Volume One, Chapter 62: Forced Kiss

Lyle paid no attention to them; instead, he muttered to himself, repeating the incantation that Chen Sinan had just recited. In the woods, there were only a few places where things could be hidden, so after more than ten minutes of searching, she found two talismans. In fact, Lin Xi had previously discovered the ancient tomb while looking for a secluded spot to level up; now, even though she knew one group couldn’t recognize her and another wouldn’t come to cause trouble for a while, she still didn’t dare to be careless, so she chose a hidden place to train.

"Vivi, you look stunning in this swimsuit," Tang Xuanli quickly praised. He had wanted to say it when he first saw her, but worried Bao Vivi might be embarrassed in front of Zhu Beibei and the others, he held back until now.

It’s said that Gu Zhaoguang led eighty thousand soldiers and, in just three rounds, routed the Yi people, sending them fleeing in utter disgrace.

Since the opponent’s attack power was unimpressive, Lin Xi fought while taking the opportunity to glance at its attributes.

"Actually, that spell shouldn’t consume so much magical energy. But for some reason, casting spells here is unusually difficult. It must be due to the environment," Mo Kui speculated, raising his eyes to the dim, haze-laden sky.

Of course, his legs had long since gone weak with fear; kneeling now was merely following the course of events.

"Vivi, I really don’t understand this country’s education system," Tang Xuanli admitted. He had always lived in France, and compared to abroad, the domestic education was much more conservative, which explained his confusion.

Chen Yutian looked around in bewilderment. He had no idea where he was or how long he’d been unconscious. He only felt tired, his whole body suffused with weakness.

In the primordial world, the powers’ abilities were largely fixed; to make progress, cultivation required eons, and emotions and desires had become irrelevant. Some even abandoned them entirely to gain clearer insights into the Dao, seeking clarity of mind, undisturbed by anything external.

Furthermore, this Food War gathered the top talents among first-year students, including Ji no Kuni Nene and Kuga Teruki, as well as second-year dessert master and Elite Ten member, Kishi Yukobo Momo.

Within the inn, the past self’s sorrowful memories lingered, pain like blades scraping bone, anguish piercing the heart—the deepest grief in the world. Hatred festered, cursing the heavens’ injustice and the reign of evil. Ding Buer was lost in rage, wishing to destroy everything.

Yet Ren He didn’t respond. To him, the courtyard was his stronghold; only friends he’d vetted could enter, and strangers were simply not welcome.

Because of these burdens, Yang Ye and his son endured several fierce battles. Their numbers dwindled from over twenty thousand when breaking through the encirclement to just over ten thousand now, losing half their men, all wounded. If another battle erupted, total annihilation was not impossible.

He realized he must have entered this place in spirit or soul. If he was assimilated here, he might never return—Benjamin in reality would become a helpless shell.

That year, her elder brother was just a teenager, never given a chance to grow up. She had no memory of his adult face.

Even ghosts had to buy props; could it be that Xiaoyu grabbed so many red envelopes because she was a ghost and needed a large amount of ghost coins?

Perhaps only by unraveling this mystery could they truly understand what the Grand Diviner and the power behind him sought as their ultimate goal.

With a buzzing roar, heaven and earth trembled. A divine image descended from the sky, stars shuddered, exuding a wild and overwhelming aura that immediately suppressed the three-legged golden crow.

Shen Lu could never have expected that Jian Ning, lying in her hospital bed, would burst out laughing upon seeing the set of nude photos of Fu Tianze—not angry, not blushing, not heart racing—more excited even than hearing Shen Lu and Fu Tianze's passionate voice messages.

Knowing Chen Feng might have taken an unknown pearl in the secret chamber, and that unexpected dangers were possible, Chen Jing panicked.

Fat Li seemed perfectly at ease at this moment, climbing up with a barrage of flattery that never ceased. In short, his boss’s great achievements were worthy of praise. If one compared his talent for flattery to his abilities, the former might even be superior.

Fu Tianze greatly enjoyed her affection; her soft body nestled in his arms, her long silky hair brushing his neck. Clinging to him like a pet, Fu Tianze, for the first time, appreciated the word "pet," finding it sweet. Every day, coming home to see his pet sleeping on his bed was a true delight.

Sweat broke out on his brow; he thought to himself, if I hadn’t dodged, that kick would have landed on me. If not dead, I’d be badly hurt.

I knew exactly what Zhao Xin was about to say, so I interrupted her before she could finish.

"Get your manager over here! You have five minutes!" Jing Jian exploded in anger. Respect is mutual. If he were locked inside for even a minute, he’d become a laughingstock. By now, Jing Jian no longer cared about exposing his identity.

If the investigation uncovered the truth, the Southern Guardian King might even bite back, and disaster would loom, impossible to defend against.

The crowd, seeing matters resolved, viewed Long Tian as exceptionally arrogant and cold; the best course was to stay far away from him.

However, the Zurich team was no pushover. Even when trailing, they played steadily, organizing sharp attacks. Especially after Dzemaili and Winter switched sides, their offensive threat increased dramatically.

But those frightened players dared not compete with Luo Ran. After all, it was an ordinary giant wolf, but not something ordinary people could ride. Only with exceptionally strong hands or immense wealth could one finally possess such a mountain.