, Jiaye immediately understood that they had something on their minds.

The Chisha Pearl had been taken by him after he jumped into the Sacred Pool. That statement was clearly a lie. Chiyuan Divine Lord looked up in confusion, and Yaoshun hastily pressed down on his hand, gazing at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would stay silent.

Although the battle had lasted less than a minute, there had been far too much in it for Lin Hao to learn. He was desperately lacking in combat experience. Only by sheer luck had he perfectly fused Ryze’s skills with his own, barely forcing the old man in green into such an awkward plight.

After sorting out the clues, Zhang Fan let out a breath. He had finally broken through from the Marrow-Cleansing stage to the Body-Forming stage. As his cultivation became harder and harder to improve, this mission to wipe out Heaven’s Gate gave him a glimmer of hope. If he had guessed correctly, this mission would raise his cultivation quite a bit.

Seeing Chu Mo’s appearance, she screamed again, but this scream was entirely different from the first two. The first two had been involuntary, whereas this one was deliberate, because she had never expected Chu Mo to come save her. Had he already discovered her escape long ago?

The atmosphere along the way remained fairly pleasant. They were only a few hundred meters from the company when Tong Guai-Guai saw Da Guai-Guai actually drooling at a tree stump in the middle of the road. So she told Gu Yikang to let her off there.

Li Feng swiftly swung the frying pan in his hand, trying to use it to block that powerful, penetrating force.

Even outside Anze Academy, the other great cultivation forces in the cultivation world were, at this very moment, engaged in equally heated discussion.

A cold gleam flashed in Huo Yuan’s eyes. The flaming whip lashed straight down toward Gudu Changhen, while a sea of raging fire also came crashing down upon him. Gudu Changhen shot upward, and invisible sword qi burst forth from his longsword.

But that was not what Long Jianfei meant at all. Did he really need this? Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous.

The Song soldiers below the city opened the gates, and the three riders galloped out beyond the walls. Zhang Shuye spurred his horse forward and roared like a tiger, “Who dares fight this general?” The Song troops atop the wall beat the war drums so fiercely that the sound shook the heavens, further lending him strength.

Grinding his teeth, Li Zhichen condensed his energy and sent out a jade sword, which hovered motionless in the air. Clutching Xue Qingyun tightly, he leaped onto the sword. With a finger seal from his right hand, the jade sword shot straight ahead. Xue Qingyun held tightly to Li Zhichen, her face deathly pale, and when she looked at the scene flashing past beneath the sword, she could not help trembling.