Chapter 53

If Hu Bayi were to suddenly get too excited while turning the key in a moment, they would all be done for.

Shengming was full of sophistry and extremely foolish. Rouxue couldn't even be bothered to argue with him, shifting his gaze back to Qisha.

Usually, people only saw Xiahou Jinkang acting as the young patriarch, steady and considerate of the bigger picture, to the extent that one might forget he was inherently a formidable and unyielding person.

Some people, upon seeing the girl they liked fall for a more handsome and wealthier man, would dismiss the girl as materialistic and vulgar, or even let love turn to hatred and belittle the other person in their heart.

Thus, Zheng Ying, Wu Lanhua, Dan Xunfei, and Liu Zhi accompanied the two sisters onto a large ship and headed toward Xishuishun Island.

However, what Qingqing hadn't expected was that only a short while ago, Qin Junxi had been nothing more than a beggar on the streets.

"Does it require someone of his innate talent?" Chu Ci looked up at the man standing behind the Heavenly Monarch.

That blood-red coiling dragon fighting fiercely with the ice dragon suddenly dissipated into a shower of blood rain, which drifted past the ice dragon and fell precisely where Jiang Ling was standing.

Shan felt slightly puzzled and couldn't help narrowing her eyes, wanting to see more clearly.

While continuously comforting his subordinates, Belatu looked anxiously at Su Nan, hoping he could come up with a solution.

Yet, upon hearing the name "Jiang Chu" uttered by others, he would instantly freeze as if struck by lightning, falling into a daze with his mouth half-open, unable to move a muscle.

Wen Ruyha signaled her to lean closer, then repeated what Bi'er had said. Not seeing the anticipated look of surprise, she reminded her, "Leaving the palace in private is a capital offense." With such a wonderful opportunity to eliminate a rival in love, why not seize it?

Stepping into the market, a chaotic and piercing wave of noise surged into Tian Tian's ears. Although she felt deep aversion in her heart, there was nothing she could do.

Shen Xin seemed to hear Zhuang Feng say something, but didn't catch it clearly, so she asked, "What?"

Bai Jiujiao knew nothing of what had happened to Yuan Wei. Assuming that Yuan Wei, being at the four-heaven realm of bone-refining, couldn't possibly pose any serious threat to her, she swung her slender arms and lunged forward.

Hua Mian couldn't help being startled. In her past life, she had always been reserved and never slipped up; why was she losing her composure now? She immediately felt annoyed with herself.

Lin Aoxue's level was one higher than mine. I watched as the white sword in her hand stirred up a layer of glacial aura, forming a cold current like icy sword qi that wound through the dense forest and struck the bandits. Damage numbers popped up over the bandits' heads, almost scaring the wits out of me.

This was no less than a bolt from the blue, shocking the entire Luowu City. Those exceptionally valorous beastmen were originally capable right-hand men of断云 (Danyun), such as the elders of Luowu City, the commander of the garrison camp, and the prefect. The existence of the Beast King had been the sole belief keeping them holding on.

Fearing that others in the village might notice anything amiss, Wang Hou did not slow his pace, flying out of the village like the wind. Seeing that no one was pursuing him, he finally calmed down, pulled the night-clothing off his head, shook out the leaves from his sleeves, draped the garment over his shoulder, and returned leisurely along the way he had come to Lianhua Farm.

As for why Ye Guozhou and the others had engaged in battle with the primeval giants of the Human Desolation, the fundamental reason was likely the Primordial Chaos Imperial Tomb.

"I'd say you're lacking money and out of your mind, asking for five million. You think you can fool us sisters with a few parlor tricks of face-reading? Only an idiot like Yu Lili would believe it. Sisters, let's go." Cao Li picked up her backpack with a sneer and walked out, leaving the remaining girls to look at each other and follow suit.

Without hesitation, Han Xiao strode into the elixir room. Sure enough, on the very last row of elixir shelves, he found a solitary porcelain bottle sitting neatly in place.

Then the golden bead began to tremble, the spiritual light on its surface surging dramatically, and a terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky.

Although his divine sense had not fully recovered, the power of his phoenix-eye divine ability remained extraordinary. In an instant, his eyes turned multicolored, and the scenery within a radius of several hundred miles remained crystal clear.

"I came here all by myself precisely for the sake of tempering myself and advancing further. These external conditions are merely temptations for those mediocre souls who can no longer progress. Besides, as long as I am strong enough, what could I possibly lack?" Song Tianji explained.

Having said this, the elderly female doctor coughed violently a few times, her face turning crimson, as if she were about to lose her breath.

The uniforms of the staff at the Mo Wei House resembled western suits, except for their brighter colors, which matched the colorful and flavorful theme promoted by the establishment.

A wave of burnt odor wafted over. The few of them exchanged glances and quietly followed the scent. Upon approaching, they saw a sprite directing a cluster of skewered roasted fish dancing amidst a raging bonfire—it was obvious the fire was being maintained by the sprite's magic.

Countless chains condensed from blood flew toward the twin ice wings, binding them tightly. However, relying solely on the Chains of Atonement to completely restrain the twin ice wings was clearly impossible. Struggling violently, the twin ice wings snapped several of Ye Huan's Chains of Atonement in an instant.

"You're pushing yourself too hard, actually daring to go toe-to-toe with me. Go to hell!" The man in black narrowed his eyes coldly and unleashed his powerful strike.

This must be what they called a hermit, right? And the reason she was willing to share her own story was merely to fulfill her final duty as a Nordah elf and an old subject of the Holy Spring Dynasty, right?

Money was meant to be spent; Li Yang was not one to begrudge himself or feel wronged. With a net worth of billions, why on earth would he still wear street-stall clothes and ride the public bus?

Furthermore, Chen Fan had not only returned to his ancestors and been recognized by the clan, but had also become the new helmsman of the Chen family. Chen Quanbing, who had long enjoyed a lofty position, must have felt extremely complicated upon seeing a younger generation member who was now the head of the family.