Chapter 61: The Report

The fact that Grace had become a gene-fused individual was announced by General Snoopy in the First Military District that very day.
The moment the news spread, everyone's gaze toward Grace changed, filled with shock, jealousy, and envy.
From this moment on, many of them understood that the shackles binding Grace had been unlocked. Henceforth, as long as Grace did not take a misstep, his future would be limitless.
For a time, acquaintances—

After finishing dinner, Wang Shouye went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then walked into Chen Lu's bedroom draped in a bathrobe.
Although Fan Qiuying stepped in to stop it for the sake of their acquaintance, she was not about to swallow her anger and simply crossed her arms over her chest, ignoring the matter entirely.
It was a grand gathering where luxury cars, high-society socialites, and wealthy, handsome men congregated, yet the venue was chosen to be none other than a luxury cruise ship.
"Junior brothers and sisters, let us join forces to break the formation and slay this villain!" shouted the leading young man.
Though it sounded slow, in reality, these transformations were completed in the span of just over ten breaths.
Immediately, the charging speed of the Fire Cavalry vanguard was directly affected, beginning to slow down.
"Get lost!" Li Chengliang shoved the eunuchs back, glared fiercely at Li Chengdao, and swept his sleeves as he left in a huff.
Until evening, when Madame Li, Madame He, and the others returned, they were still busy and came over to pitch in.
Just as Qin Yiran reached out her hand, Mukai seized her slender wrist in a lock, pinned her to the ground, rendering her completely immobile no matter how she struggled.
"Alright then, watch closely." Zhu Wuyou pulled apart her cheeks with both hands, revealing a wry, crying-yet-smiling expression.
With a punch like a shattering battle-axe followed by a sweeping kick, the otherworldly creature desperately retreating at the very front instantly burst into a mist of blood and vanished.
Youli knew... Iron Ox was merely an ordinary person; no matter how strong he might be, he was simply no match for the Night God.
Before long, Red Boy arrived at Flaming Mountain, but by this time, Flaming Mountain had undergone a complete and drastic transformation. Although it still burned with undying flames, it was shattered and lay in absolute ruins.
Even a Profound-grade battle skill, lower by one tier, was an extraordinarily precious existence. Every time one appeared, it would be fiercely contested by major factions. Even the three great powers did not possess any Profound-grade battle skills.
"Since I am so famous and everyone calls me 'Tang Monk', I shall be called Tang Monk from now on." Tang Zeng decided to abandon his past-life name; from this moment on, he would truly integrate into the Journey to the West world and become the genuine Tang Monk.
Not only did he acquire a Blue Fire Sprite—which was already an immensely terrifying treasure—he also obtained two powerful Lightning Sprites?
Especially with several young members of the Lu family watching from behind, that feeling... actually seemed quite nice?
The old man put down the jade slip and stood up. At that moment, the formation roared to life, and countless strands of spiritual energy converged into terrifying shackles pressing down from above. Meanwhile, a towering, pillar-like mountain not far away erupted with dazzling light, its dreadful aura carrying crushing pressure as it instantly closed in.
At a time like this, even if most of his body were destroyed, even if only a single drop of blood—or even less—remained, he felt he could still revive.
What made it even more unbelievable to everyone was that when Guan Ming stopped playing, when he stood up, and when the background music began to play, everything flowed like moving clouds and flowing water, blending together seamlessly.
A sudden sentiment welled up in Fang Qiuying's heart. Through this scenery, he faintly comprehended the sword dao realm of purity and nature. Unfortunately, now was not a good time to practice swordsmanship; he had no sword in hand and still needed to track down those two fleeing monsters. Having truly no leisure to spare, he could only leave this insight for future contemplation.
Han Dong took a deep breath. Getting off to a good start was crucial. According to his memories of the future, he should have become a judge, but unexpectedly, he had now become an engineer of the human soul. Unawares, the wheel of his destiny had been nudged away from its original track.