Chapter 134: Uh-oh

Two "crooked-stern" boats, tied stern to bow, drifted slowly down the winter waters of the Chishui River.

The riverbanks were flanked by steep, grayish-blue cliffs, while the mountains between were adorned with layers of vibrant foliage in rich shades of red, yellow, and green... Truly, as the saying goes, "travelling by boat amidst these, one feels as though moving through a painting."

Unfortunately, the people on board were in no mood to appreciate the scenery, keeping their eyes anxiously fixed on the perilous river surface.

For this stretch was none other than the Centipede Shoal, one of the "Mini Three Gorges" of the Chishui River, where the mountain ranges on both sides grew precipitous and winding, forming a...

Watching those two fellows, their tongues hanging out from sheer exhaustion yet not daring to stop, wailing in pain yet lacking the strength to even cry out.

He did not hold a bad impression of Sasori, or rather, before he had settled down and received any news of Itachi, the other had been of great help. At this moment, seeing this normally expressionless and poker-faced man march toward death just as impassively as the mask he wore on the outside, he simply could not remain calm.

Lou Qingyin was burning with shame; this man seemed born specifically to deal with her, deliberately making things difficult for her.

Everything had been meticulously arranged, only to fall apart at the final hurdle. Yike Xin helped her eldest sister-in-law back upstairs, while those downstairs could only retreat.

Le Bing looked at her battered companions, at Lan Zhichen who smiled gently at her, at Yu Rou who gazed at her with immense excitement, at the alluring and enchanting Zuo Rong, and at Yu Dong, who looked at her with unwavering trust, and so on.

At this very moment, Junka Hoshino recalled that their last meeting had been under very similar circumstances: climbing the stairs, then sitting down over tea to chat. She cast a complicated glance at the man seated before her, then lowered her gaze to look at the rising wisps of steam.

Yet this time, the arcane energy flashed briefly against the wall and vanished, leaving it once more without the slightest change. Eh? Sylvia let out a startled cry; this was the first time such a situation had occurred—well, strictly speaking, not the first time, as the exact same thing had happened back then when facing that bizarre tentacle of the Primordial Ancient God.

"Ding! Congratulations on acquiring a new Buddha statue, check it out on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Tablet," the system announced.

The possibility existed... Gaara had been reduced to such a miserable state, and Teacher Yubai was one of the primary culprits. Deep down, the much more matured youth refused to believe it; he told himself that further verification was needed.

Otherwise, they would likely look down even more upon students like them, who lacked both strength, influence, and vision.

"Brother Gu... Ah... Congratulations to Brother Gu on making further progress in your cultivation..." Huo Lianhua was somewhat awkward, and could only stare blankly at the ice arrow deeply embedded into the jade wall as he spoke.

"You two want to use my protection to grow up safely, and then go take your revenge, right?" Sima Youyue laid bare their thoughts.

There were quite a few students walking about here. Although many people knew that she and Lian Jie were a couple, being seen in this kind of scenario in broad daylight was never a good thing.

Chen Xingyu had to display even more profound and subtle techniques to completely overwhelm the opponent in this aspect.

For in this world, not everyone was a fool. How could some peerless powerhouses not study the martial meridians? It was simply that these matters were perhaps too vital, and thus inaccessible without reaching a certain standing.

"I wonder where Grandpa and the others are stationed," Sima Youyue murmured, looking out over the vast expanse of courtyards.

As for her body, it was unspeakable; her exposed legs were covered entirely in bruises. It felt as though Wan Meijiao had just subjected her to a torture rack and waterboarding with chili sauce before releasing her, but when I associated it with what Dong Lingling had done to that doll earlier, it really did feel much like being put through a torture rack.

Deep within the hazy expanse of the sea of consciousness, a diamond-shaped crystal radiating a gentle power was suspended in the air—this was Wang Yu's divine persona.

Yet Gaila flower did not struggle in the slightest, simply closing her eyes and adopting a posture of leaving herself entirely at his mercy.

I picked up the necklace and found that it had not turned to stone as it had the previous few times. Opening it, I discovered a rescue message: "Friend is calling for help, initiate transfer?" How could one abandon a friend in distress? Without the slightest hesitation, I tapped yes.