Chapter 36: The Pride of Power

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This aura was tied to his high status; to use an ancient expression, he was a high-ranking official of the ministry by the age of fifty.

It seemed he was truly exhausted. Well, it appeared that nothing worth anticipating would happen tonight.

The entrance to the tunnel was also nearby. Long Leiyan had instructed them to relocate the tunnel entrance into the bathroom, adding a stainless steel cover and concealing it behind a tiled wall. Long Leiyan felt that he would still need to use this tunnel one day.

"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way!" Seeing Long Leiyan, her face flushed slightly, and she shyly explained the reason for her lateness.

"Furthermore, regarding the construction of Five-Ring City, all cultivators proficient in earth-element techniques have been working overtime based on past experience. Ten large dormitory-style barracks have now been built, preliminarily solving the accommodation problem. Other facilities will be gradually improved later."

If it were really as they said, that the bear bloodline could be revitalized through this ancient giant bear, wouldn't the near-extinct Bear-kin tribe be on the verge of rising again?

Lifting the disoriented Dongfang Yong, Xu Lun exited the attendant's lounge, and the two men did not stop them.

The old general walked through the hospital corridor, which had been placed under martial law by his marines; not a single outsider could be seen.

Something even more unexpected happened: the wound inflicted by the Yellow Rose, which should have been incurable, began to heal slowly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

When a person's gaze is drawn to an object in the center of their field of vision, they will involuntarily ignore the periphery. Such neglect seems temporary, but in reality, it creates a long-term "loophole" in one's subconscious, causing the brain to reflexively sever the connection between the two.

Chen Xianglang had also investigated the matter Mu Feng had just mentioned, so once they heard it, they didn't say much more.

"Yes, it seems there was a traffic accident. A dozen cars collided. If I hadn't braked hard, we would have crashed too," the driver hurriedly explained.

Zhao Qingshan turned around, never imagining that a blind cat might actually run into a dead mouse. If Wu Kunxiong hadn't gone out to carouse with Chen Long tonight, Dashu wouldn't have been sitting in front of the surveillance monitor, and naturally, he wouldn't have discovered the mysterious assassin's movements.

"Miao Miao, where are you? Why have you been out for so long? Are you drunk and feeling unwell? Why don't you just go home and rest?" As soon as the call connected, Ye Hong asked impatiently, his voice full of worry.

"Are you trying to dismiss a beggar? You think you can show off with this little bit of money?" Jiang Churan looked at Su Shan and Teng Yunshan with a smile.

Those familiar with Su Wanlian were secretly feeling indignant on her behalf, but most people felt it was acceptable. What was Miao Miao's status, and what was Su Wanlian's? How could the two be compared?

Hearing this, Xia Pinxuan wore an expression of astonishment. She had not expected this young man to truly intend to fight a peak fifth-order demonic beast with the strength of an eighth-rank Pulse Condensation stage cultivator.

Seeing the force at Yue Kun's fingertips about to pierce Xiao Ping's throat, Xiao Ping's eyes exploded with intense unwillingness, but he was pinned down tightly by the pressure emanating from Yue Kun, completely unable to move.

"We don't have time to slowly enjoy breakfast. Can you take the breakfast to my company?" Miao Miao stared into Ban Qingyi's eyes, making sure he knew she was speaking to him.

Previously, although Gao Xing was seriously injured, his aura had remained vigorous. But ever since this strange membrane appeared, although it cut off his own energy perception, the aura that had clearly quieted down caught the attention of the God of Space.

She had four children, and her husband was a tailor, supporting a family of seven or eight with his sewing skills.

Saying this, he threw away his crutches and swaggered off, dragging the resentful-looking Si Mianmian away with him.

"Liu Haiping, the moon rises over the sea, the waves surge like a green screen. A good name. From now on, you will follow me." A person who seemed to be shrouded in light stroked his head.

Ali clutched his injured arm and knelt on the ground. The heavenly thunder was still roaring above, and gusts of cold wind were blowing crazily, while flying rocks and sand blinded his eyes.

It was only hard on himself; his Imperial Brother had made him stay awake for days to handle disaster relief. Now that he finally had some free time, she was leaving.

Mu Zhi stormed into the Mu residence, and while returning to her courtyard, she bumped into Mu Shaoqing, stumbling backward out of inertia.

"I... I... I..." Although Noli was a spirit body and theoretically could not have physical contact with Alvitr, her entire spirit body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground in a squatting position. She lowered her head in despair, tears streaming down like a fountain.

This was the first time she had seen Mu Ling like this, as if a child were blaming her for not taking good care of him; it seemed it was her fault after all.

When Qingtian went to buy us lunch, I finally relaxed, poured myself a glass of orange juice, and brewed a cup of coffee for Teacher Si Ye, just the way he liked it.

Although the people below still had grievances, they didn't say anything, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Nangong Min, however, was as stubborn as a mule, making her stance clear: she was determined to keep the child, and if they wanted to get rid of it, they would have to kill her as well.

The question now is, what exactly are these two? They are absolutely not human, nor are they ordinary ghosts. From their conversation, one can glean a piece of information: there are higher existences above them, and this so-called "Lord" knows many things, including the fact that the Evil Sword has broken free from its confinement and appeared in the world, and that a great change is about to occur.

"Didn't say. He will surely discover it himself." Situ Nan glanced gloomily at the room where Situ Rui was staying and sighed inwardly. How Chu Yu died and who killed her—none of this could be revealed to Situ Rui, not even a little bit.

"No—," Chen Shichang hurriedly called for a stop, but it was too late. Du Yuesheng swung the sledgehammer with all his might, and with a metallic clang, it smashed heavily onto the submachine gun. The force of the blow was so great that the submachine gun bounced straight up. Just as it landed, Du Yuesheng struck it again with the hammer.

Mei Lanfang looked at Du Yuesheng with surprise, because Du Yuesheng had not tried to feign elegance in front of him. Du Yuesheng's straightforwardness made Mei Lanfang feel somewhat unable to accept him. In short, the two could not see eye to eye.

Everyone cast their eyes in unison toward Su Momo, who had just stood up, waiting to see what would happen next.

They could not see the sun, yet sunlight-like radiance flowed everywhere. The couple looked at each other, almost thinking they were dreaming.

Su Momo obtained the peaceful life she wanted, only she was more silent and studied harder than before.