25 Profanity 01

"Very well, no problem. I will see to it for you two gentlemen immediately." The general manager knew deep down that at this point, everything would have to be handed over to the cleanup crew.

"Sect Master." Every disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect bowed respectfully as Tantai Wan'er appeared.

He had gathered his stray bangs along with his long, raven-black hair into a high topknot, leaving only a few fine strands to frame his cheeks. The exposed forehead made him look significantly more spirited than before.

Feng Xian felt a wave of dizziness; before he could even utter a word, his head lolled to the side, and he lost consciousness.

But the key was already lost. If she returned to the An residence and An Chuhuai had ulterior motives, then... she truly could not bear to face her deceased mother.

Lin Yu understood that if the Ji family were not lacking in strength, how would Xu Youdong have dared to seize them so recklessly?

Most importantly, when he slept with Tan Xiang last night, it felt completely natural, without a hint of awkwardness—it could be said that things fell into place as expected.

This news was simply too shocking. Who on earth had the power to seal the enforcers of the Ghost Realm?

Crows were not well-regarded for their dark, dismal appearance, and their cries were even more grating; it was no wonder Qiu'er felt a slight sense of disappointment.

On the stage, the battle was drawing to a close. Gao Wei finally nodded, taking the opportunity to pile extra pressure on Shen Ce.

Theoretically, once this research succeeded, the conversion efficiency would be more than ten times that of the most advanced solar panels currently available. This meant that with sufficient production, the entire nation’s electricity needs could be met, and the cost per kilowatt-hour would drop from the current seventy cents to about one cent.

Bai Ruhua recalled a forbidden spell from the "Fancy Immortal Cultivation Manual": Soul Transference, also known as Body Snatching. In simple terms, it meant usurping someone else's body for one's own use.

Those capable of a "one-versus-seven" sweep were typically Soul King-level fighters. The opposing side would reason that it was entirely possible to exhaust your soul power, and since losing to a one-versus-seven sweep or forfeiting would be a blow to their pride, they might as well fight.

The limit for a Spirit-Induction Realm martial artist to ascend was three hundred meters, while those in the Spirit-Transformation Realm could move freely at an altitude of a thousand meters. As long as he flew up to five or six hundred meters, what could Ye Zhen possibly do to him?

One reason was to devise strategies and stand ready to provide assistance; the other was to show where they stood, leaving a deep impression on the Liu family even if they couldn't be of much help.

The absolute elite of the entire Chinese military were actually being trained by a slacker of a young man who looked as if he had barely reached adulthood.

After talking for so long, Elder Zhong never once mentioned the fact that the Blackwater Kingdom had seized the War Soul Blood Flag themselves.

"Enough of that." Shen Yunyang frowned slightly. The line for the meat sandwiches on the second floor was actually this long?

For the entire class, Du Jue sat with a stony face, refusing to speak, listening to the lecture with his mind wandering far outside the classroom.

Yue Ruchuan’s face was livid, and he kept winking at Yue Longcheng, but the other man simply ignored him. As an uncle, he was at his wit's end.

The Heaven-Mystic Sword Sect had conceded to such a degree that people didn't know how to continue making trouble.

The origins of the soldiers under Wang Shen's command were highly complex, including veterans of the Western Army, refugees from Huaibei and Huaixi, and volunteers from Hebei. These men were fierce and daring, but they all shared one trait: they were not accustomed to water. Many of them had never set foot in a river in their lives before coming to the South.

Tianming struck out with both fists, creating two massive craters in the ground. The destructive power was terrifying; if struck, there might not even be a scrap left. To keep fleeing in panic was a certain death sentence. Helpless, the three divine envoys had no choice but to join forces against Tianming. Even though they did not want to hurt him, they had no other option.

"Yes, Brother Xian." Kong Lin used trembling hands to tear open the clothing on her brother’s back and unfasten the straps of his chainmail.

Li Lingyi could only focus on the essentials now. Individual combat prowess was hard to train in the short term, but as long as the team followed orders and acted in unison, their combat effectiveness would be equally formidable.

"You're talking nonsense again. This Qichun City is surrounded so tightly by that dog surnamed Wang, how could a messenger possibly get out?" Kong Yanzhou was deeply shaken. Yes, inviting Zhang Yong and Cao Cheng would certainly bring many future troubles. But if he didn't ask for their help, he would be completely wiped out by Wang Shen right now.

Some had been mixed with wild boar genes and became half-human, half-pig. Others were mixed with mouse genes and became human-mice. There were even mutations into plants, which was even harder to accept.

Perhaps because he had been a bandit in the Taihang Mountains in his early years, he was fierce by nature and knew how to lead troops. He had accumulated merits to become the Military Commissioner of the Jingdong West Circuit, making him a high-ranking officer of the Song Dynasty. Kong Yanzhou held great admiration for the character and methods of Elder Zong. Under his command, he had obediently set aside his unruly bandit ways and served with true dedication.

Therefore, many criminals who fled into the Closed Kingdom remained at large. Only by bringing the entire Star-Shine World under a unified world government for centralized governance could lasting peace be achieved.

The old black-bearded dwarf stopped here, gasping for air. That wasn't the end of it; he began to cough violently, his body heaving so intensely it seemed as if he might cough up his own lungs. Watching him, Ye Ci felt a sympathetic pain in her own chest.

This was a Dharma treasure created by a Buddhist master, modeled after the Heaven and Earth Profound-Yellow Exquisite Pagoda. Naturally, being a replica, it inevitably had its shortcomings.