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"Dignified and elegant, it suits the identity of Mrs. Gong very well." The voice was devoid of any emotion, yet her heart was surging with tumultuous waves.

"Before I can completely control this thing, I have no desire to test the law with my own body, even if it is only the remnant of a relationship with him that carries such heavy ambiguity!" Chu Feng thought to himself, deciding that before completely mastering the Perfect Blood, it was best not to touch uncontrollable things like the toad demon.

Zhang Tianyu was unaware that the bearded man had already been slain, so the moment he regained consciousness, he leaped straight out of the tripod.

While dishing out the rice, Qiao Yang chattered on and on about a myriad of things, completely oblivious to Bo Yuhan's gaze.

"Continue!" Fu Yi immediately shouted in a booming voice. The two streams of fire merged once more, transforming into an arrow of crimson flame that shot straight toward the Demonic Wolf King.

Qi Xiaoai was someone who had been through it all, and naturally understood that this was the prime moment for Huo Shengzhi to ingratiate himself.

Fate! Chen Jin explained to Molan, because even he had not anticipated that Ao Jin would actually seal his son's divine soul within his dragon bead, nor had he expected that he would abandon everything simply to exchange it for his son's rebirth.

Individuals like Liu Xiaoxi, Zhao Xin, and Lin Li could at best be considered staff members, attending purely in the capacity of "audience members."

All of this demonstrated the Old Madam's shrewdness and vision. Her sudden intervention in Han Ji's affairs was by no means a mere whim.

Having finished packing up their belongings, the two left the apartment and headed to the club to wait for the bus to the stadium. Outside the main gates, players could already be seen waiting in twos and threes to board.

Zheng Weimin was fretting over the lack of sufficient drinking glasses when Xu Lin chuckled and, as if performing a magic trick, produced several exquisite crystal glasses from her bag.

She silently pondered, tracing the shift back to around the time Han Ji returned from hunting in the imperial palace. Upon hearing that Han Ji might have developed a fondness for Shen Yan, she began to lose her composure.

Yan Feng searched his memory diligently. He had indeed met all the Guardian Kings of the Cauldron Heaven Sect, but only once. It took a considerable amount of effort to dredge up the recollection, and only after a long while did he manage to dredge up a faint impression.

The power of the two heavenly thunders intertwined and collided within the tribulation clouds until, ultimately, the two bolts of black heavenly thunder canceled each other out and dissipated into the empty air.

The myriad facets of secular life were displayed in full view within this great eastern Yi city founded on commerce. Seated inside his carriage and gazing out at the streets, Fan Xian was astonished to discover that there was virtually no commodity that could not be found within the city walls. He could not help but praise it in secret; amid such bustling prosperity, which traveler from afar could resist opening their purse wide?

"You have the nerve to lecture us? Why don't you take a look in the mirror? If you were even half as handsome as Your Highness, I'd lower my head and plead guilty to him." Li Yun spoke with his nostrils flared, blowing air aggressively while looking up at the sky, the collar of his shirt revealing ribs that made him look like an African refugee who had come to the Tang Dynasty to make a living.

The moment they caught sight of these two men, Li Feng and Qiao Dayuan paused in unison, a solemn look flashing simultaneously in their eyes.

Consequently, he began to search the realm for strategists. Although he secured the assistance of Pang Tong, known as "The Fledgling Phoenix," he still felt somewhat inadequate in spirit and strength. Thus, he traveled once more to Nanyang in search of the Sleeping Dragon先生, who bore a reputation on par with "The Fledgling Phoenix." Yet, after visiting his threshold twice, he failed even to catch a glimpse of the man's face, leaving him feeling somewhat disheartened.

In his fury, the Second Prince actually broke free from the two men, scrambled back to his feet, and slowly drew his battle sword.

The obsequious fellow standing behind him, who looked every bit like a sycophantic lackey, leaned close to the haughty and arrogant Shangshan Zhende and whispered a reminder.

If Gongsun Zan were introduced into Yanzhou after defeating Cao Cao, that would amount to a complete self-condemnation.

Even by releasing the spiritual energy within his body to boost his speed, he still found himself utterly incapable of matching his opponent's pace, destined to fall far behind in mobility.

As the words fell, Mo Tianqing raised his head and cast a faint glance at Su Chen, his demeanor as though Su Chen were already his prey.

West of Wu County lay an estate, secluded in location and serene in environment, with the two characters "Lu Residence" inscribed upon its grand gates.

As I collapsed, I happened to catch sight of Wang Lei launching a sneak attack from the darkness, wanting to warn Qi Qi, but alas, my mouth refused to open.

The wind-attribute mages who had escaped attack continued unyieldingly to unleash wind blades, as though this were the only trick they were capable of performing.

"Fengxiao, Zilong has a vital purpose! Set out at once to meet him and instruct him to proceed directly to Yizhou. As for what to say and how to act, I leave that entirely in your hands, provided your identity is not compromised!" Cao Cao commanded.

The Dream Demon floated above the stage. By now, the Thunder Wave and Will-o'-the-Wisp had vanished entirely, replaced by two massive bird-like spirits hovering beneath it, beating their gigantic wings.

As Li Li watched the black thread continuously twisting and writhing in the void, a cold flash crossed his eyes. With a single thought, a ball of searing flames materialized and instantly engulfed the black thread.

At that moment, a flustered Gongsun Jinhua waved her hands repeatedly at the cold-faced Zhai Yi, utterly unable to accept that the sweet dream she had harbored for so long had shattered for no apparent reason, leaving her only with the retreating back of the man and the harsh voices of the estate guards escorting them out.

As the spoils of war belonging to disciples of various sects were announced aloud, each revelation sparked a wave of uproar, with fiery gazes locked upon those individuals.

"Oh, your own business!" Jiang Xue finally set her mind at ease, her gaze lingering around Yang Jingren's eyes for a few rounds before she could not help but chuckle.

People here could cultivate using immortal crystals, whereas in the Yuntian Realm, countless individuals were forced to rely on inferior spiritual jades for cultivation—the gap was simply too vast.