Volume 1, Chapter 58: Let the Person Chen Feng Wants to Save Die First

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The first and second matches had begun simultaneously. Jin Jin sat on a chair in the rest area, watching the progress of the matches with great interest through the massive light screen projected by the focusing lens.

Since he was able to cleanly and decisively reject the new employee, he should also make his stance clear to Xia Fan, rather than pretending to be clueless to dodge her confession and leave her trapped endlessly in an emotional whirlpool.

The gap between the sixth and seventh layers of Qi Refining represents the transition from the intermediate stage to the late stage, and the increase in cultivation level is much greater than that from the fifth layer to the sixth.

However, considering this was the imperial palace, it made sense that the finest gardeners in the world would be stationed right here.

The trust between father and son was as fragile as loose sand; it was fine while it sat undisturbed, but the moment a gale like Su Qian blew through, it would be instantly scattered to the winds.

In the center of the private room stood a rosewood tea table, beside which sat a young man holding a purple clay teapot and pouring tea into a cup.

"Since this incident has nothing to do with the estate, it is equivalent to you and Qiaomu Cao helping me out in a private capacity."

It is a well-known fact that Tier 5 and Tier 6 spiritual veins actually belong to the same tier; one only needs to infuse a massive amount of primordial chaos energy to naturally reinforce a Tier 5 vein into a Tier 6 spiritual vein.

Yet, in Ye Shanshan's perception, Ye Chen was merely an ordinary person, or at best, a wilderness hunter with decent combat skills.

"Does anyone else have an impeachment against the Empress? Make sure your accusations are well-founded. If you are wrong, you will be flogged on the spot as a warning to others," the Emperor said.

Jiang Dong's heart skipped a beat—this was the fluctuation of a Saint-tier entity! A ten-winged cultivator was hidden within the cavern! Although the people of the Nine Provinces vastly surpassed the Romans in Daoist magic and could fight across tiers, once it reached the Saint tier, many Daoist spells became ineffective. Combat at that level relied entirely on one's comprehension of the cosmic order.

Compared to the Central Continent, the people on this continent possessed exceptionally high spirits, likely due to being far removed from the threat of war—much like the Shire in the Central Continent, which remained uniquely peaceful thanks to enduring years of tranquility.

Under such a guaranteed winning condition, all Mu Jing needed to do was hold onto his Q ability without casting it, and continuously chase down the enemy's Elise with basic attacks. Regardless of whether she juked or stood still, as long as she did not flash, Mu Jing would absolutely not release his Q.

Evening was approaching, and the setting sun cast its glow over Huiyu City. The blood-red afterglow made the entire city look as though it were immersed in a crimson tide.

The very moment Yuzhang Xing withdrew, that mass of white true Qi instantly erupted, triggering a roaring flash of white light.

Sidestepping Fiora's lunge with a flash, Li Min raised her gun the very next second and began her attack. Meanwhile, the Troll inside the dragon pit had already been slain by the opponents, and Taric directly flashed out of the pit after stunning the enemy with his E ability, Dazzle.

Yet, amidst this continuous dodging, Junchi suddenly understood something, abruptly stopping in his tracks to stand stock-still.

Fortunately, the pilot was recruited from veteran air force personnel with extensive experience in evading adverse weather conditions. Braving the downpour and low visibility, he finally managed to land the plane smoothly and bring it to a halt at the end of the runway.

Although Lin Yu understood this in his heart, he had to admit that he indeed harbored the intention of leaving this place. For some reason, ever since the white phantom from earlier had vanished, he had been plagued by a sense of unease—and this was certainly not a good omen. However, there were still some matters he needed to inquire about from Elder Eagle Seven.

"My Nether Sun Dao Image has not yet transformed into the Saintly Heaven Dao Image! I am currently cultivating the Divine Moon Dao Image, and it's just a hair's breadth away from evolving!" Qin Wu said.

The lofty Emperor-tier experts, Royal-tier experts, and Domain-tier experts sat anxiously on the ground, watching the man in the sky step down through the air, stride by stride.

"Brother Taishi, when I step into the second realm of the Divine Universe, how many Divine Universe Gold Stones will be needed for the Divine King's Heavenly Seal to evolve further?" Qin Wu was quite pleased to learn that the Divine King's Heavenly Seal could continuously evolve.

"A collision of geniuses, is it? Commander Bai is right. I heard there is a wager between the two most outstanding talents; why not let everyone witness it first?" Tian Sen Yindang wore the expression of a starry-eyed fan.

Recalling the previous behaviors of Lim Yoon-ah and the others, he suddenly experienced a moment of realization, as it felt somewhat like a hidden camera show.

Following my cough, a voice sounded from beside me: "He's awake, he's awake! Doctor, doctor!" The voice suddenly rose, filled with excitement.

Xiao Daqing then spoke with flying spittle, rattling off a long list of details concerning that outpost.

"How can you be so terrifying?" The Demon's heart still had not calmed down; this was simply too terrifying.

"Teacher, the clothes I made from leaves are finished. We can distribute them to the villagers so they won't feel cold when winter arrives," Luhua said with a smile.

That night, Ye Chenming held Ding Le in his arms. Although they were not lying on the comfortable large bed at home, Ding Le slept relatively peacefully. Because Lian Cheng was just outside and the lounge door was not soundproof, the two of them refrained from intimacy, fearing they might stimulate Lian Cheng, who had been drugged.

Originally, it was placed on Chu Xiaochen to create the illusion that she was Lin Xiangwan.

The truth was indeed so. Countless people struggled to adapt to her sudden elevation to Noble Consort, with Consort Hui being the very first to grind her teeth in resentment. Yet, regardless of how she felt, the mandatory protocol and gifts still had to be delivered, without a single fraction lacking.

Su Yao sat anxiously in the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, biting her finger in deep thought. Midway through, she received a call from Su Xixi informing her that Su Huisheng was now out of danger.

"I represent the wind, and all winds heed my summons!" Prince Feng roared, forming hand seals with both hands to summon another tornado. It possessed immense rotational force and razor-sharp wind blades, charging forward to collide directly with the demonic tornado.

Last time he had asked Lin Xiu and the others to join the Yan family, only to be refused by Lin Xiu. Now that Lin Xiu was volunteering the offer, it filled him with pleasant surprise.