Chapter 31

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Seeing this, Hua Shidoulang stopped holding back. With all his strength, his Tiger-Biting Fist tore through the spectators charging toward him.

She carefully recalled the entire sequence of events, from the moment Qi Mingyuan brought her back to the villa until the moment she finally left, sorting through every detail.

“Anyone who can afford to live in a car like this certainly won’t be short of money for a few luxury vehicles!” Caesar said, licking the corner of his mouth.

When Han Yun heard that the entire village was going to be invited to a feast, she quietly slipped into the kitchen and brought out all the elm mushrooms she had picked the night before, saving them for the banquet.

A ceiling made of countless cold square panels came into view. Ji Ruijia slowly fluttered her eyelashes.

If Ji Ruijia had confessed everything from the beginning, there would never have been the powerful alliance between Yin Ze and Liao Yufan.

Ji Ruijia slowly leaned forward and then kissed those protruding lips.

Dian Aman said, “I’ve only been gone for a few minutes! I was merely discussing the details of helping Wang Ruoyi with Gou Sheng, who just arrived. What were you all talking about behind my back?”

Since that was how they planned it, they might as well turn the tables and use their plan against them. If they wanted to wear us down, then let them see us exhausted.

Jiang Sunche sat down and obediently ate his meal. Today, however, he did not dare sneak another glance. He said nothing and simply lowered his head to eat.

Secretly admiring him, Mo Qiang habitually struck out with a palm. When he saw the lightning evade his hand again, his eyes widened. The lightning changed direction. Where did Tu Sanque think he was running? No matter what, Mo Qiang still had to chase after him.

Yun Zijin was afraid. Gong Wuxie’s channels for gathering information were so extensive that practically every move she made was under his watchful eye.

Ye Zheng’s gaze suddenly grew profound. He turned toward the Heavenly Stairway, then lowered his eyes by thirty degrees, exuding the bearing of a great master as he pretended to see through layer upon layer of obstacles and glimpse the efforts of Chi Hu, Huan Sheng, Feng Nian, and the others.

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Li Yanyang paused slightly, wondering whether those things were lying on top and absorbing something. If so, why had the others not come up?

After the suppression by the two immortal spirits, no one dared to cause trouble here again. At the same time, as the final day approached, more and more powerful cultivators from the immortal world gathered around the Immortal Hall, hoping to witness the spectacular death match between the younger generations of the two great immortal palaces. Unfortunately, they were mercilessly blocked outside and were completely unable to approach.

...Go, I don’t know how to play. Call me, and let’s have a drink at half past five. I can see that you want to take a week off, but your wallet won’t allow it. Truly, there’s nothing you can do.

When Li Xuanxuan heard this, she could not hold back her laughter. Xia Yuan glanced at Li Xuanxuan, then at Qin Xiaoxiao. From the look of Qin Xiaoxiao, she still seemed to be furious.

Li Yanyang looked at Zhao Kaijiang in surprise, because it was Zhao Kaijiang who had spoken. Li Yanyang had assumed that he had seen it too, but it turned out that he had been staring at the compass.

One sound followed another, each as loud as thunder. Yun Zijin had no way to ignore it, even if she wanted to.

He had always been burdened by guilt. It was a trauma he could never properly overcome. Although Yang Dengqu was the true culprit, and although Sister Fang was ultimately doomed to die, he always felt that he himself had shattered Fang Xiaoqing’s youth, which should have been filled with song and dance.

It was no wonder. He was the ruler of a sacred dynasty, with countless powerful experts under his command and the fate of billions of living beings in his hands. Even as merely a clone, he had naturally inherited from his true self that air of supremacy over heaven and earth, of being the sole sovereign beneath the sky.

Ye Zhixing did not examine one person and then write a prescription before moving on. Instead, she looked at them one by one. Every one of these people was bald: some only in patches, some entirely bald, some with a faint layer of stubble, and some with not a single blade of grass remaining.

At the same time, the million-strong army of the Milky Way Galaxy had arrived in the Straw Hat Galaxy. Following the coordinates of Demon King One, they continued toward Hat-Brim Star.

The moment he finished speaking, Mei Yan slapped him hard on the shoulder. When he walked up to her and met her glare, Du Chun rubbed his nose. He did not think he had said anything wrong, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.

Then he swung the hammer, and the essence of plants began to envelop the planet. Through the energy of that essence, he could sense every living presence on Jupiter.

“After that, I kept waiting—waiting for you to arrive, waiting for you to enter this third trial. Originally, I planned to have the Fire Spirits possess your bodies. Unfortunately, they failed, so I had no choice but to reveal myself. I hope... you can help me undo the seal within the Demon-Sealing Pagoda.” The mountain spirit of Myriad Spirits Mountain hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

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Although her voice was not loud, it carried with perfect clarity into the ears of every cultivator present, and the auction hall, which had been somewhat noisy, immediately fell silent.

When I thought about it, the whole matter really was rather strange. But then again, affairs involving immortals are bound to be extraordinary.

“Don’t get worked up. It wasn’t Yang Yan who said it—I was the one who thought of it. You came here, after all, so I thought I’d ask. It’s all for work,” Minister Qin said.

Amid the heated atmosphere, the light array on the auction platform flashed, and another item suddenly appeared.

The sun rose, bathing the world in warm morning light, yet his smile was warmer still. Beneath his silver, tousled hair, his warm red eyes were like well-aged wine. Before anyone had even taken a sip, they were already drunk.

Ye Zhusheng said nothing. Although he had always remained sufficiently wary of Liu Mo’er, after spending the past few days with her, he could also sense that she was not actually a bad person. On the contrary, she was quite kind.

After all, so many people had eaten at the Fifth Movement. If something really happened, I would not have time to help them one by one.

Ruan Meng had not finished speaking when she suddenly heard Zhou Yu let out a muffled groan and say something softly. His voice was hoarse, mingled with heavy breathing.

When Yun Fan saw Ye Zhusheng, he felt that he looked somewhat familiar. For a moment, however, he truly could not remember where they had met.

Zhongli Wuyou felt as though his heart had been torn into pieces and thrown onto the ground. No—she had not wanted to throw it away; she had never intended to accept it in the first place, simply allowing it to be crushed into the dirt like worthless mud. Tears gathered in his eyes. Pain and unwillingness, hatred and sorrow filled his chest all at once, leaving him unable to breathe.

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