Chapter 37

Seeing that it was a call from Yan Xin, she figured something must be up. Today had not brought a single piece of good news, and she hoped Yan Xin might finally have something positive to share.

"Spare me the nonsense. Kneel down and kowtow to me three times right now, and I’ll accept you as my son," Kong Shen said with a stern expression.

Unwilling to offer any reply, she flicked her wrist, causing her tennis racket to flip over in her hand. She instantly transitioned into a backhand grip, held the handle firmly, and swung.

At the same moment, her gaze met the Crown Prince’s. Qing Yue saw a flash of admiration in his eyes, which then shifted to regret, and finally settled into disgust.

"Are you not going to play anything, Edogawa-san?" Yukimura asked softly. He looked at Sakura, who was walking between him and Fuji, his delicate and refined features softening in a way that smoothed out his usual distant and cold expression.

Mo Tong felt a draft of air brush against her wrist, causing goosebumps to erupt instantly; she didn't dare move a muscle.

The moon rose high and the air turned bitingly cold. Even the two who had been bickering moments before fell asleep in each other’s arms. They did nothing more than hold one another as they drifted off, still wearing Fuji’s pajamas.

Because the Holy Aunt’s pressure was not locked onto her, Qing Yue flipped backward abruptly, narrowly dodging the strike.

He lived his life by rules; he despised anyone or anything that did not conform to them.

Unable to endure it any longer, Han Lai stopped in her tracks. She picked up a stone from the ground and then stood perfectly still.

Just as Nai He had said, the combination of Duercsius and the Skull Raiders landing on Dragon God Island to face the Rainbow Dragon Windsor made Windsor truly regret bringing Lola along.

The Holy See was simultaneously dispatching all its manpower in the Dust of Sin to search for the Lord’s divine consciousness, while aggressively recruiting mercenaries from the Dark Lands to join the operation. In truth, both Orlinsa and Dajia from Shadow Moon Valley knew very well that the mercenaries the Holy See was "recruiting" were nothing more than those who had defected from the Blood Song sect.

He looked much like he did in the photographs, only more haggard and aged. He was tall and thin, with glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. Even at home, he wore a heavy suit of body armor—not a standard vest, but a full-coverage type like those used by bomb disposal squads, covering even his arms and legs.

Although the Traditional Chinese Medicine Factory now held the majority of shares in the Love to Play Gaming Company, the management of the firm remained in the hands of Sun Xiaowei and his associates.

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However, Marquis Huayi was a master craftsman who knew many powerful individuals, all of whom had spent years immersed in the Yin Ruins.

Four years ago, this place was a den of tigers and dragons to him, but now it was no different from his own backyard. Not to mention the absence of Earth Clan masters and zombies, even if they were here, he wouldn't hold them in any regard.

Sure enough, shortly after, with another earth-shattering crack, the final batch of terrifying lightning converged in the sky.

This secret meeting included only three Qing-generation cultivators, along with Biliu, Biting, and Wang Wei—who had reached the Golden Core stage but had not yet received official sect recognition—the latter being one of the original five Foundation Establishment reinforcements.

Powerful, too powerful! Everyone had not expected Xiao Cheng to unleash his strongest sword technique the moment he began. It seemed the reputation of Taonan made him quite wary.

In the development of the military, the relationship between combat units and military academies has always been one of mutual promotion. In the early days of the nation's founding, combat units had significantly lagging tactical concepts, so the academies took on the task of training commanders equipped with entirely new combat philosophies.

As for the "situation," Haidong Qing would not explain it clearly in front of the five brothers, but Sister Mei and Zhou Dongfei understood it perfectly.

He only said a little to probe the Wang family's stance. If the day ever came to truly cancel the engagement, one only had to look at their current attitude to know it would not be a simple matter.

Both men had similar backgrounds. Li Jiujiu had undergone more systematic special operations training, so both knew that once a soldier passed thirty, physical performance began to decline. Reaching the standard Li Mu desired would be quite difficult.

Given Wang Jin’s talent, Huayuanzi would likely pass on the middle section of the Blood Demon True Scripture to him, or perhaps even the incomplete upper section—enough to turn most people green with envy.

A long, black spear manifested in the Demon Lord’s palm. With a surge of strength in both hands, he thrust it directly toward the golden sphere.

"Take as much as you can swap for; these beast cores are of little use to me anyway. Just take them all," Wang Jin said generously.

For the Motorized Infantry Brigade, no amount of effort was too great to ensure the drill went well. The students in the experimental class were frontline commanders from the military district, and performing in front of them was the perfect opportunity to show off and display the brigade’s prowess.

The ghost-raising techniques of Tanshen Town were generally known for controlling talismans and spirits, rarely involving the keeping of living creatures. Only in Xichuan was this craft developed in such density.

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Jiang Ke tried a bite, and the juice splattered in her mouth. It was so succulent it was almost like drinking liquid; it was incredibly sweet but not cloying, with even a faint, refreshing coolness to it.

Hearing Xin Qing’s account, she faced the truth of their breakup years ago for the first time. Although she no longer cared for him, she still couldn't help but feel an unbearable surge of anger.

It was precisely because he understood that he was more shocked than anyone else: how could these few, including Yun Tian, possibly unleash an attack at the god-level?

After all, for her, the pleasures of the palate ranked higher than entertainment. As for whether she could actually finish eating it, that was another matter entirely.

Shin Yuna loosened her seatbelt, bent over, and rummaged around for a while. After much noise, she finally pulled out a bag of snacks and a bottle of milk tea.

He merely destroyed the Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Old Demon, leaving the body intact—a small gesture of mercy.

The sound of metal clashing rang out as the giant sword struck the void, pausing for a moment before failing to cut any further.

After hearing Xin Guang’s account, Yuan Hongbin’s face darkened with anger, his thin lips pressed tightly together, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Wang Tiansheng continued to ignore the others, having Wang Tiangu lead seven or eight Golden Core cultivators to teleport away in succession. By now, the other cultivators had realized it: despite the massive size of the formation, it seemed it could only transport three people at a time. Thus, the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators had no choice but to leave in batches.

At that moment, before the two-headed giant bird could even get close to Han Li, it was sliced into burning chunks of meat by golden threads that suddenly appeared in the void.