Chapter 41: This kid is truly a damn genius!

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Traveling through the sky, Colin faced no threat from man or beast, as few dared to provoke a Saint-level expert. Before long, he reached Basil City in the Yulan Empire.

"Yes!" Kou Rou responded promptly. Tying up the horse, she followed Zhu Youning into the courtyard.

Zhu Huazhang smiled, rubbing his hands together. His hands, adorned with a jade ring, looked thin and dry, appearing somewhat aged against the backdrop of his magnificent robes.

Inside the base, they saw numerous flying saucers—some in completed formations, others still under construction. Some were meant for use within the Earth, while others were designed for space travel.

Terrifying heat radiated through the air, forcing Su Qiu and the others to shield their faces. Even they could barely withstand the heatwave, leaving little doubt about the horrific scene unfolding at the heart of the fire cloud.

As Colin became lost in thought, the force he exerted unknowingly grew, gradually causing everything around him to tremble.

Zhu Huating and Zhu Youning exchanged glances, but relieved that everyone was safe, they went off to rest.

"My King, to teach military formations and strategy to the barbarians will surely invite disaster in the future." Lord Anling, staunchly identifying with the Jing faction, was the loudest among the many dissenting voices. Though he held no fief, he felt he had a stake in the entire Chu State.

Wu Huateng chose the Zheng family, deciding to help them seize the Mahade family’s assets. In return, they would provide him with the latex he needed and expand their planting range to produce even more for his synthetic rubber ink materials.

Once consumed, the energy of her clones could not be replenished. This severely limited Lin Yunxi, rendering her most proficient tactic of attrition completely useless and forcing her to seek quick resolutions to every fight.

Wang Ping'an was not at all surprised by the arrival of the yamen runners; the Zhuque Gang’s backing included the silver of the magistrates from both Wannian and Chang'an counties.

Liang Can felt a throbbing headache, yet he knew he had to endure it, for otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Looking at the seven people before him, Mu Sen’s face was as cold as frost. After a month of peaceful life, he had almost forgotten the monsters and demons lurking in the shadows.

After receiving orders from Mayor Hu and ending the call, Director Cai immediately deployed more officers to the scene, ordering the departing troops to bring along skilled forensic experts.

The driver of the van stepped out, only to find the rolling shutter door secured with wire. He returned to the vehicle, grabbed a hammer, and began to smash it.

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The moment the long blade pierced the ground, a pure, violent energy roared out through the fissure, catching Qizhai and his companions completely off guard.

Once everyone realized the Will of the King of Ten Thousand Swords was to annihilate the Hidden Dragon Sect, those who were prepared began to take the field.

Fujiura breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling a spark of curiosity about the man before her. She was, by any measure, a woman of great beauty, yet he remained unmoved. She remembered how, after inhaling that fragrance, she had lost all self-control—yet he had resisted. Ripples stirred in her heart; she was beginning to be moved.

"Mu Sen, we will meet again." After being enveloped by the bubble, Shen Qi’s figure began to fade, like water being constantly diluted, until it turned clear. At the very moment he was about to vanish, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at Mu Sen.

The low-level vampire let out a painful howl, curled into a ball, and, starting from his heart, slowly dissolved into a wisp of black smoke.

After a few words, Sun Flower was no longer as frightened as she had been at first. She blinked her innocent, wide eyes, looking from Chen Zui to Eva, a look of sudden realization dawning on her face.

"What’s going on? Where is this? Shouldn't I be in the Kingdom of Malos?" Jia Zhengjin felt a splitting headache from the chaotic water orbs surrounding him. Seeing the recurring images of strangers stabbing their own hearts with various weapons, only to be resurrected time and again, he felt a deep sense of dread.

His voice was like a thunderclap, and the entire venue fell into instant silence. Having seen Wu Song lift a coffin with a single hand, Meng Lin’s disciples dared not step forward.

Qi Zhuxue was pinned firmly across Qiyan’s lap, unable to move for a long time, lying there in a state of mild existential despair.

The phone was indeed unreachable, but what surprised me even more was that sitting at the bar not far away, sipping a glass of red wine, was none other than Hu Yuyue.

Hearing that familiar voice, Zhu Sha and Nian Yu’s faces lit up with joy, and they turned simultaneously to look.

"You want my life? It’s not certain who will die!" The most vicious underworld boss in Fengtian finally unleashed his ferocity.

Gao Qiu’s statement was masterful. He didn't need to worry about whether he had guessed Cai Jing’s intentions correctly; once said, the remark was naturally flawless.

Mu Sichen could do nothing about his sister’s antics. He twitched the corner of his mouth and gave Qin Qingyu an apologetic look, hoping she wouldn't mind.

Purple, wine red—mosaics of various colors shifted in hue and angle, utterly chaotic.

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The auditorium of the Third Middle School was very spacious, easily accommodating the school’s thousands of students. After nearly half a month of preparation, it was decorated beautifully and festively.

The first cliché that came to mind was the inability to unscrew a bottle cap, but such an interaction was far too old-fashioned.

She even brought out a Bosideng down jacket from the closet, bought years ago for a ski trip to Switzerland, and draped it over her. She zipped it up with tender care, stopping just short of pulling the hood over her head.

After Mo Han left, Murong Qingli returned to the room, looking at the person still fast asleep with a sweet smile.

"I’m so cute, how could Uncle Shangguan have the heart to scold me?" Leng Yue’er winked at Ju.

Sheng Siyu caught sight of An Ge out of the corner of his eye. Seeing this, he slammed on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Murong Qingli didn't need to guess to know that Leng Yue’er must be rolling her eyes, and the smile on her face deepened.

Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains into the room. Though not intense, it was enough to alert Nian Hua, who always kept her spirit on high alert.

He rose, kissed Gu Yao gently on the forehead, and circulated his true essence through her body to mend the damage left by the loss of her Golden Core.

Passing a clothing mall on the way, Su You asked the driver to stop. She wandered through the mall for a while and generously paid for a suit and a casual outfit for Li Weidong.

Just as we finished discussing the opening of our energy channels, the waiter began to serve the dishes one by one. They smelled truly delicious; whenever a lid was lifted, a rich, savory aroma wafted out. The food here truly lived up to its reputation.

"So you knew the power within me could save you, yet you never said a word?" I felt a twinge of anger in my heart.