Si’er, save me...

After all, he belonged to that kind of person who occupies a latrine without taking a dump; he refused to request a custom unit for himself, yet his procrastination kept other people's custom units from being manufactured on time.

"..." The middle-aged man looked silently at the guarding Stoke soldiers, then shook his head helplessly.

"Master, with this piece of purple-gold, I will definitely be able to reach your current height, or even surpass it. By then, I will have the ability to protect you, and I can also slightly alter the shape of my body, so I'll never have to hide in that gloomy different-dimension space again."

Although Lin Feng possessed methods to neutralize the power of that mighty being much like that living creature did, this was within the True Demon Sect, and he could not afford to act so recklessly.

The Voice of Nanjing was broadcasting Stalin's declaration of war, which had already been translated into Chinese.

Master Cangwu gathered his qi into his Dantian. Feeling the immense pressure transmitting through his right arm, he let out a furious roar, unleashing a violent surge of magical energy through his right hand.

Meanwhile, Lin Mu gently released the wild grass in his hand, letting it shatter into pieces in mid-air.

Things that Lin Mu knew were completely unknown to Erza. It was obvious that Arthur had not told her—which in itself was no big deal, but in the eyes of Ultear, it took on a rather peculiar meaning.

"My name is Lin Mu! I am here to settle accounts with the people of the Xuanyuan Sect," Lin Mu also said calmly.

Ixia shook her head hastily, but regardless of her reaction, the green-haired teacher simply looked at her with tear-filled eyes.

After Li Lan exchanged a few words with the security guard at the entrance, the captain of the guards gave Chen Yu and his companion a surprised look, then walked toward them with evident reluctance.

The anger burning in his chest was primed to explode, much like a dormant volcano of a century finally about to erupt with magma; some people were destined to suffer for it.

He lashed out with a kick, but Ning Fei agilely leaped aside, instantly darting far away. "Mother, look at Dad!" he complained discontentedly.

This was the first time Feng Lingwan had ever heard about the grievances between the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Ghost Poison Sect. She only knew that the Heavenly Demon Palace had murdered her father, having no inkling of the multitude of untold secrets hidden beneath the surface.

Behind him, Song Chengxi shook his head. Matters like this required one to come to terms with oneself; outsiders truly could not offer much help. Besides, Fang Xing was right—with the great victory in Mobei this year, the Emperor was overjoyed and had graciously ordered an extra imperial examination, an opportunity he simply could not afford to miss.

"Sister, why are you back? Aren't you supposed to be in class?" Seeing Chen Jia, Chen Yu asked with a hint of puzzlement.

If she had believed this to be a muddled dream a month ago, then today, a month later, she had no choice but to accept this reality.

With a loud crash, two men in police uniforms walked into the interrogation room. One of them held a black rod-like object, presumably a stun baton of sorts, while the other gripped a short, pitch-black item.

"The city of Diyang has fallen, and the entirety of Diyang now belongs to Northern Tang. These princesses and princes of a conquered nation are nothing more than assets of Northern Tang, and naturally they must be taken back to be sold as slaves. Those with decent looks can even be sold into brothels or performance troupes—wouldn't it be a waste to kill them?" said another man.

A crooked smile played on the corners of Yi Ping's mouth. Shifting his body sideways, he swaggered out toward the school gate. Ha! A defeated general dares to show off in front of your daddy?

"Hmph, you're begging me?" Although Zhang Hanming spoke with a haughty tone, his heart felt incomparably thrilled. He never expected this trick to actually bluff the fierce ghost.

For this mission, slaying a Heavenly God required the God's corpse as proof. Slaying a Heavenly Dao Immortal King required their weapon as proof, and the Blade God Guards would later verify it with the Lai Marsh.

"Whether we can rescue people by opening this door depends entirely on you. Take this pill first and recover as much as you can," Dong Mingyue said to me. Daoist pills, even the most basic Bigu pills, were extremely rare. The pill Dong Mingyue produced was meant for reinforcing one's foundation and healing injuries, making it even more precious.

Third, we are still trapped within the ancient tomb. If we want to get out, we first have to counter-mine a盗洞 (盜洞 - grave robber tunnel), which is also hard physical labor and will take a considerable amount of time.

Having spent so much time in Australian casinos, Tang Yun had long since forgotten how to swim; forget swimming, she hadn't even laid eyes on a river, and was most accustomed to nothing more than sewers. Seeing a swimming pool today, words couldn't possibly describe how eager she was to swim.

The Master of Heaven (Tongtian Jiaozhu) recognized the terrifying power of the robot and dared not be negligent, drawing out the supreme treasure of the Jie Sect—the Primordial Golden Dipper—and hurling it toward the robot.

Upon hearing Mo Yu's words, A-Ying immediately came to his side. She glanced over the stone wall and turned back to say to Mo Yu, "I didn't find anything useful here."

A sound akin to an ancient Qi flute drifted out faintly. Amidst the raging thunder, this subtle sound persisted unceasingly, making Zhang Hanming feel all the more strange and sending a creep of goosebumps through his heart.

Within the Martial God Domain, Saint Yulin, who was closest to Xu Feiyang, saw this token and felt a flash of unprecedented solemnity in his eyes.

I rolled my eyes, feeling somewhat defeated by this fellow Lin Yunong. What could I possibly say? I could only feel truly and helplessly resigned.