27. Braised Eggplant over Rice

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If her face had not still retained a trace of childishness, Yi Tian might even have mistaken her for a young woman of seventeen or eighteen.

Amid that silence, the violent storm and the bloodstained corpses also slowly faded from sight.

Nan Huan did not understand this. She was utterly serious in her attitude. Whenever something concerned her, she would do it as perfectly as possible, and afterward continue to treat it with the same earnestness.

At last, their fighting spirit was stirred. They had no choice but to fight. Since death awaited them either way, they might as well risk everything—perhaps they could still find a chance to survive. At that moment, they began regretting the selfishness they had shown at the start.

Lan Jixuan seemed to have returned to his former self. He walked toward the Black Stone with steady steps, as though the Lan Jixuan who had shed tears moments ago had merely been an illusion.

“They’re here.” Nan Huan acted as though she knew nothing, because she understood how anxious they all were about this matter. Yet on the surface, she remained as calm as ever. Her gaze fell upon Ye Zhinan.

He had left the crippled, noisy tin man with the goblin miners for their use. He intended to build another machine with the same function; perhaps he could even dig out a mine at school.

As long as Cheng Hai did not suffer an injury and retire, given his scoring efficiency and rate of improvement, the European Golden Boot, the Champions League Golden Boot, and all the other honors would probably have nothing to do with anyone else in the future.

For the person one loved, it was best to place every beautiful food before her. Otherwise, one might feel somewhat unworthy of her. It was also because she deserved to possess all those beautiful things.

But it was too late. Dozens of meters lay between them and Sladar, and the immense body of a dragon stood between them as well. With such an obstruction, no one could stop a demigod from striking.

The moment they entered the courtyard, they saw Cheng Yan being chased and beaten by Mr. Cheng. Mrs. Cheng shielded Cheng Yan while trying to hold Mr. Cheng back, pleading for mercy all the while.

Like a grim reaper emerging from an endless abyss, Lu Qingshuang radiated an icy chill. The right half of her body exuded an inexhaustible, bone-deep cold.

“Judging from its size and imposing presence, it should possess the royal bloodline of the Thunder Lizard lineage—the Rolling-Thunder Colossus.” Ye Chen voiced his guess. After a moment, Yin Junnian finally spoke, but the information in his words was clearly more precise.

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With a wave of his hand, two streams of spiritual energy swept over and carried away the Five-Spirit Stones from Shangguan Jueming and Ding Changchun’s hands. After a few breaths, the two alchemists, having completed a rough examination, cried out excitedly.

This bottomless abyss was nothing like the so-called “Supreme God.” It was vicious toward reincarnators, cultivating powerful individuals through a cruel method akin to raising poisonous creatures in a jar.

“Why not have the Winged King’s forces reinforce Tianjing? The Zeng dynasty is already in decline!” Li Xiucheng proposed.

The Cui family, by contrast, was a rising power. The reason they had managed to secure a place in the vast city of Beijing was that their hotel-management business had repeatedly appeared in the Wall Street Journal. Their novel and forward-thinking business philosophy had caused a sensation throughout Wall Street.

A chill entered Jun Tianzi’s eyes. He retreated two steps and flicked open the folding fan in his hand. With a clear clang, it blocked a sword thrust. Qiu Shuihan sprang forward, her long sword stabbing and sweeping in rapid succession. Dozens of sword strikes flashed through the air, their shadows like flying snow. Jun Tianzi retreated hastily, raising his open fan to block them as black lightning slowly stirred around his body.

He Zhixian also praised Yin Zhongtian’s ingenious scheme and lamented the hardships of his life. Unfortunately, like Xiao Yingying, he ultimately could not comprehend the mysteries of the Azure Heavens Rhapsody. He had read the sword manual as well, yet was equally bewildered.

When he saw the Stone Lotus burst forth and instantly transform into an enormous lotus, endlessly devouring the spiritual energy around it, Yun Mu was stunned for a moment before calling out in delight.

This meant that although he had crossed over and become Shinichi Kudo, and although the original Shinichi Kudo still existed, no unscientific connection had arisen between him and the original.

Shen Fei’s eye technique was not particularly sophisticated. He merely relied on the support of his powerful soul. If he had no guilty conscience, there was no reason for him to be this frightened.

Mingxia lowered her head and followed behind, listening to Zhu Yuanzhang forcefully maintain his dignity while speaking in such a humble manner. She struggled desperately to suppress her laughter.

Many members of the human race had been born after Xu Chen departed and therefore did not know him. After the Suiren Clan’s introduction, Yunxiao was the first to teach them the art of formations.

The Crimson Rose, now without the protection of its energy shield, was instantly blasted into a blazing fireball by the cannons of that insect-eyed fighter. Immediately afterward, the immense gravitational pull of Basser Star mercilessly dragged it into the atmosphere.

Kong Xuan’s expression remained indifferent. He glanced at his disciple, seemingly unconcerned in the slightest about his relationship with the Great Roc.

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Elsewhere, as she watched the scene before her, Ai Haibara could not help glancing at Fengyuan beside her.

If I had not possessed the protection of the Profound Yellow Divine Light, which guarded my soul, and if Xuanyuan had not shattered the Asura Path, transforming the Six Paths of Reincarnation into Five Paths, then I would probably not have been the one to control reincarnation. I would have been devoured by it instead.

At this point, Shen Fei laughed outright. He was genuinely looking forward to what would happen tomorrow.

He said in a low voice, “If you will not leave your braid behind, then leave your head behind instead. That is the rule here today.”

That was why she was even willing to threaten this man, determined to make him cooperate in bearing her child. After all, in her forty years of life, he was truly the most outstanding—and the most mysterious—man she had ever met.

Xu Xie drove out one leg, his body dipping slightly as he lunged forward. He raised his right elbow and viciously struck once more toward the side of Hua Cheng’s face.

He felt that there was indeed something between Yang Chen and himself that could not be crossed. Yet Duan Tianya was known as a genius—how could he possibly yield so easily?

“What are you looking at? Get lost!” Xia Changtian roared, his voice shaking the surrounding lands. Those who had come hoping to watch a spectacle were frightened into fleeing in panic.

Hearing the crisp sound of the door closing, Li Zixiao sat down on the sofa. “What does everyone think about Yang Shani’s situation?” After saying this, his gaze fell upon Zhuge Qianxue.

At that moment, a clamor erupted outside the door. Wu Kui knitted his brows tightly, killing intent surging from him as he raised his voice slightly. “Damn it, who’s making all that racket outside? Watch your head!” His agitation exposed the image of a crude, rough-handed man, and his naturally short temper finally exploded.

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