33 Desecration 09

Yet, reflecting on the Emperor’s favor and the news of her father periodically reaching the court, Pan Jinlian kept reminding herself that all was well. Still, seeing her sister’s restless state, she couldn't help but snatch a wisp of light gauze from the nearby screen to cover herself before standing up from the bed.

To request Master Ni’s assistance with the forging, everyone had prepared more than one set of materials. Although Ni Yinghong did not charge for her services and boasted a high success rate, everyone had prepared backups just to be safe.

Princess Gaoyang “battled” three opponents single-handedly, yet she did not fall at a disadvantage. Instead, it was the side of the Duchess of Cheng'en that kept emitting shrieks and cries of misery.

Even to expel a disciple from a sect, it was not enough to simply say it aloud; one had to make it known to the public. However, Doctor Liu did not do so at all; the old man was merely venting the frustration he had suffered while in prison.

Previously, when the spirituality of the Sea Heart Flame was still intact, a clash between the White Fire and the Sea Heart Flame would naturally have resulted in a crushing defeat for the White Fire.

Once all these matters were settled, he returned to the office of the Gendarmerie detachment. Upon asking Zhu Feng, he learned that no calls had been received from the Bureau. Zhu Mu-yun finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had taken a great risk to pass information to Deng Xiangtao.

If one had ten holy gold coins, exchanging them outside would fetch at least twenty.

On the day Cui Junying faked her death to leave the palace, the Cui family placed her clothes into an empty coffin for burial while secretly spiriting Cui Junyao away to a place of safety. Even Lady Cui did not know exactly where Cui Junyao had been sent.

Seeing Kushida Kikyo being mercilessly rejected by Horikita Suzune, the other students in the class began to whisper among themselves.

He abandoned the urge to retort, sensing that if he were to start a conversation about that term in the classroom, it would not end well.

Hearing this, several burly men who had already gripped the steel blades at their waists lunged viciously at Long Feiyun and the middle-aged man.

In the past, he had heard mentions of the state, the Emperor, and the common people from Judge Bao, but rarely was the concept of a nation mentioned.

Lifting the white man with one arm, he broke the man’s legs—which were dangling and struggling in the air—and then stared coldly at the white man as he desperately tried to pry away the iron-like grip on his throat.

Now, the Tang Clan of Shu had repeatedly tested Master Sanbu, hoping that he would rein in his actions at the brink of the precipice and no longer interfere in the affairs of the Tang Clan!

“Forget it, Miao-miao, Yingjun is here. Let him talk to this foreigner,” said Lin Ruoxi from the side, pulling back Long Miaomiao, who had already extended her leg to kick the foreigner.

Running to the monitor by the shaft, the four of them gasped in shock: a black man had been chopped into more than a dozen pieces, stacked at the bottom of the well like sliced sausages.

Zhan Zhao didn't even glance at them. “Shao Ming, take me to see those two injured elders,” Zhan Zhao commanded. Shao Ming agreed, handed his mother to Miao Ruolan, and led the way.

Yet what had she done? She used the freedom and trust he gave her to slip away from his sight time and time again.

“You—are you doing this on purpose? I helped you carry your bag; you could have just handed it to me gently. Why did you throw it? If I threw it to you, could you have caught it?” Climbing up from the ground, Xia Tian pointed at him, fuming with rage.

Feng Rui took the jade pendant, looked at the aging woman, and stopped mid-sentence. Finally, he sighed and stepped into that Gate of Mindfulness. Immediately after, the painting of the "Other Shore Flower of the Forgotten River" returned to its original state.

I must tell her later that if people scare people, they might faint, but if animals scare people, they might die of fright.

“It’s nothing, I just feel it isn't as good as the one I drove in America,” Dai Ya said with an innocent expression. In truth, she meant nothing by it, but her words were far from pleasant to hear.

The eunuch surnamed Cao looked aged, yet his eyes and ears were sharp. He squeezed the pouch that Wan Mei had passed to him and nodded. “Please wait here for a moment, Qingyi.” With that, he walked inside, leaving the door ajar.

If his cultivation could not achieve a breakthrough, his lifespan would run out in a few decades. At that point, he would return to oblivion and cease to exist. To fully enjoy these remaining decades, he had descended from the mountain into the mortal world.

After he finished speaking, even Chen Fan, a man of iron will, shed warm tears. His words had shaken my very soul; I never expected he had such an unforgettable experience. Perhaps he hadn't finished his story, but what he had just shared was enough to earn my admiration.

The spotted tiger seemed to fear the strength of the middle-aged man and began to retreat slowly, though it was unwilling to give up. It did not back away far, merely taking a few symbolic steps to leave enough room for a charging leap.

If anyone else had encountered this situation, they would have fled, but Yang Guangdu was currently pondering how Li Yi had learned such things and even wanted to take him as a master. He had no idea that his own doomsday was about to descend.

Xiao Ziqian looked at Bai Muxue, who wasn't blushing in the slightest, and his lips curled into a smile—a smile that was equally full of happiness.

“This… I’d better tell you my thinking at the time, otherwise you really won't understand,” Li Yi said helplessly.

As expected of sisters, they did as they said. Thus, Mu Qinzhi was also pulled from his bed to join the meal.

They wanted to continue fleeing, but Jiang Rangkong had already placed a restriction of fire energy upon them; now, besides being able to move their mouths, they couldn't even move a single finger.

Judging by the scale of the site, Qihe Township had long-term plans and was very eager to make the motorcycle factory large and strong.

It was just that his momentary lapse had already drawn the attention of the surrounding demons. They gathered around, and upon seeing the demon core in Jiang Rangkong’s hand, their eyes widened with greed.

At the same time, the soul is also the storage place for an esper’s mental energy. The greatest difference between the two lies in the fact that the soul’s recovery rate is far lower than that of mental energy.

Truth be told, there were many leaders in Huaixi County who wanted to replace him, and the number of department-level cadres coveting his position was as numerous as the hairs on an ox. Everyone assumed his post was the most lucrative and advantageous one.

Yang Shaozong glanced at Li Jingwei, feeling a touch of sympathy, though he couldn't quite put his finger on the specific feeling.

Chen Luo stared at the plate, examining it carefully. He truly couldn't tell that this glob of paste was made from eggplant. Just as he was about to ask, Yang Jiaqian dashed back into the kitchen.

There are some people whom you might know for a lifetime but never truly connect with, and others with whom, after spending just a single day, you would be willing to face life and death together. In Su Xuyuan’s heart, he had always felt disdain for the righteous path of the Bitter Realm.