Chapter 84 - Time to Work Hard (1/2)
Chapter 84: Time to Work Hard
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The on in an ink wash painting, austere and reverent
Fang Lang cli party at Changan’s gates, the s were both present
It felt like he washis ancestors, for some reason
The rain continued to fall on the city of Changan, like a delicate scene in an artist’swas excited Finally, he couldwas his et more rewards before the final section of the Irade before the test started
All the partners were gathered in Changan and Fang Lang was incredibly pleased
It was the golden opportunity to milk for rewards!
A sparkle shone in his eyes and his s
Ni Wen and Liu Bubai disembarked Ni Wen was tih He glanced at the veiled Jiang Linglong and sain”
Liu Bubai re of Swords
Chao Xiaojian and Wen Ting soon appeared
Wen Ting startled when he saw the e roof He quickly nodded and said, “It’s been a long time”
The refined features on Pei Liao’s face—the envy of both men and women—barelyLang
“You’re the one who drew the Bloonetic voice echoed
Fang Lang found the man to be extremely cool—coolness seemed to naturally radiate off hi Code was meant for you?”
The question was asked tentatively but Pei Liao could s
Before Fang Lang could speak, Wen Ting strode up to Pei Liao and tried to hug the man
“Old Pei, can we step aside for a second?”
Pei Liao raised a well-sculpted eyebrow and pressed the leather scabbard into Wen Ting’s chest Wen Ting ed the object and looped an arm around Pei Liao’s shoulders
Pei Liao’s pupils constricted i! Get your dirty hands off ant horse carriage was rowdy
The carriage wheels waded through the ankle-high waters,sound with each rotation
Throughout the journey, Fang Lang was busy dissecting the art of sword long entertained him
Her eyes turned into half crescents as she listened to Fang Lang’s question about sword techniques—to be honest, the discussion benefitted her too The overlapping sounds of rain and Fang Lang’s voice filled her with a sense of satisfaction
‘Ding! The host has engaged in long Passive ability triggered Your reward is Spell: Frost Bow (Spell Mastery Specialty)’
Aful interaction!
Old Jiang was truly a great partner
Fang Lang was incredibly happy
Jiang Linglong led Fang Lang, Ni Wen and Liu Bubai into the Martial Arts King Manor Wen Ting too was staying in the Martial Arts King Manor After all, the real estate spanned a vast area and room availability was not a question
Most ian inns, there was a risk of interference by others Although the third prince would not kill Fang Lang in Changan, there were
Within the Martial Arts King Manor, Fang Lang would also be shi+elded from the top 500 honor roll candidates Without the i would be ht was dark and Jiang Linglong returned to her own courtyard
Princess Pei shi+ hiked up her skirt and tiptoed over to Jiang Linglong The princess had an uht? I hear he’s staying with us Can I pay him a visit?
“A person who can write such impressive poetry, let mother see if he is as cavalier as your father”
Princess Pei shi+ had a burning curiosity She craned her neck and tried to catch a glilong’s lips pulled into a straight line She remained silent, hand on her umbrella
The smile on Princess Pei shi+’s face slowly vanished and her enthusiased her posture
“Ahh, this cold weather is givingto ently rubbed her teirl
Jiang Linglong rolled her eyes but said nothing
…
In one of the courtyards of the Martial Arts King Manor
The flaed on the bed and exhaled a breath of stale air
He rubbed his forehead The spiritual sense energy that ca Code was overwhel’s spell ave hi headache
The forceful absorption ated the new skill he obtained fro
‘The Frost Bow Spell will be incorporated through spiritual memory and mental memory The ins and outs of the technique will be revealed to the host Happy cultivating!’
Infor’s mind
A unique scene played out in his head
…
Snow fluttered from the sky above
The teen stood aers splayed When a snowflake touched his fingertip, he opened his eyes
The fingers moved and his spiritual sense was activated The snowflakes in the air were guided by aa bow in his hand
His spiritual sense was the bowstring while the snoas the bow
The teen held the bow in one hand as fingertips plucked the string With a draw, the snowflakes transformed into an ice arrow
He lifted the bow and fired
The snowflakes in the air were pierced in a consecutive fashi+on
Day after day, year after year
…
Fang Lang opened his eyes and found the candle had already burned past the halfway mark Molten wax spilled from the holder
The internalization of the spell soothed his expanded spiritual sense and he felt much better