Volume One, Chapter 72: A Battle of Wits and Courage! Failing to Steal the Chicken, Losing the Rice Instead!

Instantly, Su Le and Master Sun walked over.

“Old master, is something the matter?” Sun Qi asked tentatively.

Su Le maintained a calm demeanor, accepting whatever came his way.

“Ah Le, come here for a moment!”

“There is indeed something I wish to ask you both,” the old master beckoned them over.

Su Le approached, puzzled, glancing at Lu Yaoyao beside him.

“Meilian, you speak,” the old master said, his gaze settling on his second daughter.

Jin Meilian looked intently at Su Le, then at Sun Qi.

“Master Sun, it’s like this—I’m quite curious, I want to know if you…”

“Hey! If you have any extra energy, give it to me instead!” Mitrada Di shouted abruptly from the terrace to all the warriors below. He was fluent in twenty-six languages, including Arabian.

“With both witness and evidence, what is left to doubt?” Cao Rufang looked at Shao Yi with some dissatisfaction.

The township chief was able to suppress a police station chief in two days, so why has it been two weeks and Xie township chief remains untouched?

That evening, several cable TV channels in the city broadcast advertisements for Sunshine Company’s new health drink, especially during prime time. The name ‘Sunshine Company’ itself evoked a sense of warmth and familiarity, and soon everyone remembered the word ‘Sunshine’.

Who could have expected that, after enduring the mocking comments for only a few minutes, the phone in the principal’s office rang? After the principal hung up, he delivered a shocking announcement: County Chief Xie would return tomorrow.

“I am already angry, and the price of my anger is your life!” Wang Xuan declared, raising his golden staff and charging at the Evil King without further ado.

After concluding their business, Liu Peng took Manager Dong to visit other fruit-growing villagers, signing contracts for this year’s peaches. Though their yields weren’t high, the villagers were delighted; with harvest approaching, their hearts brimmed with joy.

A blade shadow that could truly tear the world asunder smashed down toward Hua Cheng’s position.

Having lived in Sunshine Village for a month, Liu Kai and his companions gradually became part of the community. They exchanged greetings with the villagers, who often invited them into their homes. After a month of work, their hearts burned with enthusiasm.

“It must work—you have no choice. Let me ask again: will it work?” Xing Yulu looked at Li Zhiming with stern determination.

He pulled out the Soul Capturing Bell and, recklessly, hurled every blood-stained talisman at the ghost’s form.

In front of me, black flames pierced golden light, and through it, I could vaguely see several figures clad in golden armor descending from the sky. They did nothing but appear; their intimidating presence sent Ming Yan flying. As the black smoke dissipated, I slowly seemed to see the sun, so bright I could barely open my eyes.

Chen Tu once told me he only learned later that Lin Si’ai had come to plead for him on the night of Lin’s bankruptcy. Of course, I would rather trust Chen Tu than believe Li Qianqian’s baseless nonsense.

Were it not for this, Left Heaven Sect could have easily made a private arrangement with Fan Wuyu and put on a show.

It sounded like a highly limited ability, but at least for this game, it was a reliable restriction.

After waiting a short while, He Yanli, clad in yellow robes, walked over. Her bamboo hat was now removed, revealing her stunning beauty.

Since Tang Yuan had said two months later he would take over all the venues of the Western Harmony Association, the Green Gang had started making moves against them.

Though the disturbances in the Immortal Realm passage grew louder, results would not come quickly. Afterwards, Chen Yang and Su Zhen in black returned to the Jade Sea Turtle Palace to rest.

Dodging the second pillow Lin Meimei threw, he dove into the quilt, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace. Lin Meimei shrieked louder, kicking and punching, finally scratching Bai Yeqing’s face with her nails.

Whether demonic beasts or human experts, their primary targets for slaughter were always the powerful members of the Church of Light. Not a single Level Eleven angel remained, and fewer than a hundred Level Ten angels survived. In such circumstances, it was a miracle that Level Eleven Cardinal Jad was still alive.

Yet, at this moment, he could barely protect himself—the power of the radiance was overwhelming, and even with the Meridian Light Talisman, his body was injured.

But with the support of this unfathomably high-level energy, the essence of the Swordmaster World seemed invigorated, and the standard speed of time-space travel rose another notch.

Although Bai Ling’s pajamas covered more than her usual clothing, there was an indescribable allure that stirred my imagination; I silently praised her natural beauty.

Walking through the streets of Huangshi Town, people glanced at us three. I looked down and realized that my clothes were indeed shabby.

Elegant and tranquil elves; ferocious and towering giants—two utterly different races, yet both able to utilize the Fountain of Life. What irony.

Seeing her expression, on the verge of tears, I couldn’t refuse her request and invited her inside to talk.

If he let loose completely, a blow to the head would shatter skulls, a hit to the chest would pierce straight through, wherever he struck, there would only be destruction. How could these people possibly survive?

“The borderless land, not outside national boundaries, is where the human world and the beast world meet. The terrain is treacherous, wild beasts roam freely; it belongs to no one, a paradise for criminals, home to the continent’s most notorious crime syndicates!” Helian Nade immediately explained.

Adele’s eyes flashed with indifference, boundless golden light radiated from her, shining toward Caesar’s dark magic fist.