Chapter 76

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Su Wanru used to be quite particular about what she ate, but for the past half year, she no longer had the means to be choosy—she simply ate whatever was available, and even then, she ate very little. As for the Mirror Lake Oasis, she had no idea whether there were still black-clad men lying in ambush there; if she were to run into one or two of them again, it would be fatal. Was it possible that his interactions with her were motivated merely by a desire to oppose Shen Zhan, who treated her so well? The thought of returning meant she would likely be separated from Su Qianqian. Though her heart was filled with resentment, there was also a feeling she couldn’t shake—he simply did not want to part from her.

Lin Ziyu noticed that Xu Yufeng’s face had turned rather ugly. The corners of her lips curled into a faint smile as she pretended not to have heard anything, leaning on the butler’s arm as she made her way to the sofa and sat down. She took out her phone and snapped a picture of this moment. Hmph—Xia Chenxiao had bullied the original owner more than once; now she finally had something to use against him.

Lian Ruohan, after freshening up, noticed her toothbrush was getting old and instructed Ling’er to replace it. She also sent Ling’er out to buy some breakfast. Ling’er agreed and left at once.

The gap below here was similar to the “Thread of Heaven”—only slightly larger. With the tangled mass of roots and vines winding together in an almost magical way, it was impossible to see that there was actually another passage leading further down, not until all those obstacles were cleared away.

In the afternoon, Gao Dashan returned, bringing with him a generous haul of ripe persimmons for everyone to enjoy—a treat to satisfy their cravings. The eagles on that particular cliff hadn’t spotted those persimmon trees before, so the fruits were still untouched. The sight of so many persimmons delighted everyone, and after eating their fill, the eagles simply headed home.

Even back when his father remarried and brought home a stepmother and a stepsister with whom he shared no blood ties, Xia Linsen had never felt such terror. Not even when he was kicked out of the Xia family due to a misunderstanding had he shed a single tear.

Originally, after last night’s passionate encounter, Xia Yuhua had planned to tell Ke Baoqiang the truth about his father’s real identity. But thinking it would spoil the mood, she decided to keep it to herself for the time being.

Uchiha Itachi picked up on the implication in Ryosuke’s words; he looked up, his gaze settling on Ryosuke as if he had found a glimmer of hope.

With the best sound equipment, songs tailored by top lyricists and composers, and impressive vocal skills, the effect was truly something that could only be appreciated by those who heard it. To borrow the words of the most devoted fans: just listening to it was enough to make your ears pregnant.

If you didn’t take all these things into consideration, then you simply deserved to go hungry, deserved to be unsuccessful, and deserved to eat less than others.

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Ever since he had witnessed all sorts of supernatural abilities on Chu Yang, Jiang Hao no longer found anything too bizarre or uncanny to accept.

It would make it easier for me to enter the Demon Realm in the future, but I nearly couldn’t make it out alive.

Of course, Peter’s sketches weren’t like this. They were true military designs; even in the twenty-first-century armies of the East, such military shovels were standard equipment, serving a multitude of purposes.

For example, in the original story, when Kurono Kei single-handedly took on the Dwarf Aliens, he was surrounded by ten of them who tried to rip off his arms. In the end, all they managed to tear was the sleeve of his bodysuit.

When it came time to fill out his university applications, he had no idea what to write. There were no majors he particularly liked or disliked.

After finishing his grooming, Zuojo changed into a loose, seductive kimono and finally appeared before Ryosuke.

“Thank you.” Whenever Tang Yuyan felt awkward or didn’t know what to do, she would instinctively turn to drinking water to ease her discomfort. So when Xu Xinghai handed her a glass, she accepted it quite naturally.

The earth trembled, rocks collapsed, and the ancient cavern—whose age was unknown—finally caved in at last.

But just because something was inexpensive didn’t mean it lacked taste. Those sandals looked uniquely stylish on Aya’s feet.

Shengjie’s lips twisted with sarcasm, his mouth twitching involuntarily, his expression growing sharper and sharper.

Back then, Jiang Yanran had shielded him from a sword, destroying her spiritual sea. It was only by relying on the Sacred Coffin for sustenance that she managed to survive. Though the Water of Rebirth revived her, her spiritual sea never recovered. Now, she was but an ordinary mortal, completely devoid of any cultivation.

After the teacher finished speaking, the students all grouped together and headed toward the security checkpoint, lining up in an orderly fashion.

Li Jinfang sped off in his truck; the group in the back waved at Gao Yuan and his companions as the truck swerved dangerously at the corner and finally disappeared from view.

“Sister Leqing…” Tang Yuyan muttered as she glanced at the caller ID, then pressed the answer button.

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She had originally been a Level 2 Grandmaster, but in just a few hours, she broke through to Level 3.

First of all, the “Four Nations Tournament” was held every five years. On the surface, it appeared to be a simple contest agreed upon by the four nations, but in reality, it was fraught with hidden agendas.

Just as he was about to send a messenger urgently to Picosis to deliver orders to Gneinat, the city’s guardian, a guard entered to report: a Lucanian claiming to be an envoy from Niutum requested an audience with the chieftain.

At the critical moment, Nangong Jun, standing behind her, unleashed a dazzling golden sword light, barely managing to fend off the oncoming force.

Master Tan was furious. The Peng family was simply too shameless: not only did they drive the patient away, but they also used the Benevolent Healing Clinic as a scapegoat, even going so far as to market their name recklessly. What if the patient didn’t recover?

At the sight of the combatants, Ye Zhengfeng’s brows furrowed. It was Liu Yuanxin, one of Qin Wutong’s junior disciples, facing not just a single opponent, but a whole formation of Dao Martial experts and ten Celestial cultivators. Every clash sent powerful shockwaves rippling through the air.

The two nodded at each other and charged once more toward the statue. Ye Zhengfeng also rushed at Feng Wuyi, landing a palm strike to his chest. Feng Wuyi countered with his own palm; the force of their blows sent Ye Zhengfeng reeling back several steps.

Seeing the remains at the bottom of the basin, Luo Chen couldn’t help but suspect that the appearance of the Green Wind was meant to drive them into the depths of the valley.

“What are you so proud of?! Don’t actually die in there, all right? Your wife hasn’t been married to you for long; you’d better come back in one piece and not leave her a widow.” Ouyang Yan rolled his eyes. Though it sounded discouraging, he was actually wishing for Ye Zhengfeng’s safe return from the deadly Mystery City.

This was clearly unexpected for Xinyi, and the spectators outside the battlefield were all left baffled as well.

“The Eighth Prince and his companions all have martial retainers at the Marquess level, and rumor has it some have even reached the fourth or fifth stage. How can the Dragon Slayer War God possibly contend with them?” Many onlookers revealed anxious expressions, all deeply worried for Xiao Yi.