Volume One, Chapter 27: Has Gu Xingchen Changed?

Chen Xin watched Yang Yi approach step by step with a gaze as cold as ice. Veins bulged on his massive fists as he fought the urge to strike, fearing that a single blow might kill this loathsome young man.

Emotional trauma requires time to heal, yet the result of such healing is rarely a return to the original, seamless state. Something always remains, much like how a physical wound leaves a scar even after it has mended.

Jin Shengzhe slowly walked into the thick, white smoke ahead, squinting as his eyes burned painfully from the haze.

Everyone looked toward the fake Mo Chen with confusion. No one spoke; his opening remarks were baffling, and none could guess what he was truly planning.

"Do you understand now? Is it clear? If you commit a foul, you will be sent off! After the New Year, we are playing a friendly match against that group from the Crown Prince's Residence. If you get sent off for fouls then, we will be at a numerical disadvantage," Qin Feng emphasized once more.

Though she had a streak of greed, she was not a bad person. She was simply reluctant to let go, much like a child who stubbornly refuses to return a beloved toy to its owner.

Seeing the copper coins and parchment on the table, Mo Chen knew that Zheng Yi must have used his "professional" methods to attend to the two corpses, hoping to extract clues from the mouths of the dead.

Lin Yue’s authority was forged in the fires of the battlefield. How could the younger nobleman dare to challenge it? He immediately confessed and signed his deposition, reasoning that since his elder brother had already confessed, he might as well follow suit. After signing the settlement, his brother was released, and the two stood there in mutual bewilderment, wondering how they had ended up admitting everything.

From all directions, the members of the Sword Gate, growing impatient, began to shout and berate. Some stood up to peer around, while others grabbed the disciples of White Flame who were slowly retreating from the arena to interrogate them. The entire scene appeared chaotic and unruly.

"Hey, look, I appreciate your good intentions, but given the current situation, I don't need your help for now, so don't you worry about it!" Ye Long said, looking at the demon cat.

Hong Tian noticed everyone's confusion and cast a glance toward the passenger seat.

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In a mere ten breaths, this was all Qi Bao could manage before leaping away.

A low roar erupted from Bi Bufan’s throat. Suddenly, a mysterious yellow radiance shone from his outstretched left hand, and a vast, heavy power rippled outward.

"Although there are countless stand-ins, we shouldn't waste the remaining energy here. Now, we can continue our previous conversation. Do you have any questions you would like to ask me?" Kyubey used its cute exterior to feign innocence, tilting its head while fragments of its original body still lingered at the corners of its mouth.

However, a thought suddenly occurred to Zhu Yuanzhang: if he just waited here, he would only receive news of events after they had already transpired.

Seven-star existences could not possibly exist. Qin Zheng had never found a trace of any seven-star entity in the history of the Eastern Imperial Domain, whether human or beast.

Wen Liang let out a thunderous roar and slammed his two octagonal hammers against the ground. A powerful recoil surged from the weapons, and with a loud thud, those standing near him were sent flying by the shockwave.

There were no surviving humans underground, though he did discover some hard objects that had not yet melted, along with withered bones encased within them.

When he was less than ten meters from the Slaughter Heaven Blade Emperor, Lin Huang flashed a grin. He stomped his feet to gain momentum and surged forward, instantly closing the distance to less than two meters as he caught up to the fleeing emperor.

"So you’ve essentially trapped yourselves..." Lin Huang muttered, finding the situation equally unsolvable.

Had Xu Ping actually torn off a fire dragon's head with his bare hands at the height of battle and devoured it?

The Third Elder’s lips twitched, and just as he was about to speak, a deafening explosion rang out. Everyone looked toward the source to see that the roof of a palace deep within the sect had been blown apart. Amidst rolling black smoke, a young man was ejected and crashed heavily to the ground.

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They did not sell at high prices, so the grain merchants could only swallow the grain with tears in their eyes and joy in their hearts.

Taotao let out a cry and flew over, but as she approached the fence of the Heavenly Lock, a burst of laser fire flashed. Startled, Taotao took flight and scrambled to dodge the beams.

It was fortunate that Xu Ping did not know Qian Yingying was criticizing him this way in her heart; otherwise, he might have been so angry he would have vomited blood on the spot.

Following Yu Zitong’s directions, Qin Hao traveled a bit further until he appeared on a steep hillside.

Whoosh! Just as A-Jie approached the reed marsh, an Iron-Tailed Crocodile lunged out and caught the rabbit in its jaws.

With a body impervious to swords and spears, Optimus Prime swept across the field. Even an Earth Immortal would find it difficult to best him; to take a single blow from his staff, without a superior magical artifact for protection, meant death or permanent disability.

The higher the cultivation level of a practitioner, the more terrifying the lightning tribulation they attracted. Since the founding of the cultivation world, a significant number of cultivators had perished under these trials every year—even every day.

Qian Yingying formed a sword seal, and with a sharp metallic ring, a three-foot sword flew through the air and landed at their feet.