Chapter 35: The humiliations of the past dissolved in this very moment.

Had it not been for the loss of his cultivation and the desperate need to find a secret manual to repair his dantian, Gao Fei would never have come to participate in the assessment. No matter how famous the Heavenly Sun Sect was, it held no appeal for him.

An Shishan listened with great excitement, thinking to herself, "Once I’m dead, if anyone dares to curse me before my corpse, I’ll rise from the dead and strangle them."

Even though Xu Tian was enigmatic and mysterious, having even been the first to ascend the Ancient Path to Emperorhood with a child in tow, those peerless powerhouses—arrogant and unwilling to submit to anyone—would certainly not bow to him easily.

"Cao Yue, are you unwilling to treat me?" Xu Fei asked, looking a bit pouty after they met that evening.

Rosemary had heard her grandfather mention his relationship with Old Mulden a few times. Moreover, the day after that phone call, her grandfather had left home to meet with Mulden to discuss matters; it was clear that this was a man with whom her grandfather had a profound connection.

"Phew, back at last." Zhao Hao sat in his swivel chair, looked at the familiar scene before him, and exhaled softly.

"It won't work," Gao Fei shook his head. "Li Xuande is a Celestial Immortal with a powerful soul. Given my strength, attempting to search his soul is impossible; I might even trigger a backlash." If he could have searched his soul, he would have done so long ago and wouldn't have waited until now.

The fall of the Rain King's Mansion shook the entire Imperial Capital. The Martial King's Mansion, in particular, had close ties to Shi Yi’s lineage, and they would certainly not let the matter rest.

Theresa put away her holster, gave Cole Satter a light pat on the chest, laughed and scolded him as a "fool," then turned and walked away.

"No! This is clearly your business; why are you coming to me?" a muffled voice came through.

That single drop of golden blood was the remnant essence of a Solar Golden Crow, containing immense power. Although ten thousand years had passed and much of its vital essence had dissipated, the remaining blood was still more than a cultivator at Zhen Yinjian's level could easily withstand.

Clearly, with the roads blocked by such heavy snow, it was basically impossible for them to haul the two carts, carrying nearly two tons of coal, back home. Even what they were carrying on their backs was difficult to transport; in fact, just walking back was no easy feat.

Therefore, when I swung that blade, I poured every ounce of strength I had gathered during my respite into that single strike.

Spending millions in spiritual bricks just to create this "Starry Sky" effect—this alone made Zhen Yinjian realize that the Ice Glass Divine Palace was naturally far wealthier than the East Flower Imperial Domain.

Shen Qi and his team entered a brief off-season starting the afternoon of July 3rd. They didn't know whether to stay or go home, so they could only wait.

"You are a smart man. Futile resistance will only leave you without even the chance for reincarnation. You’d better cooperate with me obediently; otherwise, you know very well what the outcome will be. How about it?" Long Fei blinked twice, as if to show agreement.

The only thing that hadn't changed much was the central office building. It had been renovated a few years ago, so there wasn't much to update, though several trucks were parked at the entrance, and many workers were moving desks, chairs, beds, and other furniture inside.

At this moment, Xiao Jie also felt a sense of despair. Although this incident might not deal a fatal blow to Lin Xiao, once a negative impact emerged—especially for a newcomer—it would be extremely difficult to clear his name later if he left a bad first impression on his fans.

It was fortunate that the cultivators in the venue possessed extraordinary self-control; otherwise, ordinary mortals would have long since been bleeding from their noses, unable to maintain their composure.

The various tasks at the Shen Qi Research Center were being carried out according to plan. Shen Qi was quite satisfied with the status quo. Whether he was at the center or not, it operated according to the systems he had established, which proved his management was effective.

With 135 million Ji banknotes provided as annual blood transfusions, the Queen Mother of the West could easily win over the matrilineal ancient Qiang tribes scattered deep in the ice plains. Reunited as a nation, they could use the entire country's strength to resist the Western Buddhists, or even, like the "Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp," merge into Buddhism through some form of compromise, thereby prolonging the "undying divinity" of the Queen Mother of the West.

"Big Brother, you know what this unit is like, don't you? If they can't hold the line, I'll execute them!" Ye Xianteng shouted over the phone.

With ironclad evidence emerging, public opinion was finally no longer being led by the nose by public intellectuals. The die-hard fans, who had previously been unable to fight back, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Shi's emotions were somewhat volatile, her eyes reddening. For an older sister to protect her younger brother was only natural; there was nothing wrong with that.

He still didn't know when he would break through the third level of Body Refining, and Song Hao desperately hoped to learn one or two powerful immortal techniques.

"Li, you really are useless!" Max looked at Li Qingyuan with contempt and put away a suspicious-looking package.

Although Yang Chuchu was furious, she lowered her voice and said angrily to Yang Lanlan in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Xue Guangdeng came to pay a visit. According to Duan Fei's guess, he had assumed the visit was related to the Five Sects Tournament, but who knew it would end up involving the Dan Ding Sect?

That human powerhouse, fearing that Xue Yi would burn the bridge after crossing it, acted pitifully along the way. Xue Yi’s heart softened, and once they reached the outside world, he let the human go.

His martial arts dream had been buried by his parents’ own hands, though he didn't want his son growing up and jumping off cliffs in search of miraculous encounters either.

After being hit, the old prime minister launched several more fatal attacks, which Long Zhanyan dodged and weaved through.

Therefore, the character "Huo" (Halberd) means using a weapon to protect the people and the land, implying the defense of the nation with arms. The full version of the halberd, inlaid with gemstone decorations, displayed a noble and graceful status; when combined with the "Fei" (Waste) volume of the Martial Scripture of Weapons, every swing carried the overbearing dominance of a king.

Just after that day, the Kansai and Jeonju regions quietly entered the rainy season.

He could not forget the ugly faces of those people who had stood by and watched or kicked his aunt when she was falsely accused and wronged.

Although terror appeared on the old man's face, his murky eyes were wide with fear.

Of course, Zheng Jianuo didn't know that everything Alec had said served as an indirect explanation for him: a veteran’s status and a history of adopting a comrade's child out of loyalty—such a person could not be bad at heart.

"Taiyaki is a type of dessert, after all, and Onii-chan didn't like sweets at first."

The system hadn't expected her to have such an idea; she really was looking at things too optimistically. "Progressive," indeed?

"So vicious..." Nami finally understood the true implications of Le'o's series of maneuvers.