Chapter 82

If she waited until her father truly understood and then tried to teach her, who knows how many years would pass before that happened. The opportunity for financial freedom was right before her; failing to cherish it and voluntarily giving it up made her wish she could buy a few regret pills. Later, when it was nearly noon and time to go home and make lunch, she finally left Liu Shuanwang’s house.

To put it plainly, in the eyes of the traitor leader, he saw himself as educated and knowledgeable, with his mind filled with learning, and so naturally, his vision and taste were superior, while the villagers were, in his eyes, utterly lacking.

Bu Ji gave orders for the Yellow Turban soldiers to endure a little longer; the official troops would be attacking soon.

This time, he came to the Chiba Continent to lead these warriors in unifying the land, not for his own ambition, but merely to fulfill the ancient emperor’s wish and restore Baze’s kingdom.

As a boss, Sun Buqi was generous in choosing high-quality manufacturers for electric vehicle parts, prioritizing value over the lowest price; yet he was also stingy, unwilling to spend on advertising.

Yet the old man had not expected that dozens of other men in black were lying in ambush around that one, all exuding an imposing aura; clearly, they had come well prepared.

Now that enough scouts had been sent out, Gao Shun suggested dispatching even more, so that the wilds and mountains would be filled with their eyes and ears.

Xie Lingxiu’s eyes had once again become a tranquil lake, as if the farce just now had happened a millennium ago. Perhaps only someone with such a disposition could devote over ten years to the world of black and white keys, day after day.

“You truly are irresistible—first people, now even monkeys want to follow you,” Ling Lanyu remarked coolly, her tone revealing no friendliness.

Fang Qingzhuo was startled and hastily drew his sword to defend himself, but Nian Jiuling showed no mercy, every strike aimed to kill, forcing him to fight with all his strength.

She could even distinctly feel the icy gaze from Langya, devoid of the slightest emotion.

Liuli immediately shouted, aware that the rabbit could not hold out much longer. How innocent the child was—her peace was shattered, her life ruined, all because of them.

Within a few minutes, Ye Hua’s group was completely suppressed. If the opposing team had worked together better, it would have been even worse; most of them clearly didn’t usually play together, each acting on their own. Otherwise, Ye Hua’s group wouldn’t have lasted even this long.

Wang Dabao looked down: an endless, boundless sea stretched as far as the eye could see. He felt a strange unease—could it really be beneath the surface again?

Liang Lanyu snapped out of her daze, her expression darkening. She wrapped an arm around her waist, gathered her breath, and with a light tap of her toes, she soared into the air, treading lightly on tree branches as they drifted away.

Lin Luochen had fallen… nothing dropped… With experience from defeating the Demon Emperor, Ye Hua hurried over to check, but unfortunately, he did not have the fairy sisters’ luck.

Celestial Feathered Serpents—authentic high-tier celestial beings, with god-messenger level combat power, fiercer than an ordinary boss monster.

“So, if we encounter a demon beast in trouble, should we help it or not?” Yaya frowned, voicing her confusion.

Yet, whether the Heavenly Court ever truly existed is uncertain. Their self-proclaimed identities are publicly acknowledged, but in private, no one really believes it.

Aketao let out a miserable cry, wanting to cover his face, but his hands wouldn’t move. After cursing once more, Lu Jinping lashed him twice with her whip, adding two more bloody welts to his face.

This was one of the main reasons Empress Wei insisted on winning over Shangguan Wan’er—not only because she was favored by Empress Wu Zetian and wielded significant power at court, but also because she commanded an elite inner guard, crucial in the struggle against Li Longji.

After their playful bout, they returned to training. Kim Jong-kook, as if with a new toy, earnestly practiced the moves Li Shenxing had just taught him, striving for perfection in every motion.

“After the Blood Demon Transformation, my strength should be double the normal state, not counting the further boost from unleashing blood energy.”

As the tide turned, the remaining three giant blood phantoms also collapsed one after another. Seeing that victory was certain, Liu Heng withdrew his own blood formation, sparing his strength and leaving his soldiers to fight on, bringing the battle to a gradual close.

The escaped convicts, though most were recaptured, still had some who risked another flight. After all, staying meant almost certain death, while running offered a slim hope of survival.

Though it might disregard Zhou Xiaomin’s wishes and seem to hinder her freedom to marry whom she pleased, such family intervention was unavoidable.

Zhang Yijie’s face was clouded with uncertainty as she stared fixedly at the orchid grass on her chest, now stained red.

Until one day, an important figure inspected the underworld prison and discovered Lady Yue’s situation. All the ghost soldiers and jailers spoke up for her, pleading for mercy. The dignitary did not comment, but before leaving, ordered the soul-locking chains be removed from her.

Though the reporter scoffed at Bobovich’s words, he keenly sensed a big story and began “questioning” Ringer.

Ning Yang spoke calmly, still wearing a faint smile. His eyes were as deep as the stars, revealing nothing of his inner thoughts.

Wang Feng, however, didn’t believe it. Whoever he’d defeated so soundly last time wouldn’t dare make trouble again. But if they were not afraid of being beaten even worse, they were welcome to try whatever tricks they liked.

Perhaps because he’d been “idle” too long, his movements were awkward at first, half passively grappling with Xiao Youran. Only when a sharp pain struck a vital spot did Song Kui realize the power within him had gone quiet, and he was once again in control of his body.

Leng Aohan’s group was resting when suddenly, a noise came from behind the Buddha statue, and everyone gripped their swords.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was not this at all, but rather the origin of the rabbit spirit, or why he could not use the divine power granted by the Tower of Heaven on the second floor.

Keisuke Honda, the new Japanese recruit for Milan, had already played in the Champions League this season for former club CSKA Moscow, so he was ineligible to play for AC Milan in the knockout stage and could only watch the match from the stands.