Chapter 19

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Prepared for any eventuality, Qin Yun concealed the faint golden glow emitted by the Mingchen Sword beneath tattered clothing, weaving back and forth among the crooked and tilted tombstones as he headed toward the direction from which the earlier roar had come.
The significance of the Form Projection Sect's techniques was evident—it was the very foundation upon which the sect was established.
He hurriedly stepped aside, ready to utter the words “No offense intended,” only to realize that the half-corpse before him seemed somewhat unusual.
Things that come too easily are seldom cherished; by directly passing on the inheritance to Cheng Su, the true importance lay not in the inheritance itself but in shaping a certain “style.”
Returning to the corpse of the reanimated being, Qin Yun searched thoroughly but found no wounds.
It also possessed the effect of nourishing yin and replenishing the kidneys. Rumor had it that this item could grant eternal youth and restore white hair to black, though such effects had never been confirmed, leaving its truth uncertain.
Whether it was the Eastern Depot or the Embroidered Uniform Guard, any faction growing too powerful was like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all officials.
“Liu Heng, let me tell you, I didn’t actually dislike you at first. I targeted you because I saw you happily chatting with someone who had suddenly gone silent!” Ji mumbled incoherently.
Hearing Chen Long’s words, the already fearful crowd grew restless and uneasy.
But this place was strange—why did Ying Xuefei lie? What was her motive? Why was Master Guo without consciousness or awareness?
He had only caught a fleeting glance before, seeing only a blur of white, never managing to see clearly—was hers the same?
In the beginning, Fairy Zixi favored the unmatched prodigies like Emperor Shitian, Purple-scaled Marquis, Li Yixian, and the Divine Prince. After all, at that time, Ye Feng was still unknown, with no knowledge of his background or any reputation.
It didn’t matter if he took a few punches; what was important was to prevent Nian Nian from suffering any further harm.

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“Hmph,” Yuan Lei’s already frail body was sent flying backward. After all, this was a clash equivalent to Heavenly-level strength; already weakened and injured, how could Yuan Lei withstand such a blow?
“Big brother, how did we end up facing each other in the very first match? Haha, I guess this is a kind of unusual fate!” The Bull Demon King’s cheerful nature gradually revived, and he no longer dwelled on the competition. Upon hearing Yang Jiao inquire about the Bald Eagle, he couldn’t help but babble excitedly, gesturing animatedly.
After exchanging personal updates with Li Xiangyun and offering a few words of advice, Meng Yueyun cut off communications and let out a gentle sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Yuan Shuai of the Auditory Sensitive Team stood up. Amid the howling wind, he faintly heard a strange noise emanating not from outside but from the large truck carrying food and water supplies.
However, Ye Feng had already resolved to slay the Dragon Emperor. With a roar, his golden qi-blood surged once more, yet at the same time, the Ancestor Dragon and the Soul Clan Patriarch were in hot pursuit.
The two walked side by side on the first floor of the shopping mall. The fashion season was held indoors; though many areas had been cleared, it was still less spacious than outdoors.
Soon after, the place erupted in a dazzling spectacle. The entire world was bathed in divine light, with laws like vast seas and rules like waterfalls. Auspicious divine radiance surged like great waves, sweeping in all directions.
Though Officer Luo was merely an ordinary policeman, his prestige within the precinct was high. Under his stern admonition, the surrounding officers’ eyes flickered nervously—none dared to present handcuffs.
The competition intensified. The two teams’ chasers fought for points, while goalkeepers and batters busied themselves guarding goals and disrupting opponents. Only the seekers remained aloft, searching for the same target: the golden probe worth one hundred and fifty points.
“Don’t underestimate you young folks signing such a big contract for the first time. You handle things quite well. Your speech is as if you’ve been in this business for years. Not bad, not bad,” the two consultants praised in unison.
Among the various species, there existed mutual sensing abilities, allowing them to distinguish whether others were “companions.” It was akin to human blood relations but far more direct. The intelligent species took this further, acting as a central hub among these species, possessing even stronger sensing powers.
“I think you’re just asking for a beating!” Luo Hao picked up an empty drink bottle and hurled it at the already fleeing Xu Xudong.
Su Lifeng suddenly rushed to her side. His bony wings spread to shield her ahead, a flash of cold light gleaming in his hand as he swung toward her flank.

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Arriving early today, feeling relatively unpressured, Park Yitian reserved the best and largest seat.
“Big Gourd, did you find any delicious food today?” Chang’e asked curiously. Her very existence was to keep Gourd company—if there was no topic, she would find something to say. Chang’e was a dedicated and earnest young lady.
“Of course. Naxi Lan and Chaoge are the kingdom of flowers and plants, and also the economic backbone of this country.”
After asking Long Xiaoxiao a few more questions without result, Commander Long told her to go back to sleep.
As for Su Yun, she could do as she pleased; before leaving, she was simply given a key.
To put it simply, when she previously heard the Elder of the Phoenix Clan and the Ninth Elder reporting, she only caught the beginning and wasn’t well informed. Then Feng Bai arrived.
In the end, names would be chosen, and the ranking would be determined by weight—the one who found the heaviest item would be first.
This mountain appeared close at hand, yet was actually far away, giving a sense of elusiveness.
Le Shuo lowered his head and pulled the ringing phone from his pocket. Ren Ji Xiang Lan’s gaze fixed on him, and upon seeing the caller ID, her expression softened, a smile curling at the corners of her mouth.