Chapter 153: A Drinking Wager to Knock Out the Entire Gu Family

"Grand-uncle, please don't be angry."

Gu Bin glanced at the brother and sister with a seemingly indifferent look, then smiled to smooth things over. "Gu Lan and Gu Hui are full siblings who have been bickering since childhood. They mean no harm. Hearing them mention pigs and cabbages actually reminds me of a classic home-style dish from old Jinan: braised pork and vermicelli with cabbage."

"Braised pork and vermicelli with cabbage is delicious, I love it too..."

Lin Xiyu chimed in with tacit cooperation, offering enthusiastic support. "My maternal grandma—"

With a whip-like motion, followed by a crisp and resounding "Crack!", a heavy lash struck Shiro directly across the cheek.

Not only was he devoid of talent for cultivating internal energy, rendering him a廢人 (廢人), but his martial arts moves also lacked spiritual resonance. Even in hard qigong training, he was only capable of enduring hardship. Fortunately, hard qigong required the least amount of talent; as long as ninety-nine percent sweat was put in, one could score high. Yet, lacking that one percent of spiritual insight, he would never dream of breaking through to the Transformation Realm, let alone achieving the rank of a Level 6 Grandmaster.

Unfortunately, by the time he gave chase, that somewhat familiar figure had already slipped away into an alley.

After acquiring a school account, Qin Fen had also browsed some information regarding blessed grotto-heavens on the official school website.

Ultimately, this resulted in the title, bound and born alongside the fake "Lotus Pond," passively entering a secondary development state.

Had he not witnessed Lu Zheng's earlier display of skill, Black Mamba reckoned that even if he were to make a move personally, it would likely be very difficult to subdue Lu Zheng in a short time. Would he have bothered engaging in such idle chatter with Lu Zheng? He would have slapped Lu Zheng to death long ago.

"Definitely not. My younger brother has all sorts of flaws, but ever since our father passed away, it has just been the two of us depending on each other in this world. My brother still obeys my words implicitly. I told him not to go out, so he will absolutely not go out," Xu Zhen'er said with absolute certainty.

Jade Snow, Wang Zhenyi, and the geniuses who had lit eight ancient lamps defeated their opponents with lightning speed, then awaited Tianyu's match. Although they understood that this round would be a crushing defeat, they still couldn't help wanting to watch.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Xiangcao emerged from the morgue, intending to inform Zhao Jiuzhong that she needed to rush back.

Only by becoming strong enough yourself can you protect the people you wish to protect, ensuring that you will never again stand helplessly as they die before your eyes for nothing.

He simply hadn't expected that the Buzhou Mountain mystic realm was actually concealed within the Kunlun mystic realm. Dian Feng had originally intended to wait for Buzhou Mountain to reveal itself, just as Kunlun had done.

The soundproofing of the Chief's office was naturally quite good, and Bude had already given strict orders beforehand, so no one barged in. However, the three people inside the room—including ABM, who had already witnessed it once—were so frightened by Bude's appearance that they were left speechless.

Without waiting for him to make any reaction, I immediately captured his mind with soul-absorbing techniques. Knowing his slippery nature, if I questioned him as usual, I certainly wouldn't get any straight answers. I didn't want to waste time and wanted to find out his origins immediately.

If Huanhai were to die, they would truly be safe. Even if they had to take responsibility, they wouldn't have to bear the primary blame.

Hu Feiyang was absent, and Xiang Gangtian did not understand how Jiang Lin had managed this, but from this moment on, his identity as the chieftain of the Eight Banners could finally be cemented.

Temporarily shaking off the pursuit of the two elders of Qinggu, Luo Hao traveled at full speed, and without spending too much time, he reached the ruins mentioned by Colorful Fairy.

Mo Yixi watched quietly from the side with a blank expression. Once he knew what kind of sword this was, he became even more convinced that the blade could not be pulled out so easily.

Before they could even react, an arrow struck Baozi squarely on the head, sending his health points plummeting by a full five percent.

Not only did the leading young man possess formidable strength, but even one of his subordinates was this formidable! Did this not imply that the young man was very likely an ancient martial artist, and one whose cultivation realm was no lower than his own?