Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Myriad Towers of the Gods, the Strife of Dragon and Serpent

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Upon hearing that the Lu family was currently being suppressed by various factions, Old Li’s expression grew increasingly grim.
Langemeixi is located in the heart of the Western Sea. No matter which continent one travels from, reaching it requires a long and arduous journey. It is precisely because of this that its peerless scenery has been perfectly preserved, becoming a paradise in our hearts—a place difficult to reach, yet one that must be reached.
Her husband had once again redefined her understanding of how black-hearted someone could be. Throughout the entire negotiation, he remained calm and composed, maintaining total control, step by step luring out the secrets of the Nan Jia destiny-governing entity.
Shen Zhiqiu blinked gently. Although a smile bloomed on her face, she was already recovering, and it seemed to be going quite well. There were no issues with her cognitive or speech abilities; it was only her mobility that required a slow recovery.
A car pulled up in front of the Lu family’s martial arts hall. Lu Mingfei and Old Li stepped out of the Rolls-Royce, with Old Li following half a step behind Lu Mingfei.
It was practically an order. Tang Xiangnuan pursed her lips in annoyance. At the very least, she was in front of her friends; wasn’t Xia Jie being a bit too disrespectful?
The three of them collided in the blink of an eye. Startling combat energy strangled everything around them, and the martial aura raged.
Chen Feng immediately told him about how Jiang Chuan had saved the damsel in distress yesterday and had publicly walked away with the class beauty, Zhang Jing.
The situation at the end and beginning of the month was influenced by the promotion system of the Rocky Academy, which was divided into freshman, sophomore, and junior years. However, advancing from freshman to sophomore was not that simple; as Qiao Feiming said, besides cultivation, one also needed academic credits.
Yin Ning knew nothing of this. She could only feel pain—pain from head to toe. The golden and silver threads of light acted like soft needles that penetrated everywhere, flowing through her meridians and acupuncture points, bringing waves of agony wherever they went.
“I am standing here naturally because I am here to attend class,” Shi Yunqing said, looking at her without concealing his scrutinizing gaze.
“If your mother-in-law doesn’t want to talk about it, let’s not ask. She will tell me when it’s time. Should we tell her about the pregnancy first?” Chu Feng urged Li Yanran not to press further, noting that her mother-in-law would speak when the time was right.
Ren Han was unhappy and wanted Yin Ning to stay further away from Yun Qingfeng. Unexpectedly, Yin Ning did not appreciate his concern at all, instead accusing him of overthinking and being overly suspicious.

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The breath she had just let out was almost choked back. Peony, without a word, threw the maids’ belongings out one by one.
However, he did not know if his guess was correct, so he found it difficult to speak to Yin Ning about it. Furthermore, regarding such matters, the person involved was the best qualified to speak.
Anna couldn’t help but furrow her brows slightly. Watching Ma Jun nod triumphantly, she was speechless. He was the classic type who would be sold by others and still help them count the money, which made her feel quite helpless.
Liu Qihua stretched his muscles, his joints popping and creaking as he twisted them. Wu Jianren felt a chill run down his spine and pulled the person along, rushing outside.
Although the sky was dark, the full moon in the sky grew brighter, and it was precisely because of this that he could see her face so clearly at this moment.
With a loud boom, a hole was smashed directly through the heavy gate. The immense destructive power even caused the entire hall to tremble. It was pitch black inside, but after I activated my Yin-Yang eyes, I could barely make out the layout of the interior.
Opening his eyes once more, the Baron made up his mind. No matter what, he had to go and search for it; if he found it, he would change the landscape of the King’s Mercenary Corps.
Having said that, he grabbed the white light orb suspended in mid-air and stepped through the bronze bull-headed gate.
The headquarters’ intent was clear: if the Japanese forces attacked Shiguan Town, the highly combat-capable Vanguard Battalion was to select favorable terrain near the town to engage them, coordinating with the Qin-Lai Detachment to prevent the Japanese army from pushing into the heart of the Taihang base area.
“Wang-san, how is the situation with the manganese mine search?” Uchida Yasuya put down his bamboo sword, walked out of the practice arena, and asked Wang Jingui.
In the past, when the two of them walked home together, they always parted ways at the intersection, so Lin Feng had no idea of the exact address of Tang Bingyao’s home.
Terrified, Jiang Han quickly snatched the knife away and offered some gentle persuasion, after which Ye Xiang nestled back into his arms, murmuring incessantly.
Below, Magistrate Li’s mouth twitched secretly. Was it necessary to severely punish Huang Yaozu just to be considered fair? With Young Master Qingchen having already said as much, what else could he, as a subordinate, say?

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Moreover, Magpie had developed a bad habit; every night, she would snuggle into his arms, wrapping her snow-white, naked body around his neck to sleep.
Over these past few days, Wang Dacai had already prepared the grain. Those who came to give Wang Dacai gifts were simply hoping to contribute less grain from their own households.
Since he did not want to hide his strength, and since he possessed such a good excuse for his resurrection, continuing to lie low was not the way for someone like Zhang Xun.
Ouyang Yuntian could not overcome her persistence and stubbornness, so he reluctantly chose a matching men’s ring for himself.
At the high point of Xiangji Temple, everyone immediately sensed the massive evil energy. It seemed they had used the Ghost Flute after all.
She was clearly talking earnestly with Gu Zening and the others, and from the way they kept nodding, it was evident that they were in full agreement with her arguments.
At this moment, the surface of the stone statue was entirely golden; it seemed this Punishment-Heaven Star Lord had a particular fondness for gold.
Just then, the door opened gently; it was Father and Lin Jia returning. “You’re back?” Mother wiped the tears from her face and said to Father with a smile.
Xie Aoyu’s attitude was clear at a glance. The tip of his Thunder Spirit Profound Weapon scraped against the ground, leaving a trail of sparks and a deep groove in its wake.
“The cultivation technology for the Seven-Colored Poppy is not yet mature, and it cannot be planted on a large scale, so the yield of black beans is very low,” Zhuo Bin continued.