Volume One, Chapter 28: The Foolishly Filial Old Ox of an Eldest Brother in an Ancient Imperial Examination Tale, Part 8 [Emoticon]
As he pondered, Wen Xin’s gaze happened to fall upon Qin Suyi and Qin Bufan, stirring a sudden thought in his mind.
Qian Duoduo did not stand on ceremony; she tossed her designer bag into the car, nodded to the traffic police officer, and left.
Upon entering the spatial passage, what Wen Xin saw was quite different from the absolute darkness he had imagined. While it remained difficult to discern fine details, visibility was possible, albeit shrouded in a slight, hazy blur.
As he drew nearer, the man leaning against the hood of the Phaeton looked increasingly familiar. Was this not his old comrade-in-arms, Wang Donglai, the president of Oriental Industries?
When Luo Chang and her two subordinates emerged from the mist, Jian Wuqing could be seen gradually moving into the distance, and it was around this moment that Xu Yongfan’s body finally returned to normal.
This news, while initially disheartening, filled her with an unexpected excitement. Yet, immediately after, Mo Xueyan realized that Li Jiang would undoubtedly exhaust every effort to rescue her.
In truth, the sensation was quite miraculous. Even without consciously focusing on his cultivation in the Void-Treading Realm, Li Jiang could feel it climbing steadily, bit by bit.
Unable to sleep, he decided to simply get up. Liu Xinghao rolled out of bed and pushed the door open to find his mother already awake, busy at work in the kitchen.
Lü Xuan was unaware that the stirrings of benevolence in his heart had significantly refined his internal power. Having already reached the intermediate stage of Refining Qi into Spirit, he was now but a hair’s breadth away from entering the advanced stage.
"Haha, my young friend is truly no ordinary man! Try taking another strike from me!" The man exclaimed in high spirits, his fist flying directly toward Mu Tian’s face.
It was under these circumstances that two stone shields appeared on the field for the brother and sister; both were displayed at level 1, with an attack power of 0.
Once public opinion was steered, those who had previously believed that Lovenan had truly appeared in Jinan to defeat Liu Wei in a solo match were incensed. Feeling deceived, they began to denounce those who had maliciously slandered professional players and spread rumors.
"It’s going to be boring again," Lin Nan muttered to herself. She found a rag and meticulously wiped down the area the man had just touched, as if that could scrub away those bothersome cold germs.
As for the other strange individual accompanying the elderly Mr. Mo, Lu Yu found him difficult to fathom. Based on what Lu Yu knew, there were only two possibilities that matched Wu Yong’s description: the first was a monster transformed into human form, and the second made Lu Yu’s expression turn somewhat grim.
Her expression was heavy with worry, for they had just emerged from a fierce battle and were severely depleted. Their opponents, however, consisted of two late-stage Tier 3 fighters and two early-stage Tier 3 fighters—a lineup that seemed no less formidable than those two stone men. They appeared to be in no state to endure such a fight.
A Core Space is independent; aside from the core’s owner, who can traverse it, outsiders are confined to a single space. Of course, it could be broken through brute force, but that would cause the "core" to mutate. Mutation results in indiscriminate attacks; unless one simply wishes to destroy without gain, destroying a Core Space is inadvisable.
Upon hearing Tian Yang’s words, Zhong Qinghua responded with some displeasure. It was not just her; no one on Tian Yang’s side found this Lei Yun to be a pleasant sight.
"Don't worry, it will be delicious! You can start looking forward to it tonight!" she said with a triumphant smile.
He immediately had people leave the conference room to search for data in the dedicated server room. Xiao Lin expected to wait a while, but they returned in a surprising ten minutes.
The security guard operating the footage quickly pressed the pause button, freezing the time at 21:37 that night.
Wu Ran supported the bottom of the purple ore with one hand, while with the other, he extended an index finger, channeling all his true energy into it. He poked at the ore repeatedly, causing it to gradually deform under his touch.
Zhi Xuan, like a startled rabbit, huddled in Liu Qi’s arms, nodding through her tears.
Slowing his thoughts and savoring the lingering chill while maintaining alertness to his surroundings, Liu Qi walked back slowly. He soon realized that the further out he went, the lighter the cold became. After walking two thousand meters and reaching the fork in the path, Liu Qi felt the chill vanish entirely.
Zhang Chu had only ever seen the basic principles of this new type of artillery recoil mechanism on forums, and implementing it in reality was fraught with difficulties. However, Sun Yuanhua was no ordinary man; by opening a window for him, Zhang Chu had provided him with a whole new world.
Despite his excitement, Peter was not foolish enough to pay just yet. He wanted to test it further; if there were truly no scratches, it was at the very least a genuine, high-quality intermediate material.
Faji sighed and said, "Since that is the case, this poor monk will not force you. Here are ten Bodhi Pills; keep them well." After saying this, Faji took out a porcelain bottle and, without caring how Liu Qi reacted, tossed it to him.
Seeing those soldiers who still insisted on manning their posts, the Son of the Wilderness nodded in admiration.
The mind and the body complement each other, neither superior to the other. To use an analogy, the light of wisdom is a lamp in the darkness, while a robust physique is the guarantee for traversing that darkness. Both are indispensable for survival.
Prince Alec, dressed in magnificent robes with an exquisite sword hanging from his waist, had a square-jawed facial profile that bore a slight resemblance to Prince Brian.
Quite abruptly, a dense, stone-forest-like thicket of spikes erupted from beneath Wus’s feet. Estimating by eye, there were hundreds of these stone spikes, each over three meters long and as thick as a bowl.
After several exchanges, Su Nan’s coin purse was bulging, while Jiang Lan was so poor that only demon crystals remained; he had no more Essence Stones left to trade with Su Nan.
They had not expected that this elderly eunuch, who looked impossibly frail, was actually a supreme expert who had long since stepped into the Innate Realm.
Upon returning to reality, Su He selected a piece of exquisite gemstone jewelry to take to Hua Ling. She knew that without Hua Ling’s silent contributions, Zhang Zhen could not have easily completed the transport of supplies. Hua Ling deserved great credit in this regard.
The surrounding vital energy of heaven and earth swarmed toward him, condensing in mid-air into a massive hand that resembled green jade. It spanned the void and reached out to seize the fleeing Guizhong Xionfu.