Chapter 46

Min Rou’s deployment in Qianzhou is not only meant to keep Yizhou in check; much more of her attention will likely be focused on Dali.

A massive, half-moon-shaped sword Qi, carrying profound elemental energy infused with fire attributes, surged relentlessly toward Guild Master Chen.

After finishing classes in the morning, Nie Muyun called at noon to order a ten-inch cake. It wasn’t a particularly high-end one, but it still cost over two hundred yuan, which was not cheap for an ordinary student. Nie Muyun did not want to expose his transformation just yet, so this price point was quite appropriate.

Everyone present secretly marveled, believing that Dong Zhuo showed signs of repentance. Overjoyed, they stepped forward one after another to offer congratulations and well-wishes.

Watching Lu Ningning wear an apron and busy preparing a meal, Li Chengfeng instantly envisioned their future life together.

Li Chengfeng poked Lu Ningning’s arm to stop her. Lu Ningning tilted her head in confusion and looked at him, but Li Chengfeng only smiled meaningfully, signaling her not to worry too much.

"This... Never mind, let’s not talk about this. Minister Su should go attend to your duties first, I won't see you out." Abandoning his usual crisp and decisive demeanor, Bai Han began to stammer and hesitate.

"Thanks to His Highness’s generous favor, the consorts from various courtyards have all come to visit this humble maid, and I am deeply moved." Su Zhi cast a sideways glance at him. Weren't all these troubles stirred up by him in the first place?

Over there, Kong Qiang started his car, and his Audi belched a plume of black smoke.

The next day, Lixia and Dongfang Bin returned to the camp. When Gu Du mentioned that the army of the Ling Kingdom was invading, he instructed Dongfang Bin and Dongfang Xialan to take the Black Tiger and protect the Emperor of Ze.

Two snipers, perfectly concealed amidst the pile of rubble, were scanning around with infrared detectors. Suddenly, Yun Fei’s figure materialized right in front of them. By the time they wanted to raise their guns and fire, Yun Fei had already vanished from their sight.

It was just that these words were not entirely appropriate to say aloud, because the probability of Wang Ruochen directly giving him a beating was quite high.

Yet he was met with disappointment; Xi Butian’s expression remained indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard a single word, seemingly tacitly consenting to the matter.

Qin Ming only felt as though countless red-hot blades were continuously slicing through his meridians, carving them into pieces like burning hot irons, stabbing his meridians with piercing pain and leaving him utterly devoid of any strength.

Shishui was usually an unserious and cold young boy. Although he never missed a single integration training session and had never committed any major mistakes, Feng Chen always felt something was a bit off about him: aside from refusing to communicate with others, the guy also lacked enthusiasm.

Still chewing on a mouthful of wild pheasant meat, four fists, each noticeably larger than a cooking pot, hurtled toward Yin Ji amidst a muffled rush of wind.

Consequently, Wang Deze established Shanglin County on both the north and south banks of the Nanshui River. The abundant forest resources there left Wang Deze in sheer awe, though more than half of them had been designated and protected as forest parks—not only was logging strictly prohibited, but grazing and hunting were banned as well.

Of course, some people played for prestige and style, while others had motives that were not so pure. But just like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai—one was willing to inflict it and the other was willing to endure it. As long as someone had the money and the celebrity was willing, no one else could say a thing.

"What should I do? If I use the 'Strongest Berserk Possession Sub-System' to boost my strength, will the heavenly tribulation escalate as well?" Zi Lingtian was growing rather uneasy. Such a violent heavenly tribulation was terrifying enough to behold from afar, let alone for someone like him who had to undergo it.

Twice in a single night left Li Yang feeling refreshed and clear-minded. Awakening in the morning, he even greeted Lee Hyori and Park Ye-jin with a smile.

Knowing that this so-called manor master was merely a useless puppet—one who didn't even dare to fart when his wife was being toyed with by others—they had never regarded Zhou Fuwei with any respect.

"Ah, now this looks like a proper conversation. Smile more! Though you, my friend, had better not smile—it's even scarier." Seeing this, Xiao Yi chuckled. It would have been better if Chanyu Piwen, the myriad-horse commander, hadn't smiled, because when he did, it looked uglier than crying.

Had Ye Han come to the Eastern Continent of the Upper Realm two months ago, and had such a battle broken out back then, he wouldn't have dared to set foot on the battlefield at all; otherwise, any random soul skill could have reduced him to mere ashes in a split second.

"Fire cannot withstand the torment of magma, you idiot!" the massive monster thought, exasperated. If it weren't for the fact that it would die if Ye Han died, it couldn't care less whether Ye Han lived or perished.

However, Huang Xuanling still had to wait for the bronze cauldron to cool down before he could extract the medicinal ingredients inside and roll them into pills.

Upon hearing that Li Hao had actually woken up, that he was full of vitality, tossing around a thousand-jin incense burner for fun, and even beating another expert to the point of vomiting blood, Xinuoluo was completely dumbfounded.

Immediately afterward, a barrage of flashing blades and swords ensued, with clanging and clashing echoes exploding through the air. Every single beam of blade light flashing past Ye Han carried a terrifying cutting force that felt as though it could tear Ye Han and his party to pieces instantly upon contact.

Meanwhile, a fierce look flashed in Xiang Yu’s eyes. With a low roar, he gripped his spear with both hands. His towering figure resembled a giant lifting a cauldron and cursing the heavens, while monstrous strength surged wildly from within his body, determined to shatter this star.

The two strolled leisurely through the imperial palace at a pace comparable to stepping over ants, with Xu Lian leading a squad of guards following five zhang behind.

After putting on his clothes, Zhu Yizhi regained the dignified demeanor of a major nation's envoy. Yet whenever he looked at Huang Xuanling again, his neck would involuntarily shrink back, betraying lingering fear.

Mo Feng knew that this old lady’s mindset was not an isolated case; she represented the thoughts of countless people. The public loved to follow the crowd blindly, and when the government itself began to waver in its confidence toward traditional Chinese medicine, how could one possibly expect ordinary citizens to believe in it?

The three Yuhuangtian experts were struck with panic. They rushed forward to inspect, only to discover that You Qing had already stopped breathing.

It wasn't until she rolled up his sleeve that she saw a large bruised patch on his arm, marked by the dried residue of iodine.

She was confident she had enough means to deal with romantic rivals; what she lacked, however, were sufficient means and confidence to handle a threat originating from her own father.

"Ye Han, mere Greater Extreme Realm cultivator that you are, how dare you spout such wild nonsense here and insult all the elders!" Shi Feiyu shouted in fury.

"We accidentally pressed the entrance button and thus discovered this," Sima Liuxuan explained.

Sima Youyue nodded. She indeed knew of that place because members of the Ximen family had been there in the past. As it turned out, they happened to encounter demons emerging, who not only slaughtered the guardians there but also wiped out the entire Ximen family contingent. Consequently, everyone in the Ximen family knew about that location.