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Instead of hiding both himself and the legendary sword upon acquiring the Nine Provinces, the child's very first move was to take the renowned blade straight to the streets to hawk it.

Zuo Lanshan's inquiry forced me to begin rethinking the eccentric. Indeed, if I had to explain how I came to know him, it was likely because I wanted to get to the bottom of his connection to Tang Wei that our paths crossed.

As if spellbound, Ma Ziyue executed a graceful maid's bow toward Rongrong.

Turning the pages of my grandfather's journal once more, I found that certain matters he had previously told me in person took on entirely new meanings upon being read anew.

With yet another slice made by the cutter, a burst of radiance flashed forth once more. This radiance differed entirely from the previous ones—not only was the glow much more intense, but the color was completely different as well. The earlier hues had been cyan, blue, purple, and yellow, whereas this one was a brilliant orange.

"Come, let us drink today! The King of Shu's Immortal Drunk shall have an unlimited supply today. Aside from the commanding officers on duty, everyone else shall drink until they fall!" Wang Chen did not strip the vassal princes of their titles, but neither would their descendants inherit them.

More ironically, prior to being betrayed and having her life torn away, Qin Ziyan had coincidentally listened to a melody of this very sort, performed by the even more skilled Abbess Jingye.

True, Hu Yiwan might have a screw loose in his head, but he possessed a certain degree of competence to be able to roam free until this very day.

Only then did Gu Zhige notice that Gu Jingyuan's wrist was wrapped in a layer of gauze, with blood faintly seeping through.

Had archery and chariot-driving not dragged her down, Lin Weiwei's scores in the first four subjects alone would have easily secured her a spot in the top three.

Every single member of the Elven race is a master of magic, which is essentially equivalent to every single one of them being a human spirit array master. Just imagine what a terrifying race this is!

The intertwined red glows from the series of surveillance cameras mounted along the tops of the walls flickered and shifted. Having just experienced a brutal reality check, the prisoners were far more well-behaved now. Most of them kept their heads down as they followed the person ahead of them to complete the intake procedures, devoid of any commotion or cursing.

I must admit, this was by far the most exhilarating experience Yang Ming had ever had. Although he had previously kissed Chu Jiaxin and Chen Yushu, those instances could hardly be described as mutual, and naturally, he had been unable to experience the most exquisite sensations within them.

Kashyapa Academy stood as one of the more prominent institutions in the Profound Sky Continent and ranked among the elite high-level martial academies within the Great Feng Dynasty. Its reputation had been elevated to an entirely new tier this year, largely due to the emergence of a Hunting King from within its walls.

Those who had received Qing Hong's promise walked outward one after another. After all, there was nothing they could do at present. Initially, they had intended to force her to provide a clear explanation by any means necessary, even resorting to coercion if needed. However, the words spoken just moments earlier by the man in purple left them too terrified to act rashly.

Haggis and the others from the film crew wanted to rush forward to help Xu Feng, but the distance was simply too great for them to make it in time. In their panic, they seemed to have completely underestimated Xu Feng's combat prowess.

Ye Fantian's lazy voice drifted out, sounding utterly casual, as though Tang Qing being beaten and Tang Jinghu's boiling rage were of no consequence to him whatsoever.

Jiang Lang sat upon the mountaintop for mere moments before catching sight of Solon and Ye Haoyang approaching from afar. It appeared that the mysterious leader of the mercenary group still deemed her useful and had no intention of casting her aside after the enemy was vanquished.

As the foreign members made a frantic dash out of the hospital, Gao Fei climbed out of bed, softly donned his clothes, and prepared to venture outside for a stroll. On a night like this, unable to sleep as he was, he could indeed afford to move about and simultaneously scout the situation in the city of Bolden.

"Master—" As if having resolved himself to something, Yin Hun abruptly materialized right before Qing Hong's eyes, his massive, handsome face filling her entire field of vision.

The Martial Honored who sold the intelligence departed immediately after recounting the details concerning Qin Jian.

Tang Yun fell silent, the wisps of smoke curling off his back gradually dissipating. Catching the cue from the puppet Ralph's gaze, the blue-haired fellow quietly lowered the ice bucket in his hands.

Little wonder that Daoist Liuguang was drenched in cold sweat, pale-faced, and fraught with overwhelming dread.

"Oh my, not bad at all, Gu Minghao. You're looking more and more like a domestic family man. You're so good at housework—whoever marries you in the future is going to be truly blessed," Su Jing teased with a smile.

I felt somewhat bewildered. What could have possibly happened to make his mood seem so pleasant after enduring such excruciating pain?

One could say that although these two factions were cooperating, they harbored their own hidden agendas from the very beginning, each plotting against the other. Of course, since Yunlu was a venomous and ruthless old matriarch, her scheming was ultimately a cut above; she had secured the initial advantage by fabricating the tale of the three altars.

"It seems I have come at a bad time today. I shall return another day to pay my respects to the Prince." With that, he cupped his fists in a salute and turned straight toward the door, walking out.

"Even if it's just drawing blood, it hurts terribly. Unless you pay us, forget about it!" Chen Long stated coldly.

"Yisheng!" I called out to him through sobs. He gently wiped away my tears in response, yet even though his hands were damp with my weeping, my tears could not soften his heart by even the slightest fraction.

At any rate, nearly all the experts had now converged upon the subterranean world of fire beneath Ancient Immortal City, all eager to explore the ancestral flames. With powerhouses like Bai Ze safeguarding him to ensure Su Jiaxue's safe breakthrough, there should not be any problems whatsoever.

"I said there's no need. Instead of wasting time on that, you'd better help restore Jiayiluo's injuries," Xianglong said, turning his head to look at Dafa.