Volume 1, Chapter 27: Is Someone So Young Really Up to the Task?

"Execute them." The general in charge of the execution remained unmoved. A row of surrendered Yuan soldiers were pushed to the front. At the general's sharp command, fifty heads fell to the ground, and the sounds of angry curses, roars, and wails grew even louder.

"I have heard that Grand Tutor Yang has a son named Yang Xiu, who is clever from a young age. Why does Your Majesty not summon him into the palace to serve as a Gentleman of the Yellow Gate?" Jia Xu said with a faint smile.

Lu Ling grasped the meaning behind An Ruo's words and said, "Since it is a gift I am giving you, let me be the one to choose." Following this, as he added that, Lu Ling began to realize that An Ruo would not make any further moves.

She raised her head and gazed at the sun, her eyes like black jade, their expression unreadable as she stared in a daze.

"Chuchu, how much did you hear?" Xiao Yuyin had not expected her to overhear, and she couldn't help but worry that she had caught the earlier part. Would that be counterproductive?

Looking back on my thirty-some years of life, I feel that my eating experiences are no different from those of a pig or a dog, constantly grunting and circling, looking for something to eat to fill this bottomless pit. I have wasted too much intellect on the problem of food; now that the problem is solved, my mind has gradually become dull.

People like Xia He, who study and improve magic from the very bottom, are almost non-existent.

A broken robot, if there is no way to recycle it, can only be sold as scrap metal. The core part will explode, so it must be discarded. Yet, the materials in the core are the most valuable.

Ye Zifan's face turned green. Seven days of fusion—how could such a large insect fuse inside his body? Just thinking about it made him feel nauseous.

He also realized that he did not want to close the notebook and stain the milky-white paper before the ink had dried.

"You'll know once you come up. Get on the platform first." Yun Feibai chuckled, jumped up himself, and beckoned to Liang Hao.

Moreover, Long Teng doing this was merely to make the situation across the entire Longtu Continent even more chaotic. Amidst such chaos, Long Teng could gain more time to cultivate and ascend to the pinnacle of the powerful.

"Are all psychological counselors like you, holding an open attitude toward everything?" Du Zhenzhen asked.

When he entered Mi Shu's room, Lin Chi sat down, carefully observing her complexion, and reached out to touch her forehead before sitting down to take her pulse. Seeing his grave expression, Yan Wei did not dare to ask anything and merely stood quietly to one side.

It was just that these contents were too horrifying; he himself could not believe his own deductions.

"Then we shall take our leave." Jin Junmian bowed politely to the principal and left the office with the others.

After all, for Long Teng, his strength was still very low. If he could contend with powerful Totem Inheritors, that would certainly be for the best. Furthermore, to gain such power, Long Teng would do anything, even work like a beast of burden.

Pushing open the courtyard gate and entering the room, he saw a figure with their back to him. It looked exactly like Lin Chi, but then he raised his eyes and saw Xu Gu sitting quietly to the side, and he realized he hadn't been mistaken.

After all, although she could give everything to Long Teng, Phoenix still felt ashamed and awkward slowly removing her clothes in front of her lover. Otherwise, she would never have let Long Teng turn around and not watch.

But this sentence received no response; it seemed the person sitting beside her was truly angry.

Although everyone was gradually losing patience, no one suggested leaving at such a moment. They held their breath, waiting with Tong Mo for that man to appear, even though everyone shared a common thought: that man would likely not show up again.

Although this dilapidated temple was located in the wilderness and looked broken from the outside, the area in front of it was swept clean, and a large water vat for storage was placed at the entrance.

"The strength of his physical body reminds me of the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers. Only they could possess such a frenzied physique, but..." The Haotian God was also extremely helpless and speechless; he had been shocked by the monstrous power of Di Xin.

"Hey, Lang Dong, your eyes are good. Help me check if my back is festering. Remember, don't touch it, okay?" Because I couldn't see my own back at all, the best way was to have Lang Dong look for me. But I was worried he would touch it recklessly, so I made the rules clear from the start.

Staring at the bed canopy, she drifted into a stupor. Starting tomorrow, she would return to the Duke of Ning's mansion, and a tough battle would surely be waiting for her.

"It is I asking you now, not you asking me. If you answer me, I can consider cooperating with you, but if you refuse to answer, you will have to deal with this murderer yourselves!" Xue Shaobai said.

"It's fine, don't worry about me! Wang Yang, come in for a moment!" Qin Feng rubbed his aching palm and immediately resumed his usual stern expression.

After refining the Five-Colored Tianshan Lotus, she had not touched it, originally planning to save it for a crisis. But now, it seemed she couldn't worry about that anymore.

Actually, when I was first asked to take off this Zhongshan suit, which stood at the pinnacle of the pretentiousness world, I refused; after all, I am such a reserved person. But when Uncle Fan said this outfit wasn't as expensive as the one I was wearing, I changed it without hesitation.

Hearing Murong Che's words, she was basically certain she was Shen Wan; it might be better to just lay it all out and be done with it.