Volume One, Chapter 31: Intimidating the Three Great War Gods

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However, both the imperial court and the Council of State were resolutely firm in their stance regarding this deployment: all newly minted jinshi graduates were to proceed to their assigned posts without alteration.

In the void at the center, two figures remained locked in a stance, fists poised to collide, their bodies frozen as if sculpted statues.

Tang Feiming still had to go to the Cold Palace to fetch Liu Ying, yet she disliked being dragged and supported by Guiyuan and Yingtao.

Ultimately, Fan Zhongyan, being Wang Yirou’s recommender, was pressured by the conservative faction’s attacks into requesting an external appointment, resulting in the spectacular downfall of the “Qingli New Policies.”

Su Wen didn’t wait for her to finish pondering; she loosened her grip, and the bowl instantly fell, shattering on the ground, spilling all its water.

Although Zhong Hao also felt that the refined lyrical style of the gentle school was more suited for brothels and taverns, today he found Fan Gong’s verse particularly invigorating, stirring one’s spirit unexpectedly.

“As far as I know, there are four.” Benny was clearer on this than anyone. Yogg-Saron sealed within Ulduar, the already defeated C’thun and Yogg-Saron, and one unseen entity—N’Zoth. Four, indeed.

Daruni, whose name means “truth” in their tongue, believed themselves among the few races in the universe to grasp the ultimate verity. This conviction once made them disdainful of outsiders, including the demons that had appeared from unknown origins.

She looked speechlessly at the two men. Amid the fiery gazes of those behind her, she reached out and took the conch shell cradled in Wang Lei’s arms.

He truly had kept pace with Gengar, merging seemingly into one entity; countless shadowy figures swirled chaotically before Nazhi, while that strong mental attack drifted aimlessly, ultimately missing its mark.

At first, each of them had reduced their shares, trading for some cash at the time, but compared to the current skyrocketing prices, it was a tremendous loss.

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What Qin Yan worried about was simply this: what if the Baroness and the White Phantom couldn’t handle the warhead?

“Feixiang, your insistence on buying Huiyao Airlines’ stock back then was incredibly wise. In just half a month, its market value surged fourfold. Your 300 million has now turned into 1.2 billion, and the money we put in has doubled as well! You’re simply amazing!” Ding Pangzi shouted excitedly in front of Zhang Feixiang.

Ji Wei sat in the best seat in front of the stage, her eyes wholly fixed on Lu Cheng.

Jiang Sinan only relaxed after confirming fully; no matter what the future held for Ren Fufei and Qin Man, she believed they could work it out.

Upon hearing Ji Wei’s words, the man was indeed furious. He cursed, “You filthy bitches! Money-grubbing whores, all of you can just die!” Then he pulled the trigger.

A month later, Meng Zhong bid farewell to his recovering father and sister, mounted atop the iron-furred rhino, and followed a strange group deeper into unfamiliar wilderness.

The Pingtai Xuanyu Heaven embodied colorlessness and desirelessness. Though its inhabitants were diverse, they all adhered to the principles and fundamentals of colorlessness and desirelessness. Xuanci had just broken through into Xuanyu Heaven, still holding colorlessness and desirelessness in his heart—that was the root that protected him from descending into the mortal world.

Finally, they speculated that becoming a transcendent craftsman required a catalyst, a chance that could only be determined by luck and repeated practical experience.

After a long moment, Lin Peng seemed to realize something. Both widened their eyes, staring at each other in terror. The entire dormitory fell silent...

First was the location of the Azure Wing Divine Clan. It did not belong to any of the seven great powers, standing aloof and detached. Its entrance was utterly untraceable. Chen Shifu could communicate with its plane only because he was a Crimson Pearl immortal body; his divine sense had detected a faint clue, but obtaining entrance information was impossible.

“What’s wrong with you all, acting so cryptic? If there’s anything, just say it. Could it be something at home...?” Already flustered, it had to be something at home; otherwise, Blue Uncle wouldn’t have come looking for me.

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At this moment, Gu Luo sat solemnly in the basement, eyes closed, seemingly meditating. In truth, he was anxiously awaiting Old Qian’s reply.

This Crimson Flame Dragon King had allowed his disciples to be driven to such a state, becoming a laughingstock among the dragons. To redeem his reputation, he furiously resolved to fight to the death against these beast demons, leading the Dragon Legion in a full-scale counterattack.

“No!!!” Lei Yi and the others roared, but no miracle occurred. The blood-red skull suddenly burst into Black’s forehead.

“Nian Fei, you took them as your sworn brothers and sisters?” At this moment, Ling Xue’er was being held by Guo Nianfei, so her hands were free. She looked at Guo Nianfei’s clicking and couldn’t help but touch it, wearing a joyful expression.

“Such a good kid, even with such a heavy mission, you still think of this old man...” Old Tang patted his revolver.

After paying, Lin Peng got out of the car and looked up at the red cross shining somewhat dazzlingly under the sunlight.

After receiving orders from his elder brother, the Dragon Crocodile King, this Crimson Crocodile King mustered his forces and descended the mountain. To decisively defeat the Tang imperial army, he chose a surprise attack tactic, leading his beast demon soldiers to lurk submerged in the icy river, awaiting the perfect moment to strike.

“Sir, collecting fees upon entering the city is a matter of official duty. When Fang Ming was here, rules were broken. Now, according to regulations, there’s no personal grudge between you and me.” The burly constable relaxed slightly but hurriedly explained.