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The expressions of Li Si and Zhao Gao turned somewhat grim. In their wildest dreams, they never expected that in a mere three days, Fusu would capture Li You alive and conquer Shangdang.

However, among the hundreds of millions of living beings in Qingzhou, cultivators accounted for a much smaller proportion than ordinary mortals, making them less than one in a hundred.

Coupled with using potential-consuming martial arts secret techniques to fight against human-controlled bots that didn't know how to cast skills and could only perform basic attacks.

Hearing this, Lin Li had a lingering sense of familiarity; weren't these Sun Wukong's classic lines? Watching Howard as he charged toward the Crystal Dragon Rhinoceros, Lin Li pushed these thoughts aside, intending to see how Howard would deal with this beast.

Because Mo Yixue had returned safely, Emperor Li decided to hold a banquet for her and intended to bestow further titles upon her.

Kimura Hiroshi was certain and positive that the rumors smearing him last time were orchestrated by Masahiko Kondo and the Johnny & Associates behind him. However, these fellows operated with extreme secrecy, and up to now, Burning Productions had not uncovered any reliable clues.

"I do not see your sincerity, nor do I care whether you live comfortably or not," Mo Yingge said expressionlessly.

The new single was scheduled to go on sale on January 26th. Following the agency's arrangements, Kimura Hiroshi began his promotional activities, with the first television appearance being the wildly popular *The Best Ten*.

As for Shiraishi Chiyo's score, it was shockingly ranked first in the entire country; if she wished, what university couldn't she attend?

"Young Master Lin, take the opportunity and leave first!" With that, she rapidly formed several stone walls, but with too many enemies, it proved largely ineffective.

The Soul Lich pondered: he couldn't possibly keep these skeleton soldiers by his side at all times. If he did, they wouldn't be able to keep up with his pace; yet if he sent them to the battlefield and they perished, his own strength would diminish.

The calming incense cleared two heart meridians, the qi-tonifying incense cleared two lung meridians, and now he was focusing on the two kidney meridians, utilizing the warm-sun incense to further excavate his potential.

They had to wipe it clean, because they would never let anyone else know that Ringer could establish a passage to the Heroic Continent.

After all things revived, news that the Jiusi Tribe possessed table salt gradually spread, and an increasing number of tribes came to trade for it. Before winter, transactions were mainly based on grain, but since spring grain was relatively scarce, those who got wind of the news knew to bring ore for trade. Some large tribes even brought gold, silver, and jewels as exchange goods.

Sitting indoors on a daybed near the window was a man of about forty-six or forty-seven, wearing a very old grey cloth robe. With a kind-looking yet vigorous and athletic demeanor, he leaned against the edge of the bed, propping his chin in his hand as he gazed out the window.

Huang Jiulang thought things were going south and tried to escape, but he was already struck on the shoulder by Shi Hui's palm. His demonic energy rapidly receded, revealing his true form as a yellow-furred fox. Disregarding his lover He Zixiao entirely, the fox clamped the medicine packet in its teeth and leaped away.

During a battle with the fierce Southern Tang general Huangfuhui, facing an enemy force of 150,000, he showed no fear whatsoever. He charged straight into the Southern Tang formation, wounded Huangfuhui, and captured Yao Feng alive. Truly, supreme skill breeds audacity; he plunged straight into the dragon's lair without a shred of fear.

The narrator in his eyes was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth with a tall, upright stature and slender limbs. He likewise had short black hair and light blue eyes, but possessed deep, striking facial features that instantly captivated the observer.

Another middle-aged man also chuckled and said that his son was twenty years old this year as well, though he wasn't nearly as accomplished as this Zhou Zehai. However, compared to Zhou Zehai's almost cheat-like life, his son was just an utterly ordinary person.

Displayed before the numerous martial artists of the pugilistic world to prove that she was indeed the rightful holder of this Heavenly Cloud Token.

It turned out that upon reaching a certain time, the patrol emissary would go to the underworld to undergo a trial and be taught a series of cultivation techniques.

"Yes, I am Qin Feng." Since the other party had recognized him, there was no need for him to feign denial.

"Alrighty then, our wish has been fulfilled. You're a kid with a bright future, hurry up and send us down; we also want to experience life in the new era!" That burly man patted Qin Feng on the shoulder. Qin Feng felt his palm was broad and warm, unlike the chilly aura characteristic of other ghosts.

Refusing to believe this superstition, Qin Feng directly opened the cabin door and jumped out. A powerful wave of weightlessness struck him, and Qin Feng felt as though his heart had emptied out, beating violently the entire time.

The black threads floating around his body finally succeeded in connecting with the massive flesh cocoon. At this moment, the gigantic heartbeat abruptly stopped, while the sky grew increasingly oppressive and heavy.

Silence. The surroundings fell deathly still, and everyone stared fixedly at Yueying, unaware of what she would do next.

The reason why Miyairi Hikaru discovered them was because he regularly dispatched drones for patrols every day, and Zhao Wuji's troop was discovered in this manner.

Shop Assistant Wang coughed twice—partly to remind the grieving Guimu, and partly to clear his throat so he could speak.

Liao Xi thus returned to his estate. After a night of romantic indulgence, the following morning, Liao Xi looked at his wife. Although he knew that his current life was indeed exceptionally comfortable, Liao Xi was well aware that he could by no means afford to relax just yet; he still had numerous matters to resolve.

Their outlook on life, worldview, and values were all vastly different, even completely diametrically opposed.

He squeezed, and squeezed again... It still stood resilient and erect in his palm, proudly and arrogantly flaunting its unplucked tenderness.

...Media outlets of all sorts pushed Wang Yun to unprecedented heights! Their motives varied: some sought to build momentum for Wang Yun and Spider-Man, essentially serving as advertisements. Yet other media outlets harbored entirely different agendas! As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall.