"Hello, I am looking for Lumi."

Fearing that matters might take an unexpected turn, Wei Qingqing set off immediately for the Ministry of Punishments to meet with the woman called Liuli. At the same time, she dispatched Mingye to the Yanxi Palace to relay a message to Consort Lan, urging her to find a way to go to the Ministry of Punishments and verify whether Liuli was indeed Suyi.

One of them was clad in bronze and possessed an iron bone, resembling a wall forged from ancient bronze, with intricate seal script patterns densely carved across its waist, abdomen, and back.

This was because Marquis Chu, Ji Yu, a junior he regarded as far beneath him, had grown in such a short span of time into a figure he had to look up to.

Whenever he asked Ji Yuan to critique a particular painting, she believed she was merely spouting nonsense driven by pure intuition, yet the smile on his face grew increasingly evident.

As for why Malin was so nonchalant, appearing utterly unconcerned that his child had gone missing—what on earth he was hiding was something Sun Haozhan simply could not fathom.

Upon hearing this, Cang Hai immediately waved his hand and said, "No, Mom, truly no need. Just stay in the village and take care of Yanli. She is only four or five months away from giving birth; we cannot afford any carelessness."

The two male demons were only at the fifth tier of Qi Gathering. Initially, they were somewhat irritated at having their path blocked by a stranger, but the moment they sensed the realm of the newcomer, their attitude instantly shifted to one of utmost reverence.

A few paces away, Ji Yuan was excitedly explaining to Gu Linyuan the reason for her "early departure."

He was a body-cultivator; even if he could not mobilize his vital blood, his physical prowess alone allowed him to leap a hundred miles in a single bound. Thus, he was not particularly worried about encountering danger within, and even if he did, he was confident in his ability to escape.

With a flick of his wrist, spiritual stones were cast forth, and with every sweep of his arm, hundreds of medium-grade spiritual stones scattered in all directions.

Qin Jiuyou had mentioned that he would be staying in Great Qin, though he had not specified for how long. Fortunately, Fu Mingxuan was no longer an official; here, he was merely an ordinary martial artist, devoid of his former glory, so not many people would pay attention to his affairs here.

Therefore, he casually asked, "In which medical academy did the elder formerly study?" The eccentric old man merely let out a muffled snort and gave no reply at that moment. It was not until several days later that Yuan Zhenxia managed to glean some information about the medical academy he had attended through subsequent conversations with him.

The burly man glared at Wen Gu, his eyes blazing as if ready to spit fire, but Wen Gu ignored him completely, walking up to the door and knocking. The door was opened by a middle-aged man who looked rather sanctimonious.

"Secondly, since all these matters are to be integrated into one, we must provoke every single target. This momentum must necessarily startle my sect, at least stirring up enough turmoil to create friction between both sides. At the same time, the person targeted by Mr. Bi Su must also be dragged into this, so that we may fish in troubled waters."

"You little rascal, don't you know those words will break your sister-in-law's heart? Teacher Sang went to such great lengths to shape your brother into such a glorious image, how can you call it tacky?" Someone raised an eyebrow and said indifferently.

"That's no problem at all! As long as it's not some formidable figure, let alone two, even ten would be no issue! If you have any other treasures to give me, I'll gladly be your hired muscle for the rest of my life!" the middle-aged man laughed.

Ever since then, whenever he traveled to the Water Mirror Sect, the colossal divine tree was a mandatory stop. After doing so numerous times, even Yan Shuiyue developed a conditioned reflex.

Consequently, the national team had no choice but to set up its training camp in Guangzhou City. Meanwhile, the Guangzhou Dongfang Hotel, which had been responsible for hosting the national football team during their matches against the Kuwaiti team, declined to continue providing accommodation for the national team, citing prior scheduling of conference groups as an excuse.

Ji Ya felt a little embarrassed. Gathering his composure just as he was about to speak, he noticed the surrounding hubbub and hesitated once more.

Long Sisi stopped midway through his sentence because losing a son was a major event, yet fearing that Long Sanjiang might vent his fury upon Long Kuan, he did not dare utter another single word.

The most crude and violent method was spiritual dominion, which effectively overrode the demon's actions. In Cheng Xun's understanding, it was as though the demon had been reduced to a mere puppet.

Barbara and Noelle were quietly seated at the table, while Amber and Klee were engrossed in a childish finger game.

"After a punch is thrown, if the recipient is unable to strike back within one minute, it will be considered a loss. Warrior Wang, what do you think?" Mu Feng truly found it difficult to dampen Su Xingbei's enthusiasm. In his view, Su Xingbei had zero chance of winning and would at most manage to throw the opening punch.

She could not help but think of Captain Kaeya, who was always stingy when treating others to drinks, yet rushed off to the tavern the moment he received his paycheck.

Among the substitutes, Nasri had played at Manchester City for several years and won multiple trophies with the team. Although he could not claim a regular starting spot, serving as a reliable rotation player was well within his capabilities.

Especially along this ancient street known as Dragon Horn Street, it is no exaggeration to say that independent vendors could earn an entire year's income purely from the business conducted during this single month.

Even as the Empress wept and shrieked until her voice grew hoarse, it failed to evoke a single shred of pity from Emperor Jiang Aotian, nor could it stir any lingering warmth of their marital bond.

In fact, he had previously driven Li Weidong to the training base himself and was well aware of how Li Weidong differed from the other students at the school.

Indeed, they had witnessed and were well aware of Shen Shi's terrifying might; they even believed that throwing Shen Shi into a pile of lethal viruses would leave him completely unharmed. Yet precisely for this reason, they could not allow Shen Shi to leave. They had to restrict his mobility, at least until their work was finished.

Li Tieshu returned on horseback, handed his warhorse to a retainer at the estate gates, and strode directly inside.

Jiang Yuandou offered a wry smile. Without Ling Hao's consent, it was entirely impossible for him to disclose the exact quantity of Jiazi Pills to Elder Chen.

To a mere mortal, a millennium is naturally an unimaginably long span; however, to cultivators—especially mighty cultivators—it was merely the flick of a finger, truly amounting to nothing at all.

The pilot struggled desperately to maintain the craft's balance, only to find his teammate sitting motionlessly in place, muttering in a daze, which instantly filled him with boiling rage.

The departure of immortals and deities left the stars of this realm devoid of ruling stellar lords. As they converged, five-colored radiance intertwined and echoed one another, resembling a multicolored curtain descending from the heavens, or perhaps a brilliant starry river falling from the nine firmaments, bursting forth directly over Shen Shi.

The moment the candle was extinguished, Qiao Er sensed something amiss. Without a second thought, she rolled across the floor and drew her soft sword from beneath the pillow. The blade vibrated and hummed softly; she pinched it gently between two fingers, silencing the hum instantly, and stared toward the doorway like an enemy facing an existential threat.

Liu Dayong and Li Xin leapt out once more, shouting their enthusiastic approval as if the proposal had been entirely their own idea.

Then he saw himself, along with his first and second avatars, striking out repeatedly, sending streams of light cascading down onto the fourth avatar.