Chapter 102: Everyday Life 7 (6K)

Kales was still in his recovery period; technically, he shouldn’t be drinking cola, as the carbonation could cause bloating and negatively affect his abdominal wound. Seeing him take a few sips, Aoxi pulled the drink away and finished it in front of him. The old man clenched his eyes shut in frustration.

There were many things that Old Ka couldn’t eat either. The American doctors weren’t very strict about diet restrictions, but certain foods were irritating and could inflame the freshly sutured section of his intestines. Even sweating could aggravate the wound, so he couldn’t even have a proper meal.

Aoxi stayed by his side.

A vast world could establish an imperial court, or even create two or three extremely powerful imperial courts. Perhaps the supreme ancestors who sealed the Thousand-Spirit Great World only did so to unify their descendants within it and establish an imperial court.

“It must be Sasuke’s body; we’ve been waiting for this for more than a day or two!” Orochimaru declared with conviction.

At the same time, Ye Hao’s aura involuntarily radiated outward, shaking the entire city of Luoyang with its presence.

Sure enough, the next moment, Kimimaro spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood, the bones around him scattering, and he collapsed to the ground, reverting to his original form.

An arrow flew like a headless fly, darting up and down, but just as it was about to strike a monster, it would pull back sharply to avoid harming the innocent.

Wang Zhaojun felt sick watching this; if she weren’t concerned about her image, she probably would have vomited already. The male lead in her phone was not only dark-skinned but also short and oddly shaped.

“What did you just eat? You still have some residue at the corner of your mouth,” Oreki instinctively wiped the remnants from Chitanda’s mouth with his thumb.

After leaving the Hokage’s office, it was already late. Yamato told the three to gather on the bridge east of Konoha Village the next morning, then they dispersed.

The most powerful clan in the Thousand-Spirit Great World was merely the Imperial Clan; a single Imperial Clan was enough to suppress an entire great region.

After school, Oreki and his group returned to the earth science classroom they hadn’t been to in two months. At that moment, Oreki silently mourned for all the students in the school, including himself.

The county town had a large population and more developed commerce. With more convenient transportation, opening a storefront there to expand the fame of their estate’s products and provide convenience to buyers naturally led to increased sales.

That phoenix, still lingering, seemed to sense something; it wildly charged toward the other side of the galaxy.

Seeing this, Amin understood immediately that Teacher Xiao wouldn’t rest until he heard his story tonight. As for matters like apprenticeship, there was no question of giving up. So Amin walked and talked, recounting his experiences over the past two years in detail.

Everyone knew very well why Cen Xiyan participated in the treasure-making competition! Dan He used the names of several of their fellow disciples to threaten Cen Xiyan, forcing her to join the contest and demanding she take first place before releasing them.

Amid a vast, radiant white light, the crowd heard horse neighs like dragons, loud and fierce, followed by the rolling sound of wheels approaching from afar.

“Then check whether the main road outside the city lies within the enemy’s ballista coverage,” Qu Yi nodded slightly and asked again. Du Sanbao’s answer was perfectly correct and reasonable.

Xiao Yang ignored the two and returned straight to the training ground of Intermediate Class 2 to supervise the exercises. He guessed that the matter with He Tianhai was now only a matter of time. That old lecher wouldn’t come to negotiate until he had exhausted all other methods; it was likely at least a day away.

When the explosion sounded, the ground split open into deep trenches, each rocket strike gouging a furrow.

Originally, Lu Qingyi and Yun Baifu’s detached villa had been built here. At that time, only a handful of households lived in this mountainous area. Both Lu Qingyi and Yun Baifu preferred quiet, and this location was excellent for stargazing, so they had someone build a house here to live a relatively Western-style life.

“What’s so good about those dramas that cry a pound or two of tears every five minutes?” Xiao Yang was never interested in such shows and couldn’t help but criticize them.