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His hand paused in mid-air, his voice sharp with heartfelt distress. An Nuan felt a stinging pain in her eyes, as if sand had blown into them, and an unexpected surge of emotion swelled in her chest, leaving her feeling deeply unsettled. She tried her best to remain composed, but her voice trembled—a tremor she could hear herself, and one that Lu Chengxi, standing right beside her, could certainly detect.

I gritted my teeth, rushed over to pick up the jade ruler from the ground, and approached the blood corpse.

Following her movements, another wave of fragrant air drifted by. She lowered her head to gaze at Mo Yichen, her hand resting lightly on him, sliding softly in an intimate gesture. Her long hair cascaded down, swaying in front of him, drawing the eye, while her body pressed lightly against his, rubbing gently in a way that invited temptation.

Another roar erupted, sounding like a clap of thunder. I did not retreat or dodge; instead, I poured all my demonic power into my tailbone, or allowed it to cloak my surface.

Jiang Muchen could hardly believe that Leng Yunxin, whom he had known for over twenty years, would deceive him. She knew his temper well—he hated those who lied to him above all else.

Before Lu Tianming could react, the spatial passage suddenly shattered. He felt as if countless invisible blades were slicing across his body, causing excruciating pain. Even with his cultivation at the late stage of the Heaven Realm, he found it unbearable; he groaned, and the world spun violently around him.

Leng Yunxin was displeased, and as she gained a deeper understanding of Fan Xiaoxi, her hatred for her grew even more intense.

If not for a top-tier expert like Song Shiyi, assassinating Long Piao in a sneak attack would have been no easy feat.

When that hand touched a human body, it triggered an instantaneous molecular breakdown. The blood repelled the muscles, the muscles repelled the bones, and everything turned to powder before scattering in an instant. This was why Guo Peiyu had lost his arm, and why Guo Xiaotian had died without shedding a single drop of blood.

However, Lei Yu had once studied the methods of pulse-finders, and mastering various formation patterns was a foundational course—a necessary path—for any pulse-finder, so he possessed some knowledge of these things.

Ye Luoshi could do nothing at this moment. Simply resisting the energy hurricane was exhausting enough; all he could do now was pray that Liu Yi would successfully survive this tribulation.

As Lu Yu approached the crystal, the token flashed slightly, opening a gap in the barrier. Before Lu Yu could fly out, he saw a black shadow lunging toward him.

***

The first thing to understand was how Yan Le had died and why he had been hidden inside the tree trunk.

Zhuang Yu’s willing submission to Qin Lie was not out of true loyalty, but out of concern for the future of the Yuanlian Realm. If things were to collapse like this, the outcome would be truly unpredictable.

A flash of joy appeared in the giant tortoise's eyes. Subconsciously, it wanted to retract its neck, but considering Qi Yu was on its head and mindful of his speed, it suppressed the urge. Then, it heard Qi Yu speak.

It wasn't that they truly believed the fortune-teller’s words; it was just that the ramblings of a madman were, regardless of the truth, utterly repulsive.

In the eyes of the government and the imperial court, Yin Tianye was like an outlaw vanguard, a sinner beyond redemption whom even the Emperor could not pardon. I, a bounty hunter, refuse to believe that the common people have no way to seek justice against officials.

Leng Jiang then recounted the day’s battle and the events that transpired in the great hall in complete detail.

At this, Yin Yufeng hesitated. If this was truly a scheme by Liu Zhi, combined with the "Six Disrespects" and "Old Impertinence," along with numerous martial arts masters and Li Kongkong’s mechanisms, would this fortress really be impossible to recapture?

A wave of heat radiated outward, even more intense than the one previously unleashed by Deng Qiming.

Seeing this, a strange premonition welled up in Ye Yun’s heart. Perhaps this secret, guarded so desperately, was related to Yan Yurou’s identity.

Back in the hospital room, Wang Jin boredly watched the news. It was all about how China was developing and progressing rapidly. Wang Jin didn't have much of an opinion on this; a strong motherland was a good thing.

"Does that mean I have a chance?" Sun Jincheng pointed to himself. His old superior still had some influence; if he could put in a good word, perhaps there might be a turn of events.

These sales clerks had told their families about the impossibly beautiful girl they had seen the day before. When they came to work today, they couldn't stop discussing her with their colleagues. Seeing her again now, they felt pleasantly surprised, enjoying the aesthetic pleasure once more.

Song Ziyi had also worked incredibly hard—from scholar to provincial graduate, to metropolitan graduate—eventually standing out among the thousands of candidates who traveled to the capital to become the runner-up in the imperial examinations. Later, he served as an official in the capital, married, and had children. Though the journey required much sacrifice, the rewards were plentiful.

***

Understanding Shu Ziyue’s temperament, Nangong Cheng did not try to persuade her to give up the competition; he simply raised his hand slightly and spoke in a low voice.

In truth, the reason they had managed to hold on until now was because of the fat cat. The cat had given them a significant amount of energy, saving them, which was why they respected it so deeply.

At this moment, he kept one eye open and one closed, choosing not to quibble with them, waiting until they revealed their true colors before he fully laid his cards on the table.

Zhang Le had failed to take home the award for Best Original Song, but he steadily secured the award for Best Film Score immediately afterward.

"Tony is repairing the engines, and Dr. Banner is fighting Thor below!" When mentioning Dr. Banner, Nick Fury’s expression appeared somewhat anxious.

The princesses felt the red envelopes and sensed several gold pieces inside. They all beamed with joy, praising Zhao Zixuan for being sensible, and generously stepped aside to clear the path.

About sixty years later, the Demon God Sect entered the Void Shadow Divine Palace and unlocked the treasure of that ancient master.

Inside the space, the Master of the Demon Heart Society felt everything around him shattering. His body began to be torn apart under this terrifying force. The layer of ice on his skin struggled to resist, and his hands tried desperately to cast spells in defense, but he still couldn't hold out.

Therefore, if Wang Haoqing had known that this matter would eventually escalate to this point, he would likely have immediately and honestly explained the origins and consequences to Li Yi, or simply not let him get involved in the matter at all.

Fujie nodded. Seeing Zheng Chen turn and leave without hesitation, she was not surprised at all. This body was intended as a consumable anyway; their separation was only temporary. Once the other party’s attention was fully focused here and Zheng Chen had completely departed, she would simply abandon this body.

It might have been possible to deceive Yang Xuantong, but it was not necessarily possible to deceive Ye Xin, and even harder to deceive the naturally suspicious Ghost Thirteen. Ye Xin knew this, and Yu Dao should have understood it as well.