Chapter 37

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Although it cannot be cultivated at the moment, the value of this secret technique is undeniable. It can be said that once Song Yun successfully masters the Purple Cloud Wings, his path will broaden significantly, allowing him to attempt things he previously lacked the confidence to pursue.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment; whether it was the Fire Phoenix or that peerless sword strike, they finally collided on the arena.

"That's not what we're talking about!" Ouyang Nana snorted. "Sister Xiaoman has already been accepted by us and is not part of this; fess up now, or we’ll have to resort to violence." As Ouyang Nana finished speaking, the other sisters responded instantly, standing up in unison and approaching Ling Jingyu with mischievous smiles.

Meanwhile, Xu Mengqi seemed to be on the phone with her father's business partner. The man intended to drive over to pick us up, but since we had too many suitcases, we had to take taxis ourselves. After confirming the location, we each hailed a cab and headed toward our destination.

"Hehe, Sister Lin, you've finally arrived." Just as Wen Yuan and the others were about to reach the exit at the other end of the passage, a sweet voice suddenly drifted from within.

"Who doesn't know the great reputation of Young Master Ling? How much do you intend to bet, and who are you backing to win?" the dealer asked with a smile.

For experts who have attained the Dao of Immortals in particular, the unity of heaven and man is a double-edged sword; one must absorb the essence of heaven and earth, but one is also constrained by it.

"Palace Master, spare me! Palace Master, spare me! This disciple will capture the one who suggested this plan immediately!" The Master of the Taiyin Palace, terrified, knelt on the ground and pleaded repeatedly.

The mid-laner Azir wanted to come down to help his teammates, but perhaps he was too impatient. After taking three Qs from Zhuo Hua, he naturally didn't dare to descend. Fortunately, the Renekton managed to take down the top tower successfully.

"Which death-wish fool dares to oppose our Fang family?" the Third Elder of the Fang family roared. A powerful aura instantly locked onto the area where the voice had come from; his eyes were filled with fury, and his entire body radiated a murderous chill.

"Then I'll make sure you won't have a sex life for the rest of your life!" Chen Ling said, suddenly lifting his leg and stomping onto Liu Mang's waist.

Everything regarding the Lu family would be decided by Gu Chenfeng; the rent from the Gu Group would be paid, and he would send his own people to take up positions at the Lu Group.

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"I really don't remember. My family told me that I lost my memory after returning from Macau recently. I don't remember anything from before—not even who I am or what I used to do. That's why I came to Hangzhou," Xu Yang replied truthfully.

He was just like him: having experienced glory, hit rock bottom, and ultimately choosing to retire from the world of martial arts.

However, the harvest was indeed bountiful. Not only did they take out those two scourges, Jing Liangmu and the Ghost King, but they also resolved the matter of one of the traitors, which could be considered the fulfillment of a wish.

"I came here today to deliver money. Don't worry, money is no object; there is plenty!" Xu Yang said confidently. His card held a vast fortune.

He had been too busy lately to care for his sister, and now that he thought about it, he was not a very good younger brother.

What Niris wanted to do was sweep through this area. Although it was unlikely to yield results, stretching his limbs was a good idea.

Even if they knew they were looking at a puppet emperor, an emperor was still an emperor, and no one dared to defy him.

The dean had actually been secretly observing the two after their meeting with Liu Yingzhen, confirming one thing: Lu Tianyu's heart was no longer with Liu Yingzhen. That was why he had agreed so readily to Lu Tianyu’s request to send Liu Yingzhen back to her own world.

"Oh my, you led me into a trap." Liu Ni caught the playful look in Shen Xiu's eyes and stamped her feet in frustration.

"Are you kidding? I can't kill her; she's a Black Fox." Even though Miao Ji hadn't finished the story that day, Ye Ying always felt that the reason they had a falling out might be related to Miao Ji's true identity.

With her composed expression, as if none of this had anything to do with her, Officer Shi eventually had no choice but to let her go.

Since she had no external wounds, how did the water in the bathtub turn red? And whose fingernails were those that appeared in the room?

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After losing one game after another, Chang'an could not bear to crush him any further and specifically switched to a team PK game, which finally made Gu Yunqi's expression improve.

The expression on Gu Shengping's face was faint, as relaxed as if he were strolling through his own old courtyard—though this was his own home, Chang'an knew he was certainly not at ease.

Su Tong looked carefully at the door gap Xu Sa had pointed out. Indeed, the paint on the crack was peeling much more severely than on the rest of the door, just like a folding door that had been used for years.

They were only bound together because of the Xuanming Cold Poison and the Nether Fire; he should not have forced his way into her life so aggressively.

Looking at the cake she handed him, which she had poked into a total mess, Gu Jinchen frowned, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry.

"Officer Su, what are you doing?" The butler gestured toward the forensic and trace evidence personnel behind him, asking Su Tong first.

When night fell and Emperor Luo hosted a banquet to entertain them, only to find no one there, he looked at the empty courtyard and was left completely dumbfounded.

"Your younger brother pays his respects to his Imperial Brother." Although he knew his brother’s favoritism toward him, Zhuo Yujian dared not omit the proper etiquette, lest he give those with ulterior motives a handle to use against him.

After more than a decade of tempering, he was now an expert in his own right; even the once-arrogant Donglin Faction had been crushed beneath his feet.

Once that power was stripped from the body, the host would immediately lose their life. Power is an addictive, intoxicating wine; once one has tasted its sweet flavor, it is impossible to set it down voluntarily.