Volume One, Chapter 33: Picking a Fight with Tang Guanguan and Losing Her Boyfriend

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I’ve been played, haven’t I? Why is it that even when I’m struggling to survive by jumping from one pit of fire to another, just when I thought I was about to be liberated, I find myself jumping into yet another bottomless abyss?

The fireballs cast by those Tier 3 dragons were manageable; although some people were set ablaze, it wasn't fatal.

Old Man Yang stammered, and then fell silent. Suddenly, a coarse, masculine voice rang out.

"Tch, hypocrite." Seeing Feng Xinyi emerge from the restroom, Lin Ziya curled her lip and walked away.

And the most crucial thing is that such a large magic crystal possesses a wonderful property: after you exhaust some of its energy, it replenishes itself automatically, without the need for a magic circle.

The country is currently in shambles, the people are filled with grievances, and monsters are rampant in many places. The imperial capital is even worse; almost every night, one can hear the wailing of monsters from all directions. It is terrifying. If it weren't for the hundred thousand imperial guards keeping a tight, impenetrable watch day and night, these demons would have long since slaughtered their way into the city.

Following that, living up to everyone's expectations, Zhang Yixing appeared under the lights, his white outfit highlighting his clean and elegant temperament.

The two chuckled. Who doesn't know that Lord Yama is someone who always returns a grudge? That person named Su Mo last time—wasn't he just dragged through time by Lord Yama because he offended him, and, well, tortured beyond recognition?

The wind blew. No one knew what the Heavenly Dao had whispered into Qin Yu's ear, only that her complexion turned even more ghastly, pale and listless like the first snow of the twelfth lunar month.

Truth be told, Mei Feiran was already tired of her incessant pestering. He didn't even cast a glance at the painting, but instead remarked with indifferent detachment.

Qi Xuan had initially traded barbs with him, but later on, he ignored him entirely, focusing only on talking to Su Mi.

But before they could reach the shore, a wave from the deep sea surged toward them, colliding with the massive breaker that had already struck the coast. The wave height instantly doubled, forming a wall of water several meters high.

"Oh!" Ximen Xiangyang shouted, running over with a slight stoop and a smile like a kind old man. He was overjoyed.

As Ye Ziang had anticipated, once there was no need to leave room for the horses to charge, the formation grew tighter and the attacks more ferocious. Ye Ziang took a Grade 3 spirit talisman, "Binding Seal," from his storage ring and quickly slapped it onto his chest.

The Heavenly Dragon set is of extraordinary significance; even peerless emperors would covet it. It is no exaggeration to say that the news spread across the world in an instant.

"Where are we going?" Cen Jiunian slowed her pace, looking back at the Three Princes and the Lord of Hundred Flower City, searching for an excuse.

In a corner of Nandian Peak, Jiang Yuan suddenly knelt before Cui He to save his wife, explaining the reason for their arrival. This action caused Zhong Zihao and the others to look at him with newfound respect; this man could truly be called a person of deep passion and integrity.

Su Mei kept calling her "Mom" left and right. If one were to judge solely by appearances, one would truly think she was a good mother sincerely repenting.

Tang Youran picked up her chopsticks, placed a dumpling into her mouth, and bit down. Hmm... it tastes like chive filling?

I don't know if the pool water’s unique properties were depleted or if there was an issue with the three avatars themselves, but they were unable to continue absorbing energy after only twenty minutes.

If the engagement is to be called off, the betrothal gifts must naturally be returned to the Tang family; it is a matter of etiquette. Otherwise, if I keep the gifts and then declare the marriage off, the Tang family—far away in Yanjing—might not dare to come to Shanghai to settle scores, as they fear me, but they would certainly undermine the Song family's reputation behind our backs.

"Meow!" Its fur bristled all over. Black Thread scrambled toward the shore, but was overtaken by the flood and slapped onto the bank by the receding wave with a splash.

Su Yi did not hesitate. The harvest from the fire spirit was immense. It had now returned to his Heavenly Palace to rest. This trip was not only a stepping stone for the fire spirit’s transformation into a dragon, but Shi had also absorbed so much dragon saliva incense energy that the gains were substantial.

After walking for most of the day, Ye Feng, having just used his floating wind crystal equipment to scale a cliff, saw people fighting below—and they were getting closer.

Stumbling from the impact, Ye Feng was rattled by her kick and quickly checked his wing jet thrusters.

"Master is truly a god descended to earth, wielding divine thunder with such ease," Hou Zhenshan said, his head covered in dust, offering a sincere compliment.

A gunshot rang out, the bullet hitting the ceiling. I grabbed her hand firmly, pinned her to the bed, and pressed my knee into her back. She was unable to move, and the pistol fell to the floor.

The mental power of a Magic Tower mage had reached the level of a spellcaster, which normally requires more than an alchemist.

However, thinking back to how that dog-like Gu Tianjie had come looking for trouble, Yang Chong felt relieved. Secretly telling that guy to wait, Yang Chong was looking forward to the day he reached the Elite level, hoping to acquire that weapon—the one whose details were sparse but cost tens of thousands of evolution points—to see if he would finally have the strength to fight him.

Thinking of this, he strode over, snatched a torch from a soldier, and threw it at the roots of the giant tree.

This is the scent of peace. In a few years, this place will likely be engulfed in the flames of war.

Defensive measures were built at the valley entrance, and concealment talismans that had survived the degradation of traversing worlds were hung up.

Although the Fengyue Kingdom did not participate in this matter, they were observing the war all the same.

The Blood-Burning Technique is a defensive cultivation method that activates automatically under passive damage. After Lin Fan was wounded by the Golden Armored Corpse’s arrow, the technique began to run on its own, swirling with blood energy to repair the wound.

Dozens of security personnel rushed over, and five minutes later, Liu Xu'er was rescued without further incident.