Chapter 118: Li Qianjue
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Upon hearing the system's words, Chu Yuyao's anger instantly subsided by more than half, and her eyes lit up brightly. "Right, how could I have forgotten about this?" She immediately pulled out the shimmering, radiant millennium Yin-Yang twin lotus from the system backpack. Then, she stacked over a dozen top-grade spirit stones beside her, cracking her knuckles eagerly. "System, provide me with protection. Tonight, I’m leveling up."
[Got it, host. I guarantee not even a mosquito will fly in.] the system responded.
That was Chen Fei’s matter. Chen Fei was a subordinate of Yao’s second-in-command, while the Nan family supported the first-in-command. Although the latter was parachuted in, power was power.
"..." Tang Song fell silent. Though he wanted to say something comforting, the current situation left even him without optimism.
Later, after using the Rider class card for a fantasy summon, Dayi’s hostility toward the sun and Siegfried’s animosity toward dragons made the Dragon Lady deeply feel the malice emanating from the Holy Grail.
Wang Yu, after disappearing for some time, returned with tremendous power. His cultivation as a Demon General, achieved in just over ten thousand years, was so rapid that even the Moon Demon King envied him.
Other divine children had no issues undergoing trials in the lower realms, so why did his own divine child suffer a tragic fate and perish down there?
This ledger was filled with such records. Hongzhi, glancing at notes about soybeans and cotton, felt somewhat reassured. After all, the histories of yellow and white rice were not that long ago, and he remembered the events clearly.
“Just focus on your own work. Why do you pry so much?” Fang Pingying disliked Fang Xiu’s habit of always cocking her head to inquire about how much she earned.
The two belonged to the southern and northern schools respectively. In the 1960s, they designed diverse martial arts choreographies for great directors like Zhang Che and Chu Yuan and were now the most senior representatives in the martial arts troupe.
Seeing the expression on Jiushi Shuoye’s face, Lin Xiu understood his thoughts and provocatively invited him to a wager.
After Sima Youyue left, she appeared at the city gate and walked back alone. Just as she entered, she saw Murong Kui and others rushing out and hurriedly called after them.
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Wang Quan hurriedly tugged at Ye Chen’s sleeve, urging him to withdraw, but Ye Chen only smiled back without moving.
A powerful blow struck the Ice Panther, shattering the ice with sharp cracking sounds. The violent force smashed directly into the beast’s body, sending its huge form flying far away.
“All right, the formation has been set. The seal will be lifted soon. We must hurry inside,” said one of the formation arrangers, his voice tinged with nervousness.
Wang Hailong shrank his neck and obediently crouched in the corner, drawing circles and cursing Yan Yi.
Spitting a mouthful of blood, the three Demon Sovereigns looked pale and lifeless. Their pitch-black eyes grew dim, losing their former brilliance.
However, Yan Xuan gave him no chance, immediately approaching and unleashing two ultimate killing moves, directly slaying the spirit attendant Han Luo.
“I guess you must be very curious why these eyes don’t feel related to yours—they are part of the Celestial Patrol,” Yun Zun said with a faint, amused smile, gazing at the enormous radiance before him.
“Are you really at ease letting him leave like this? If something goes wrong, who knows how long you’ll have to wait?” In the Qingyan Hall, as Ye Chen departed, Elder Li spoke with a voice aged beyond his youth.
Upon hearing this, Que Mei and Yue Zun nodded simultaneously. This calamity cloud was indeed powerful, very different from the one the young master once summoned. Its might could now threaten their very lives.
“Since you guessed half right, I’ll tell you,” Yun Zun said, standing with hands behind his back, looking at Ye Chen with some playfulness.
Meng Qi also noticed this and secretly sneered. These useless fools hadn’t taken advantage of his dark illness to get rid of him.
Yu Wushuang did not hold back either and pulled up a chair. “Mr. Shi, who is this?” she said, bowing slightly to the Medical Emperor.
Only then did Wang Hou understand why the entire capital was like this. After pondering for a moment, he said, “Let’s check out the spirit hall first.” Abu pointed forward. “The spirit hall should be in the rear sanctuary; we need to go around.” Having decided, the two climbed another coconut tree and stealthily moved backward under the cover of branches.
“Brother Morning Star…” Lv Li stared blankly at Morning Star’s suddenly darkened face, not understanding what had gone wrong or if she had done something to upset him.
This restaurant’s decoration was quite upscale and grand, embodying a style that was low-key yet rich in substance. Coincidentally, the restaurant belonged to Meng Youran’s father’s company, part of the Meng Group’s holdings.
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“Just ahead is the entrance to the boundless Sea of Blood,” Sha Hua said, pointing toward a dry riverbed.
Shi Quan returned to calmness from excitement and, thinking of his situation, still felt somewhat worried. At least now, besides having a strong body, he had no other means of self-defense.
But ordinary souls in the Underworld all believed the celestial fire apocalypse was an unpredictable natural disaster. As a disaster, all they could do was endure and curse the heavens’ cruelty.
When the three of us broke through, Xing Yunliu and I struck simultaneously—both with the backs of our hands!
The man’s facial features were sharp and elegant, his brows and eyes naturally exuding a coldness. His nose was high and straight, his thin pale lips conveying a profound masculine charm.
“How is this any of my business?” Xiao Zimo extended his wine glass toward Han Shui’er, signaling that he wanted to drink with her.
They only dared speak like this when the Thunder Emperor was absent. In the eyes of the gods, the Thunder Emperor was invincible; no one dared approach him.
Wang Peng knew Ning Feng was particular about tea, completely different from his own habit of drinking tea only when thirsty.
Lu Sixia’s eyes brightened. “That’s good news!” He turned and took two ceramic wine bottles from a cardboard box behind him. Yuanyuan immediately recognized it as the just trial-produced “Lei Jiang Sealed Jar Wine,” whose lingering aftertaste had left a deep impression on him.
Li Nan originally thought the men nearby would also sit to drink, but they stood quietly to one side, motionless.
“What’s the fuss? That dead guy was summoned here by his teacher. If they can’t find him, they’ll definitely come to the school for retribution! Let’s see if the school dares to keep guaranteeing things so casually then,” the leader said with schadenfreude.