Extra Chapter 2: A Stunning Performance at the Clan Tournament, Taking Everyone by Storm

“Excellent! Fellow Daoist Xuandu’s acquisition of the Immortal-Slaying Sword is indeed a great achievement!” Elder Nanji expressed great admiration upon seeing Grand Master Xuandu use the Vajra Bead to seize the Immortal-Slaying Sword, so much so that he wished to celebrate on the spot, completely oblivious to Pang Gu’s cold sneer.

From the very first glance, Zhao Dingguo had a sudden clarity. Such a creature was precisely the kind he despised most. Yet, having come this far, no matter how much he loathed it, for the sake of the Moonlight Spring, Zhao Dingguo had no choice but to proceed.

With that, Zhang Xiaofeng bowed deeply, causing a heavy silence among everyone present. This act did not diminish their regard for him; rather, it subtly suggested that Zhang Xiaofeng was a man of considerable means.

Wen Fangqian smiled quietly upon hearing Zhang Xiaofeng’s concern. She was still in the hospital but did not want him to worry, feeling it would be inconsiderate since he had already done so much for her. She truly did not want him to be troubled further on her behalf.

“Unclear. The attack unfolded behind enemy lines, too distant for a clear view...” the messenger reported honestly.

“Am I really as pitiful as you say?” Zhang Xiaofeng looked puzzled, addressing them directly.

“No need for formalities; we’re all members of the same association. Helping each other is only natural. Besides, he’s lucky—right within my ultimate move’s range!” The elven guardian waved his hand and activated his ultimate defense.

At that moment, the system in his mind beeped again, signaling a new task: “Task: Deliver the landlady’s letter safely to the Sauron Tribe and hand it to Chief Aolu! Rewards unknown, experience unknown. Accept or decline?”

Zhan Liuyun scratched his nose, thinking that if Zhizhi really performed those dances he mentioned, he might not be able to resist. Was he about to use the five-finger maiden move on her? That would be utterly embarrassing.

“Just going to work.” Lu Shan clasped his fists and turned to leave. Xi Ren discontentedly muttered, “How can there be such a rude person?” I smiled quietly; Lu Shan’s demeanor was unlike a mere cook’s—more like a wandering swordsman, carrying the air of a martial artist. I wondered how he managed to enter the Forbidden City.

That was true. Yesterday, someone mischievously broke a vase and was punished by kneeling, whereas before, breaking three or four only merited a scolding.

Perhaps this was why so many later great artists said they were willing to be nothing more than loyal servants under the Blue Vine Sect.

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Moreover, the grenade was thrown with tremendous force. Even if one survived the explosion, being struck by it would be fatal.

I recognized this assault rifle as pirate merchandise from outside—very modern, with powerful firepower and an attached grenade launcher. Brand new, originally priced at five thousand; I’ll offer you two thousand five hundred for this one. Four rifles total one ten thousand.

I’m sorry... I cannot find other words. Though I wish to escape, I cannot bear to see others suffer on my behalf.

Yet, Lin Chen was resolute, steadying his mind and, at great cost to his Dragon Soul, exerted every effort to refine and transform the Dragon Pellet.

This admonition and encouragement carried a hidden meaning: to remind Chu He to keep his promise and avoid entanglements with the four families.

Luo Yang began to feel uneasy, for he had never considered that Lin Chen might still survive.

Mo Zun chuckled softly, suddenly stealing a kiss from her—just a brief, gentle touch before pulling away.

In other words, no matter how dire the situation, Xie Luan would not be in mortal danger. This at least eased the Jin family’s worries somewhat. It seemed this matter was beyond their control, and they could only apologize to their cousin.

Living always in a gaming family, Dun Ruizhitong was evidently not among the best in the gaming world.

This should be considered the alien team’s first true combat experience. Previously, their five-player team had been brutally defeated by SY and Q. Now, given another chance to sharpen their skills, everyone was tense. It was almost like a freshman’s entrance exam.

Lu Yun pulled the trigger again, but just as he was about to rotate it, a heavily scarred hand pressed down on the trigger. Looking up, he saw Hank’s stern face.

Li Chengqian was momentarily stunned, frowning slightly, pondering whether his previous punishments had been too harsh, dampening morale. It is said that ruling subordinates requires both carrot and stick; having wielded the stick, perhaps it was time to offer some carrots.

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Chen Yu crouched on the ground, observing several deep purple flower buds, poised to bloom. A few petals were slightly swollen, almost unwilling yet inviting in their delicate blossoming.

As the two sides locked eyes, the ground began to tremble violently, and a piercing roar echoed from outside the tower.

In his view, Murong Guoxiong was not a successful head of the family, but as a father, he was at least adequate.

Now, Xia Zheng’s strength was such that he could easily crush opponents not only at the late Nirvana Stage but even at its peak.

Here, she felt an indescribable sensation, as though standing in a sacred place. She felt as if she were desecrating the hot spring by merely being present.

The Ice Spring had not given Night Eagle any prior warning, suddenly striking without any preparation. Night Eagle was entirely unready, uncertain how to respond.

After a moment’s thought, Qin Tian casually tossed a Transformation Fruit to the Descending Spirit – Wind Suanni Beast, allowing it to take humanoid form and speak human language directly.

“Summoning the sect?” Xia Zheng furrowed his brows, puzzled why such an order would call in outer disciples. Yet, as the command came from the sect itself, he could only obey.