Translator: Barnnn “Magic University? What about it?” As the chatter of the women’s gathering subsided, amidst Lylia’s admonitions directed at Giorno, Itsuki, sitting in a corner of the Adventurers’ Guild with Tifa, sipped her tea and tilted her head.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The battle continued. Zhou Hai, Pang Dahai, the Great Elder and the Seventh-Order body-tempering cultivator were just barely fighting Niu Meng to a standstill. The rest of them had spread out so they could attack Niu Meng with their spells and flying weapons from multiple directions as well.
Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin Looking at the countless Humans and even Mutant Beasts rushing straight towards the Willow Leaves, Yu Zi Yu’s lips curled up slightly, drawing a subtle arc.
Translator: Fate Translation Checker: Silavin The resurfacing of the demoness in red in the Upper Realm took everyone by surprise. After the battle in the Divine City back then, the Demoness vanished without leaving any tracks behind.
Translator: StarReader Editor: Elitecoder Zhuo Fan and Gu Santong smiled. While the first let out an azure flame on his forehead, the latter had an eerie reddish glow.
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Silavin & PewPewLaserGun Editor: Richard Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain The atmosphere was harmonious and everyone seemed to be getting along. Qiu Yi Meng looked around and found that eight of the younger cultivators had wrapped white cloth around their hands, giving them a somewhat ghastly appeared, and quickly realized that these people should be the disciples from Ghost King Valley.
