Volume 1, Chapter 33: Welcoming the Spirit Tablet of Yunxi with the Rites of a Principal Wife

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These overseas students all came for Yi Yang; they wanted to witness, following in the footsteps of Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, the journey of another yellow-skinned man stepping onto the NBA stage.

"Is this the more exciting thing you mentioned?" Jifeng recalled what Mo Ran had told him earlier.

Bursts of noise suddenly pulled Qin Xiao back to reality. He opened his eyes to find his pillow half-soaked with drool. It was already broad daylight, and several streaks of crimson sunlight spilled onto the windowsill, painting half the room in a ruddy glow.

"By the way, should we take Zhan Yun with us? It hasn't experienced any combat since its recent breakthrough, and participating in the Martial Arts Tournament would definitely be good for it," Han Bing said.

A sharp glint flashed in the hunchback's eyes as he swung his cane down fiercely toward Qin Xiao. At the same time, he hurled the ceramic bowl from his left hand at Mo Xi. It spun rapidly, shattering into shards that shot toward all of Mo Xi’s vital points.

Dorsey’s enthusiasm had begun to inject strength into the Rockets. It was ironic, really; the source of this energy wasn't the star player Harden, nor the Skills Challenge champion Beverley, but rather an obscure "firefighter" who had been away from the NBA for four years.

"You gang of villains! I, an old one, have cultivated for hundreds of years to achieve sentience, and now I am to die at your hands—I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!" the tree demon roared, its voice sounding pitifully incongruous with its childish, high-pitched tone.

After the four members of the O team flanked them from both sides, Mu Jing and his group immediately pulled the Earth Dragon out of the dragon pit. They weren't foolish enough to bury their heads in killing the dragon and give their opponents an opening to engage, though the speed of their attack slowed down instantly as a result.

"How is this possible? Having just made a breakthrough in the Demon Nether Realm, to attempt another now—not to mention the difficulty of succeeding, it would certainly cause damage to your foundation," Han Bing said.

They were not the only ghosts walking the streets; there were many others. After all, a significant number of people die in a city every year, and when they all appeared on the streets, they were no less numerous than the living.

Making an excuse, Li Ping stood up and walked toward the door, giving Ju Shou a look on his way out to hand the task over to him. Ju Shou shook his head with a bitter smile; it seemed this was not his forte.

"Pfft, who’s afraid of you?" Su Huan scoffed dismissively, waving her hand nonchalantly before striding up to Yu Yanxiao and reaching out to undo the buttons on his chest.

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They also raised the point that behind these questions lay the greatest mystery in history: what exactly was the background of the great emperor, Zhuang Shaoyou?

Su Huan took Su Yan and Su Xiao to buy some fruit and supplements before heading to the central hospital. After searching for a long while, they finally found the room Locke had mentioned. Pushing the door open, she was met with the sight of her grandmother lying unconscious on the hospital bed, an oxygen mask strapped to her face.

However, He Yi refused to listen. He was quite angry that his leader was being constantly attacked, his face turning red, his breathing growing heavy, and his voice rising by an octave.

Xinyi curiously sized up the pretty woman before her, thinking that if she stood next to Mu Fangjin, they might truly be a perfect match.

"I am going to ask you a few questions now, and you must answer them truthfully," Qin Mi interrupted, his gaze turning sharp.

Seeing the "damn, that felt good" look of satisfaction on her face, Mu Fangjin had no choice but to repeat it helplessly. After hearing the praise, Xinyi felt much more at ease and happily agreed to the matter.

It had been five years; one could hardly imagine the excitement of someone bedridden for half a decade upon sensing the possibility of standing up again.

"It's fine. I know about those few things; they aren't urgent. You can just tell the Lord tomorrow," Huang Ju said understandingly upon seeing Zhao Qing.

Lun Yan certainly did not want to dwell on the matters mentioned by the supervisor. In his view, this issue had exceeded the scope of his assigned mission, and therefore, he absolutely would not carry it out.

When others distributed cigarettes, they would pull them out one by one from the pack to hand to friends. Only Guan Yunshan would tear a pack open and hand them all out at once, keeping one for himself to tuck behind his ear while distributing the rest.

Once everyone is able to accept the worst-case scenario, what else is there to struggle with?

"How is it rushed? Isn't there still more than two months? You hurry up and get it done; I'll go talk to the Lin family!" Grandfather Qinghe said.

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Having found her own unique way to comfort herself, Qinghe was very happy. That Yunbai could do this was enough to make her glad. In this relationship, she had always felt like the one doing all the giving, but today served as a reminder that Yunbai was also making sacrifices in silence.

"I'm really nervous. I’m truly not good at this sort of thing," Yunbai said, deeply worried whenever the subject came up.

Mao Di watched Wen Qing quietly until she stopped, her body swaying as if about to collapse, at which point he stepped forward to support her.

"I know. If you don't believe me, go ask your President Yan yourself," Lin Di said, not wanting to waste more breath and throwing the problem directly to Yan Xuan to solve.

Since the decision had been made, Taixuan Daoren was extremely decisive. He pulled out another trump card, formed a hand seal, and rapidly chanted an ancient and mysterious incantation. The Heaven and Earth Cauldron, which had previously only been protecting him, suddenly emitted a terrifying aura that instantly spread across the entire battlefield.

After all, Bai Pingting and Xi Tong were both standing in the courtyard, watching the male lead of this world cry his heart out, and they found it quite amusing. Bai Pingting was serious about tormenting the male lead.

He actually had another goal, which was to prepare to go out and fetch reinforcements, as he had absolutely no chance of winning against Xie Yue and San Huo.

Although Qiuqiu's attribute points were currently in the average range, and her creativity was only at the level of an ordinary person, Jiang Qiuhui's overall level had actually surpassed that of an average person by quite a bit.

All the furniture was in disarray, clearly having just gone through an extremely intense struggle.

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