Chapter Thirteen: The Village Boy and the Spirit Hidden in the Withered Bones

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Daisaku Ikeda once casually said, “Do not avoid troubles and difficulties; stand tall and challenge them, then overcome them.” Bearing these words in mind, we must examine this matter with even greater care: Lei Feng once casually said, “I live to make others’ lives better.” This inevitably prompts deep reflection. For me personally, the significance of striving is profoundly important. Everyone must face these questions. When confronted with such issues, the meaning of struggle holds immense weight for me. Hermann Hesse once casually said, “A hero is one who has the courage to bear destiny...”

The arena buzzed with voices as we were assigned a luxurious private box on the first tier, yet still more than five meters above the ground—likely to prevent the gladiators from harming the spectators below. It seemed I was not scheduled to enter the arena today; my name was absent from the electronic roster inside the box.

In Longteng’s view, facing Hong Fang barehanded was not impossible. Yet since the other party raised the issue of unfairness, Longteng naturally refrained from using his weapons.

Before awakening his divine powers, Luonan would never have been able to control so many people at once. During the conflict with the Qi family, merely influencing them psychologically to prevent an attack exhausted all his energy and true qi, barely sustained by superior spirit stones.

Ghosts are one of the many undead forms—tangible yet intangible, much like the specters in Earth’s legends.

Beneath the sea lay shattered coral fragments. Xing Mu’s fleet passed through the cleared waterways and arrived at Jue Tian Reef. At the moment they landed, dawn was breaking, and Xing Mu suddenly realized a tail had been following him all along.

After all, more than a hundred thousand years ago on the Longtu Continent, only the Azure Dragon Shrine had unified the land. It was also then that humanity truly ascended to rule the continent, which had once been dominated by the beast clans.

“This... expelling them would be easy? If you could help us, no matter the reward, just say the word.” Zhang’s elder was indeed wealthy and generous.

After all, these were materials from the Beast Ancestor, at least sixth-grade quality—very precious. Perhaps useful later for alchemy or forging.

Thoughts raced in her mind. Gao Tingting raised an eyebrow. The footage from that day had vanished; she once suspected Lin Zheng or Ye Lingfeng of tampering, but now it seemed the servants had bungled it. Otherwise, Yun Moyu wouldn’t have come today. Having figured this out, Gao Tingting personally gave Yun Moyu a dressing down, even feeding her.

This was a farewell. After cancelling the agreement with Nalan Wushuang, she would be able to leave soon.

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“You’re awake.” Ke Yunfan emerged from the bathroom, his short hair still wet—he must have just showered.

Though all these individuals possessed strength above the seventh level of the Refining Void Realm, they could not withstand the aura unleashed by Luo Yu; they instantly lost their fighting spirit.

Neither Luo Yu nor Tang Luo caused a stir. After Tang Luo personally arranged matters for Luo Yu, she returned to her room with a face full of excitement, clutching the treasures she had just obtained.

“I just married you casually; others might not have agreed.” Mo Yiheng replied coolly after she finished eating and cleared the dishes.

You Jue actually had many unfinished tasks, but as soon as he arrived in the capital and heard of the Tang family’s actions, he rushed over without delay.

If she were utterly destroyed, he would return to the Void Realm, cultivate to mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Body, and then slay the three from Tianwu.

Though unsure of her current location, Yan Zhifeng knew she had to quickly descend to avoid being mocked on stage.

After Mu Shengfeng and Lu Haofeng left the ward, several doctors breathed long sighs of relief.

If she wrapped some clothes around her waist and was discovered, she could claim to be from an undiscovered tribe.

Could all this be just a trick played by “Beef Soup,” like a cat toying with a captured mouse?

Adjusting the watch in his hand, Liu Wuchen smirked and prepared to leave—then suddenly there was a sharp “slap.”

Meibis leapt down from Zela’s back, glanced around, then anxiously asked.

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If Shaman were by her side, no matter how the currents drifted, no matter where the waters carried them, it would be best if they floated to the ends of the world—to the land of happiness, to the legendary Penglai Immortal Isle.

Greeting the bustling staff as they came and went, Mayuri pushed open the door to the innermost dressing room.

Gu Chen didn’t even glance at Xia Shiguang; he watched Xie Shirui enter the corridor and ordered Li Yiran to drive.

Their first clash: Kuroko’s scythe struck simply and directly at the yellow curls at the man’s temple.

Interrupting their chatter, Precht, who had been closing his eyes and sensing something in the darkness, tensed sharply.

Step by step, slowly, they left the tavern and wandered through the bustling streets.

After speaking, Patriarch Liu De vanished. Liu Fangzhou, head of the Liu family, raised his hand to quiet the noisy crowd, then spoke in a deep voice.

“Brother Zhuang has attained the Great Way, established himself in South China Heaven. In the future, he may advance within South China Heaven to master the supreme Primordial Sage path. Congratulations.” A calm voice echoed throughout South China Heaven—soft, clear, and pleasant, bringing comfort and ease.

“Xiao Han, could there be some connection between you and Deep Steel?” Qi Yajie asked in surprise. Though he had long speculated about Xiao Han’s background, he never imagined that the nation’s second-ranked steel enterprise was so deeply linked to him.

Passing through the back door, to the left was a waterfall. Surrounding it and its base was a platform formed of many white stones. This scene seemed naturally formed rather than man-made.