Volume One, Chapter 132: With the Song Concluded, Blooming Tower Once Again Created a Miracle!

Su Le’s singing was like a fresh breeze, penetrating every corner of the abandoned car factory. His song, "A Person Like Me," with its heartfelt yet slightly self-mocking lyrics, instantly struck a chord with everyone present. As the melody unfolded, the audience’s emotions rose and fell in harmony. Su Le’s clear, magnetic voice conveyed each line as if speaking directly to the hearts of all.

“A person as outstanding as me should have lived a brilliant life!”
“So why, after more than twenty years, am I still adrift in the sea of people?”

As this verse was sung, the crowd began to sway gently to the rhythm, some unable to restrain themselves any longer.

Xia Meiqing was asked to do charity work for half a year. Fearful that Bo Zhengrong might resent her and seek someone new, she behaved more obediently. As for Yu Yunfei, he was nowhere to be found, absent from Shen Mountain. Within this two-month period, she wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. Especially now, in this place that felt like the edge of the world, her reckless eagerness to approach him had reached its peak.

No longer recalling the resolute spirit she once held, Xue Qianhu now admired General Jian with deep reverence.

At this point, Ye Qianbei, who had been watching from the steps, finally turned and went inside.

Facing two hundred Dou Wang warriors before him, Chen Feng’s heart swelled with ambition. Without hesitation, he thought that the combined strength of these two hundred could, within days, topple a vast empire.

“Don’t come back on your own anymore, understand?” A-Tang placed the bag aside, speaking sternly to her.

Though reconnaissance skills weren’t directly related to combat, at times they proved even more crucial than fighting itself.

Yang Ze’s tall, imposing figure lay on the bed. Chu Zhang watched, yet it felt as if he was still looking at the younger brother who hadn’t matured but had already mastered a cold expression.

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Besides the essential main ingredients, everything else was mixed with roasted flour and honey. After all, in Zheng Wan, he truly saw many things he had never seen or tasted before. Perhaps the so-called blood test for kinship that everyone believed in was actually a myth?

This discovery filled Li Xiguang with surprise and joy. He could never have imagined that his two sons had already mastered such profound martial arts.

Later, Li Xuanguo gradually guided him to cultivate his wisdom. After returning home, inspired by Li Xuanguo, he resolved to pursue learning with single-minded dedication, aspiring to become a true master. By a stroke of fate, he was brought out of Qingqiu by an old friend of Li Xuanguo, which led to all the events that followed.

Only now did he incredulously notice a ring of solid, tangible energy surrounding Chu Chen’s “flesh” fists, radiating a terrifying aura that rippled ominously.

Outside, Qin Nuannuan descended the stairs, constantly greeted by psychics along the way.

But today, with her uncle’s return, she suddenly felt that she and her mother finally had a protector. The deep-seated unease that once dwelled in her heart vanished—it was this feeling of having a male head of household.

Qin Nuannuan nodded, deftly coordinating the fingers of both hands, and new windows opened on both sides of the bus.

Of course, these were matters for later. At least Lin Dong had no idea yet that a casual, unconscious gesture of his would one day escalate to such a degree.

After returning from Ziwei Garden, Hao Wendi calmly handled the household affairs without showing any sign of change. Yet, Cao, her attendant of over twenty years, noticed subtle shifts in Hao Wendi’s demeanor.

“I have no name. Old friends used to call me Niushi Man…” The spiritual voice carried a profound sadness, as if lamenting his own ill-fated destiny.

Wu Zhi smiled wryly. Earlier, he had merely been comforting her, not mentioning his own concerns about leaking secrets. Even if he truly sent her back, it might not be a good thing. How could Song Jiang trust that no one had harmed her these days?

Apart from the Demon Refining Cauldron, other treasures like the Four Seas Bottle, the Triangular Demon-Slaying Sword, and the Five-Ding Divine Axe paled in comparison to these four innate spiritual treasures.

“Uncle Wei, Qiang, I must hurry back!” Xiao Han said after finishing his call, urging Wei Jiaxin and Wei Qiang.

Upon hearing this, Ajiu fell silent, thinking it over. Recalling the detestable King Wei, he ground his teeth in fury.

You Tian originally planned to transfer some magical energy to Ye Xin, but at the thought of the treacherous World Spirit, he held back. The World Spirit’s energy was best left unused when possible. Otherwise, the interest alone would be enough to drive one mad.

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Exhaustion forced me to stop, but I wasn’t merely resting. My wave frequency remained at a powerful 90,000 hertz. I needed to continue absorbing magical energy from the dark space, as much of it had just transformed into golden Dou Qi.

The broad street was completely blocked by the crowd. Seeing the situation, no orders from Gao Honglian were needed; relevant staff promptly instructed the public security department to take measures to maintain order and manage traffic.

This was Zhao Zhengce’s money-making plan after a night of contemplation. Though simple, it was still feasible.

Zhao Zhengce knew well that those who passed the first national college entrance exam in ’77 had mostly risen to leadership positions, achieving much success, enjoying a time advantage over later university graduates.

“Didn’t we agree to further test You Tian’s magic? Why did you only test his martial arts and then send him to the magic competition? Isn’t that a bit rash?” Houston complained.

Aina was furious; a blood-colored halo burst forth from behind her, blasting the trees within hundreds of meters into splinters.

Inside the cave, RS-29 projected holographic images, with Annie explaining from Kunna Star to the Interstellar Alliance’s Samp Star, clarifying their interstellar relationships to ordinary people. When the robotic fatty projected a golden star, Annie paused, gently stroking the hologram.

When Zhang Li proposed to “drink first as a toast,” Lin Tao immediately thought something improper and couldn’t help but glance at her chest beneath the white blouse.

The Alexander Column stood unmistakably before him, as if proudly proclaiming the frantic retreat and flight of the French long ago.

Wang Jintian was so scared he took several steps back, stammering, “You… you…” unable to utter any more fierce words, fearing Lin Tao might really beat him to death in anger.

Just as Huang Shang’s face turned purple-blue, choking and thinking death was imminent, Wang Lang withdrew his gaze.

In the audience, after Qin Na’s furious scolding, she transformed into a purple shadow and instantly leapt onto the stage. Although she and Qin Yan often bickered, they were blood relatives. As his elder sister, she could not bear to see her brother bullied before her eyes.