Book One, Chapter 33: Tangtang Frames Su Tingwan

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Upon hearing Ning Yi’s words, Ning Xin’s eyes flickered, and the revelations from Immortal Wujue and Wu Yuhan regarding the destruction of the Spirit Realm instantly flooded her mind.
As soon as he entered the formation, Sikong Yuncen seemed unable to hold on any longer. He collapsed to the ground, his limbs contorting, and his entire body began to tremble violently. A hoarse, guttural sound emerged from his throat, as if he were trying to roar but could not find the voice.
"Excellent! Let everyone be seated. We have already communicated regarding this alliance. Let us discuss it thoroughly today and finalize the matter once and for all."
"I intend to become the Sect Leader; why would I ever go to Green Phoenix Peak to be an elder?" Ye Hongqing replied with a smile upon hearing Fang Hao’s words, knowing well that he was only joking.
The Demon Zombie King possessed an immortal body. They had besieged him for decades without any success—yet Mu Ningxin had solved the problem the moment she arrived?
"The Gluttonous forces from the Styx Galaxy are about to launch a massive invasion of Earth, yet Earth’s Super Seminary has rejected our assistance."
Chuhai appeared somewhat excited, staring intently at her mentor on the path of the otaku with a look of profound admiration and joy.
Such a life might be monotonous, but Ning Xin usually felt there was nothing wrong with it; simplicity was, after all, the truest form of existence. She would often console herself, thinking that while others might envy a life of grand drama, experiencing it firsthand might not be as pleasant as one imagines.
The exoskeleton armor they wore was, naturally, not the thick, cumbersome tank plating of ancient times, but modern Grade-II metal armor. Because of this, no one bothered to intervene as the girls of the Xi family exchanged fire.
Tomoya pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and began to recount the miserable life he had been leading lately.
The adults were all bustling about; some were wrapping white cloth strips around their heads, while others prepared shovels and tools for filling the earth.

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Shen Jingyan sighed. Not long after those two departed, another person entered—a figure dressed in purple Miao-style garments, adorned with silver ornaments, stepping closer to Shen Jingyan with every movement.
"Master of the Three Provinces, are you referring to Princess Lin Yiren of the Imperial City?" Shen Jingyan persisted, unwilling to let the matter drop.
Of course, for Qingluan, life was far less comfortable. After all, with her Sect Leader being so unmotivated—going so far as to practically hand the Demon Sword to others—she truly could not fathom his reasoning.
Empress Dowager Li arrived upon hearing the news, and seeing Zhu Changluo lying on the bed with a deathly pale complexion, her phoenix eyes widened in fury.
Nangong Yu looked blankly at the young masters of the Fu family, his gaze finally settling on Fu Jiushang, and he finally understood what was happening.
She paused. "However, if you ever dare to betray my elder brother in the future, I will make you wish you were dead." The cold glint in Fu Jiushang’s eyes turned into twin blades, piercing straight toward Lin Hangzhi.
The two of them lay there like many others after intimacy—everything felt insipid, and they drifted into a state of saint-like detachment.
"Fifty yuan, are you going or not?" I figured since he only needed to cover gas money, I cut the price in half directly.
Because the White Lotus True Fire was a Nascent Soul-level divine flame, it was impossible to control without powerful spiritual consciousness and fire-manipulation techniques.
Fearing pursuit, he hurriedly swung his blade in a side-cut. Xi Sa had already anticipated these reactions; before his airborne, spinning body touched the ground, he flicked his wrist, using his cloak like a whip to coil around the distant great blade. His trajectory changed instantly as he was pulled toward the flying War King.
After the Medicine Buddha died and reincarnated as Bodhidharma in the Nether Hell, Dipankara became the fourth most important figure in Buddhism. Sending his disciple Li Jing to carry out such a sneak attack—only to fail and suffer losses—truly caused the two sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, to lose face in the Purple Heaven Palace.

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"Radiant Heavens, vast Earth! Grant me the power of the Sage, the Yin and Yang of Chaos!" The twenty-four golden forms of Zhunti all looked toward the sky and roared in unison, no longer chanting the previous Buddhist mantras of Zhunti.
"Li Weiguo was a special forces operative, later joined the Flying Eagle Brigade, and served as a captain due to his outstanding performance. Therefore, regardless of command ability or individual combat, neither you nor Xiao Yong can compare to him based on the experience you’ve cobbled together yourselves," Shen Shisan said.
"Trying to be a whore while wanting to build a memorial arch for chastity—there’s no such cheap deal in this world!" Yuan Hong looked at the half-dead Dragon King, who was still restrained by the Queen Mother of the West’s magic.
"Even though my lower body is crippled, taking your life is as easy as turning over my hand. Do you believe it? Killing you is no different from crushing an ant!" The Tiger King remained as cold as ever.
"Heavenly Fiend Sea-Tooth Formation, suppress!" Three hundred and sixty demon shark teeth flew out from Sha Yu’s body. These were the life essences left behind by ancient demon sharks, which he had obtained and refined into this unprecedented, epoch-making formation.
That so-called 'Last Knight' Wendell Wood? It was likely nothing more than a farce staged by humanity itself.
"Let’s not talk about this." Could you really ask a world-class billionaire or a high-ranking provincial official to perform on a stage? It would be bizarre just thinking about it. How could Xiao Han not understand Shu Fang’s regret and bewilderment? This was the only excuse he could use to stall her.
If the Will Crystal represented the facility's core, then Annie represented the will of the entire castle. In other words, she herself was the Will Crystal of the Demon Castle. If anything were to happen to her, the entire castle would be destroyed.
Yet, there remained a difficulty: 1990 was many decades ago. Most cassettes from that era had already fallen into disrepair, and it was unlikely many people still collected them.