Ruined

Viewed from afar, the characters "Ye Yunshan Jewelry" were suspended above the entrance in the style of an ink-wash landscape painting, giving the entire signboard a magnificent and imposing air. However, the surrounding crowd was whispering among themselves, casting looks tinged with disdain while pointing at the plaque.

Being led around by a young woman is not necessarily a shameful thing for a man, as many women possess formidable gaming skills. Yet, in Ye Tianming's view, it somehow felt wrong, leaving a subtle sense of discomfort in his heart.

Later on, since Li Chengjun was truly a conversation terminator, after chatting for a little while, even he himself felt the awkwardness and took the initiative to hang up the phone.

"The eagle is split fifty-fifty. The shell is not for sale; I'll give you a straight-ribbed roasted water shell for cultivation," Lin Fan said as he picked up a shell and placed it before Old Man Qi.

One hundred, two hundred, three thousand, five thousand—most of the top-up amounts were not large, but the consumer desire was far more intense than that of the original die-hard fans.

Yet now that Li Chengjun was aware of it, if he failed to devise a solution, it might genuinely cause a massive impact.

Ye Tianming had pretended to win the affections of Xu Yuhan, which was undoubtedly taking the blame for a massive scandal. But in order to help Xu Yuhan, he had no choice but to shoulder this undeserved burden.

Li Yingjun was momentarily at a loss for how to respond and hurriedly looked toward Zhang Min, explaining that he had not meant it that way.

After having a bite to eat at his teacher's home and chatting about domestic trifles, Song Yu did not leave until near evening.

With that, the Dragon King of the Well waved his hand, and the Crystal Palace that had stood as his dwelling for fifteen hundred years collapsed with a crash. Following that, both the Black Bear Spirit and the Dragon King emerged from the Glazed Well. The Dragon King rode upon vaporous clouds straight toward the West Sea, while the Black Bear Spirit flew out of the imperial palace yet remained within the kingdom of Wuji.

The Taoist Youth brought back the Six Immortals of the Upper Cave, leaving everyone else in the hall dumbfounded. The quick-witted immortals in the palace were already wondering why the Sage had summoned back the Six Immortals, suspecting he had long since foreseen that this grand Peach Banquet would give rise to a tribulation of slaughter.

Knowing the destination, Qin Shihub drove away. As long as he remained inside the vehicle, Qin Shihai was safe; with Qianbian operating the car, presumably no one could catch up to him, let alone pose a threat to his life.

The sunlight of the entire sky poured down, bathing Lu Ya's red Taoist robe in its brilliance. Even the white Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife in his hand took on a deep, translucent crimson hue at that moment. Lu Ya resembled a surging, rising flame, seemingly ready to step into the void and depart at any moment.

Officialdom is much like sailing against the current; if you do not advance, you fall back. Xu Dongqing understood this all too well: either he advanced further to continue his political career at the provincial level, or he would be forced to retreat to the second line and spend his old age in retirement at home. Naturally, Xu Dongqing was unwilling to accept this; how could he simply sit at home and wait for death?

In every corner of the heavens and the three realms, everyone held their breath, quietly gazing up at the sky above Yellow Dragon Pass in Northern俱芦洲.

To think that with such formidable power of my own, I am still subjected to the manipulation of these magical beasts! Detestable! If I ever figure out a way to break through the magical beasts' layers, see if I, the Phantom Angel, don't roast every single one of you beasts!

"No matter what lies behind me, it does not matter. The most important thing in my eyes is to kill you!" Youitian had cast all caution to the winds; at this moment, he only wished to bring this terrifying battle to an early end.

In over a month, even a god would find it impossible to cultivate to this realm! How on earth did he achieve this cultivation? The Heavenly Eye divine ability revealed nothing, and perhaps this would forever remain an unsolvable mystery.

Yunzhongzi gestured to Lu Ya and the others in greeting, stepped forward, and said to Houyi, "Houyi, today's situation is already clear. It is useless to put up a cornered beast's struggle, which merely invites needless slaughter. Why not surrender early?" With the appearance of all Taoist and demon prime saints, the Wu clan had already fallen far behind the wind.

Other Foundation Establishment cultivators—whether disciples of sects or rogue cultivators—shared the same fondness for comfort. To use the same analogy, the Qi Refinement stage is a period of arduous pioneering, whereas Foundation Establishment marks the success of that venture, a time when one ought to enjoy the fruits of labor.

Xiangling's spear thrust like a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing straight through the clam shell. The ultra-high temperature also roasted the tender clam meat inside to just the right degree of smoky aroma.

However, having no way to squeeze in, they had no choice but to abandon this path and hurriedly pull strings elsewhere, guarding against failing the metropolitan examination and striving to secure a better outlet for themselves.

Upon returning home, Ai Lin discovered that the police officers investigating and gathering evidence at his house had still not finished their work.

The entire deductive diagram developed scale-like cracks, and the various divine beasts upon it shattered into fragments resembling scales, which rearranged and transformed in a bizarre fashion.

Although Xue Yingzong had hoped for this outcome throughout all these days, until the dust truly settled, his heart remained suspended, far from certain.

"This method of the inner-scene body wandering truly has a flavor of rambling through the great void," Xiao Qingpei could not help praising with a sigh.

Down below, the usually elusive heavyweights of the political arena were entirely absent, and the military spokespersons were given no opportunity to take the stage.

Different cultivation eras possess infinite divine powers and various Daoist techniques, yet all of them are built upon the foundation of one's cultivation base.

Because people do not understand you, their words are merely based on what they hear and see in the moment. Once the outcome changes, their remarks will shift accordingly, swaying like grass atop a wall.

Gradually, Jin Yi was bathed in sweat, his azure robes long since soaked through. Five-colored brilliant lights blazed fiercely, turning the entire palace into a world saturated with those five colors. As the divine power of the five elements and the spiritual energy of the divine bracelet poured in, the latent evil and demonic force within the Snow Jade Toad was either obliterated or driven away until it vanished entirely.

However, before the words had even faded, a flash of red light appeared before their eyes, and the other prince, who had been guarded in the midst of numerous guards, had vanished.

"Pardon me, how on earth could I have slept for three days? Also... isn't it rather impolite of you to bring me back without my consent?" Zihan demanded with her hands on her hips.

He had lost everything; this sword was his sole remaining reliance, even more important to his very life.

"Still at it? With your suicidal style of play, if another accident happens, I might not be able to rescue you in time," Tang Lang said with a look of annoyance. To this day, he still had no idea what Meng Que actually had up his sleeve.