Chapter 118: All Eyes Upon Him, the Immortal Finally Arrives!

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It was only through the unique linguistic talent of the celestial phoenix parrot that Song Yuanze finally grasped the meaning behind the other’s words. Yet, Lu Shang’s gaze was gentle and harmless, as if the man who had threatened her with the innocence of Li Weiwei and Qingtian back at the bar was not him at all.

Jiang Long, having been away from the internet for years, couldn’t help but feel a mist gather in his eyes upon hearing that particular song.

Su Changge listened to the disciples, who arrogantly relied on their masters’ influence, vent their indignation. He shook his head slightly. Though angered by their words, Su Changge himself remained remarkably composed. His calm voice was low, yet his presence overpowered the boastful disciples across from him.

“What do you intend to do?” Long Zhihai suppressed his fury, determined to await his bodyguard’s arrival, then seize Chen Fan and tear him to pieces.

In the distance, black clouds gathered, and the hurricane howled fiercely. Stretching lazily, he ran lightly toward the cliff’s edge, leapt, and plunged from a height of over fifty meters into the inky sea below.

A greasy man in his forties with a bald head brightened instantly upon seeing An Miaoyi again.

He understood well that for rampant wild grass to climb and entwine the carefully nurtured peony flowers within the palace, it could only seek to strengthen itself relentlessly.

“Enough, Shu Ting, say less. Isn’t Jiang Long quite ambitious? As long as he acknowledges us, our lives will only improve,” An Miaoyi said, tugging at Qin Shu Ting’s arm to urge her to soothe Jiang Long’s mood.

Gu Minglu pointed to a pair of white crystal shoes embedded with diamonds in the center. The heels measured about eight centimeters, but their high instep made walking less tiring.

Bai Qingshan was startled and quickly removed his mask, opening another jade box. This box was empty, but bore clear marks of having once held something.

However, the Thousand Illusion Sword, when stabbing into that white light, was abruptly repelled with a clang, causing even Xiao Tian to tremble slightly.

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“Begone!” Upon the emergence of the demon spirit, Ao Qing immediately unleashed a terrifying aura. His eyes blazed like infernal fire, and his expression was merciless and bloodthirsty.

Frustrated with no outlet, he glanced around his seat, hoping to catch sight of some girls to calm his mind.

At this moment, Qiu Zixuan, as if just awakening from a drunken stupor, remembered the man beside her but paid no mind to his words, even refilling his cup with wine.

Yao Beikun straightened his back, a charming and imposing smile on his lips as he approached Ali step by step.

“But after so many years, you’ve never succeeded in killing me. In fact, I’ve killed you once,” Su Tong twisted a strand of her long hair.

Even so, Xuan Mu found it difficult to believe, but with the person involved nodding in agreement, what else could she say? She clicked her heels and strode into the office.

“A prescription? Heh, that’s far more precious than any pill—something every alchemist dreams of obtaining and far harder to come by. If Master Ling truly had such a prescription, you wouldn’t reveal it so easily,” Fu Mingxin sneered.

Meanwhile, the best cold-processed handmade soaps were gifted by Changsun Wuji in batches of twenty to Changsun Xiu, his future mother-in-law, and others. Of course, Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong were not forgotten.

Though Yang Chong could reach many factories to manufacture the desired robots and spacecraft, he could not locate the whereabouts of the people who actually made them.

Shi’er watched silently, then suddenly burst into laughter, joined by Zhang Ge. They teased each other jovially. Even the middle-aged mercenary, Ge Men, joined in the laughter. It seemed there was no distance between them at all, as if they were out on a picnic rather than on an assassination mission.

Shivering from the ice, Wang Xingxin just set down the wine jar when Cheng Chumo grabbed it and took a gulp. Taking turns, shivering as they drank the chilled grape brew, the two brothers soon found they couldn’t drink any more.

That day, people around the world learned about L’s Angel Combat Team, the sacred mechanized forces of the Chinese Alliance, the pure white Pangu mech, and the miracle zone of Xindu. More importantly, they realized that all of humanity, themselves included, were under protection.

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As a result, when Mo Qingcheng swore the Heavenly Dao oath, everyone’s expressions shifted, especially the eighth prince and the crown prince, whose faces darkened like still water—ominous and terrifying.

Rikono, the most formidable organization on the first level, arrogantly established its base at the very center of Mangyuan, both as a show of power and a natural fortress.

Applying the herb, Lin Yu immediately noticed the purple blood slowly coagulate and cease to flow.

Only when Zhao Wan’er grew somewhat embarrassed and awkward did Su Yi manage to stammer a single word.

Considering the pros and cons, the drawbacks outweighed the benefits. Bai Yi slowed her footsteps and eased the motion of putting away the sanitary pad.

In the original story, the Golden Lion seemed exhausted and past his prime, but if he had one last surge of strength, squeezing out a few drops of oil, Nami would be in danger.

Actually, time in the system passed slowly; planting herbs was ideal. What took decades outside could be done swiftly inside—a truly lucrative venture.

These instantly comprehended test results confirmed that He Miaomiao’s concoction must be effective; otherwise, Dr. Zhang wouldn’t have reacted so.

Jiang Lan took Wu Wei back to the restaurant, arranging a reserved room on the second floor kept for emergencies, and instructed the chef on what dishes to prepare.

Cao Lei had just finished another dose of gamma material, increasing from one milliliter to a full vial. Researchers eagerly hoped to discover the limits of its effects on the human body.