Chapter 23

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The old man was frail, his frame gaunt and skeletal. He coughed incessantly and suffered from a persistent chill; even with the home heating set above twenty degrees, he remained wrapped in a thick, heavy coat.

Male listeners, meanwhile, found more power in the rock and rap tracks of Lin Qiu’s album, a testament to the differing tastes of the audience.

He Jingyan did not hesitate further. Regardless of whether it was the royal family or the nobility, they were determined to board that ship. He immediately turned the helm and gave chase at full speed.

To avoid any further complications, Ji Lingtian activated a sound-insulation formation as he closed the door, cutting off all outside noise.

Akaza’s past had not yet been depicted, leading to debates on anime forums. One side argued that Akaza was an incredibly charismatic villain.

Xu Bei was not unattractive, but she had tried to imitate Jian Yin, hoping to catch Lu Zhiyan’s eye, and ended up dressing in a style that did not suit her at all.

This was the most famous luxury boutique in Haicheng, and those who frequented it were either wealthy or influential.

"It’s fine, I can wait," Qu Ningxi shook her head. She understood that becoming an emperor and possessing supreme power did not mean one could do whatever they pleased.

After hearing his explanation, Xu Bei suddenly felt a bit embarrassed; she had just been wondering if Xue Cen had been having an affair abroad.

The Ultimate Divine Power surged continuously through Beichen’s Yellow Dragon meridian. His clothes billowed violently, and the surrounding air grew stiflingly hot.

"What do you want to know? Just say it; I won’t tell anyone else," I said, watching Chen Pingsen’s conflicted expression with a sense of helplessness.

Beichen was astonished by the old man. Despite possessing the Holy Eyes, he could not see through the elder’s cultivation; he could only perceive a strange, pulsating energy—a situation he had never encountered before.

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However, Beichen’s Thousand Illusion Art remained stuck at the sixth form. No matter what he did, he could not execute the seventh move. He hoped to have Gao Mingyi help him over the next few days so he could master it soon and gain another trump card.

Although Xu Feng had gained command, he felt no gratitude toward his father. Even though he was a powerful Behemoth King, the snake-people and werewolf clans were subordinates of Pan Zong and Jin Yin, and they would never listen to him.

Just then, the Toad Monster let out a sudden croak, and a massive storm erupted from its mouth. The violent demonic energy instantly sent the three of them flying.

He didn't even have time to scream; his mind was still stuck in the thought that he had once again cleverly dodged Bashia’s attack.

I ignored the Niejing Beast’s angry expression, choosing to act as if I hadn't seen it; I was determined to win her over through sheer persistence.

After all, Lan Jin’er had seen that other wolves had white or yellow teeth; if her own were colorful, wouldn't that be a bit wrong?

Hua Yan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, suppressing the truth: I couldn't exactly say that I had just been fighting with Xian, and because Xian’s space abilities were so overpowered, I had lost my Flame Nether Sword and had been searching for it ever since.

Seeing that everyone felt a sense of warmth, Xue Hao began to stand guard for them. Although the mysterious figure had retreated, who could guarantee he wouldn't return for a surprise attack?

Sword peaks rose from the ground, wreathed in immortal mist. The clouds clung to the steep, precipitous heights, a sight that inspired awe. Awakening Spirit Mountain stood like a pillar of heaven, visible from anywhere in this realm.

Xue Hao did not yet realize the benefits of having an awakened soul. With his Dao Spirit Body, he was already naturally gifted, and with this cultivation technique, he was like a tiger granted wings.

This man was neither a politician, a soldier, nor a merchant, but his background was incredibly complex. He maintained ties with the wealthy and powerful in the Suzhou-Hangzhou area. He was no one’s retainer, yet he navigated these circles with ease, welcomed everywhere. If one had to label him, he was much like the refined guests of ancient times.

The bearded man’s clothes were bitten through, the pain piercing to his bones. He screamed and cursed, his left hand grabbing the rat’s tail and ripping it off, tearing away a bit of flesh with it. His arm turned bright red.

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In truth, those two Weibo posts were nothing more than smoke and mirrors, playing on the gossip-hungry nature of netizens. Chen Tian and Fan Jianqiang had simply posted them without naming names, allowing them to wash their hands of the matter entirely without any burden or pressure.

Seeing that things were settled here, Yuan Ying left the Xuanyuan Sword, leaving the land spirit behind. The interior of the Flat Peach Garden was now unrecognizable, riddled with craters.

The Queen Mother, linked by spirit, suffered a backlash, spewing a mouthful of blood as her complexion shifted between pale and flushed.

For an ordinary person, this would surely have triggered an overwhelming terror—a major psychological hurdle when first entering deep meditation and severing all external ties.

"Do you want revenge on him?" Cao Dong despised Tang You, but he needed him now, so he asked directly.

The soldiers looked around in confusion, but by then, Chen Fei had already drifted away.

Skills flew through the air, exploding in chaos. The flowing light illuminated the surroundings like daylight. The Demon King Hades and his companions coordinated well, and as the darkness grew stronger, they posed a genuine threat to us.

The system’s voice echoed in Yi Chuan’s mind. He sat on the ground, clutching his shoulder. Blood was seeping from a wound inflicted by the Blazing Fire Tyrant Dragon at some point; it wasn't until he killed the beast that Yi Chuan realized he had been injured.

Kennedy and Kenneth traveled day and night toward Heaven City. Upon arrival, they did not reveal themselves, choosing instead to quietly gather information about Jacob. On the way, they had heard that the Lord of Heaven City was immensely powerful; after analysis, they concluded that they could not win through brute force and would have to use their wits.

"Hold on a little longer. Once we pass through the atmosphere, the Seer ship won't be far. You should get some sleep." Before I could agree, Black pressed his hand against the back of my neck, and I instantly lost consciousness.