Book One, Chapter 29: Utterly Unreasonable

She made a prompt decision, immediately abandoning any thought of a counterattack, and veiled her figure within a shroud of nirvana-black smoke.

Liao Xi nodded slightly and said, "Indeed. But I wonder about Dong Zhuo..." Liu Bowen naturally understood Liao Xi’s meaning; having mastered such arts, he could clearly perceive the rebellious intent and treacherous nature etched upon Dong Zhuo’s face.

Fujiwara Qinghe followed along the way. Though the distance was not particularly great, to him, it felt as though an eternity had passed, leaving his face drenched in sweat from anxiety.

Zhu Yuanzhang, sensing something highly unusual, looked back to see many dark, indistinct shadows slowly approaching them, accompanied by strange noises. He froze, a profound sense of foreboding settling in his heart.

"It’s stunning, simply stunning! I haven’t even caught my breath from Kai Sa’s goal yet," Sun Zhengping said, clutching his chest, much to the concern of the audience who feared he might collapse on the spot.

Three minutes later, under Lin Xuan’s subconscious influence, a green hat appeared before Ye Jingxue’s bed. She put it on with delight, immediately sensing the potent enhancement it provided.

Yet, reflecting on it now, Ye Jinmu felt a lingering trace of gratitude toward Mu Yunchun.

Although the theory of the Mystic Pearl entering the body was merely a conjecture, and the second possibility proposed by Qi Long held some merit, the Supreme One’s blood-red eyes were unique in all the world. Furthermore, the pressure and absolute, tyrannical divine aura "she" had just emitted were far too familiar. There was no doubt; the Supreme One’s soul was undoubtedly within her.

Master Yuan San swept the area with his spiritual sense several times, then again with his mental energy, confirming that there were indeed no other living creatures present.

Fortunately, Aether was a truly living creation; it could regenerate by absorbing Su Junyan’s power. Thus, for Su Junyan, such a severing only required a period of rest to recover.

"What? You guessed it?" Madam Wu looked at Ruan Meng with the expression of a Ph.D. holder who could not be easily deceived.

The surface of the hemispherical wall was unrecognizable. A third of the gears had been sheared away, the moon had mostly vanished, the sun was missing a corner, and it was covered in dense, sharp gouges, as if it had been repeatedly sliced and struck by some divine weapon.

He knew she wanted to see Lu Shumu, so he intentionally stalled her, forcing her to appear in person and seek him out herself.

She racked her brain, recalling whether she had ever committed any offensive acts against this king-like man.

At the same time, he declared that the destruction of the Western Regions clan forces was merely the unauthorized action of his subordinates, and that he would now order them to exercise restraint.

Countless memories surged forward at this moment, flashing through her mind with rapid, vivid clarity.

In the VIP ward of the Third Hospital, the moment Yan Yu’s final syllable fell, the air seemed to solidify, taut as a stretched string.

"However, Brother Ye, since you have subdued this exotic beast, shouldn't I address you as Sect Master Ye?" Tang Zhu said with a smile.

Autopsy is merely one of the more significant steps here; the biological and chemical analysis of various other pieces of evidence is equally vital.

She had originally assumed that for the past three years, Lu Shumu had at least been raised under Lu Yan’s care, but she had not expected that he had been raised by Butler Cheng all along.

Lu Yang’s expression was grave as he briefly explained the current situation of the Yunlan Continent to Yan Xun. Meanwhile, he had already made up his mind: he would do everything in his power to save Yan Xun’s three souls.

Xie Youyi rose upon hearing this and bowed to take his leave. "I am a bit weary today and wish to return to rest," he said, before heading out.

Upon hearing Lu Yang’s inquiry, Liu Zongqing did not hold back and recounted his own background to the group, hiding nothing.

Li Changshuo sneered. What an ironic title. He had spent so many years in the Lin family as an outsider; it was rich that he was now considered a member of the Lin family.

Seeing the two figures from earlier reappear unscathed, the dozen members of the Black Barbarian tribe were all struck with terror, and Zhu Tong’s voice rang out in disbelief.

With that single strike, a second hero from their side rushed in, securing the first kill.

"Let me think... ah, yes, does Director Wang Lixin have any time recently? This television series has its own script, and I don't need to meddle in other people's business; he should agree to it, right?" Xu Shi muttered to himself.

Shangguan Ling'er was even more convinced that last night’s assassination attempt was the work of Mu Linsen, as her impression of him had soured to the point of no return. In her heart, she had already branded him as that type of person.

Lin Xiangcao looked back to see Zhang Chunxiu, Yang Bajin’s mother, standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at her with utter hatred.

Upon hearing those words, Wen Yaojia felt completely hopeless. She vaguely sensed that she could no longer win back Murong Zhao’s heart.

Yet, in any team competitive sport, communication is a vital link. If one cannot integrate into the team, even a star player’s performance will see a sharp decline.

Li Duoyi turned around, intending to run back, only to find the tomb wall slowly rising. At the same time, a rumbling, collapsing sound echoed through the outer tomb passage as a giant, spherical boulder plummeted from above, smashing into the corridor.

She shook her head violently, unable to even imagine living in the same house as Qiao Chu. As someone with a disabled foot, she was deeply worried about her own personal safety.

"Yes, yes, yes, we guarantee we won't mess it up. We will definitely perform with all our might," the five scoundrels replied miserably.

He had been away from home for too long and had long forgotten that it was the summer vacation period back in the country. Unfortunately, the Olympics and the NBA regular season had yet to begin, leaving everyone with only the Summer League to watch.

Yet, Lu Chanyi was gone from the world forever; he, Lu Nanxing, was destined to spend his life in solitude.