Volume 1, Chapter 23: A Precarious Situation

If something were to happen to him in the future, and he wished for Han Yongzhu’s family to return to serve him, one only had to listen to Han Yuxiao’s words now to know that such a thing was absolutely impossible.

"The Grand Princess has made no moves. I only heard that she intended to release Haitang and the others; they have likely already left today," Eunuch Guo replied.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan had been weak for too many years. Having finally risen as nouveau riche a century ago, they had to take things one step at a time. As the crown prince, Yan Yi had witnessed all of Yan Jiu’s difficulties along the way and was single-mindedly devoted to helping his father rebuild Qingqiu; how could he possibly have time to dwell on matters of romance?

At the very least, Zhou Yang had considered the plight of the weak, such as the Eternal Venerable, and left a glimmer of hope for their orthodoxy.

Given the current strength of Li Feng’s mental power, if he merely sought to maximize coverage, he could have spread it across the entire city at the cost of reduced control. However, by keeping his telekinetic reach within a ten-mile radius, the force he exerted was naturally and outrageously powerful.

Though he wished to refuse, the Great Thunderclap Temple was too formidable. The three greatest masters of the Three Realms—Tathagata Buddha, Patriarch Bodhi, and Jin Chanzi—were all masters of the Great Thunderclap Temple. Even the Heavenly Court merely ruled over the Western Spirit Mountain in name; the Great Thunderclap Temple had always maintained a position of transcendence.

Yun Shui offered a smile that did not reach his eyes, sending a shiver through the crowd. As they clutched their hands, they realized that coming here to be pragmatic had indeed been the right choice.

Oh brother, my dear brother, you chose your target well, but your timing is all wrong! At this moment, Zhang Niannian is the Zhang family’s only hope, the pillar that cannot be allowed to fall. How could she possibly have the heart to distract herself with your romantic advances?

The three of them entered the Jincheng Food Mansion and, after requesting a private room, sat down in a leisurely manner. Although they had been chefs for many years, for San Pang and Zhong Ge, dining out like this was a rare occurrence.

"If you like me, and I like you, and everyone likes it—that is true liking. Come, come, let us be open and sincere with each other." Xu Zheng was eager, stripping off his top in a flash to reveal his sturdy upper body.

As the words fell, the immigrant ship trembled slightly. The next second, all the planets, moons, stars, and meteoroids streaked past like lines of light as the immigrant fleet entered the jump tunnel.

Li Xiao Yao did not know how many days had passed, while above the spirit stone vein, Cheng Dongliang waited in extreme anxiety.

When Wang Chen put on his clothes and opened the bedroom door, he saw He Ning sneaking out like a thief and immediately burst into laughter.

On Planet Dahl, as another wave of the Galactic Coalition’s offensive was repelled on the land and sea positions of the Second and Seventh Fleets, the Coalition finally ceased sending troops for continuous assaults.

A ghost-faced gold mask, two gold jars, and a fair number of gold coins—Wang Chen did not know much about these items and could not discern which era these coins belonged to.

Ning Feng frowned and gripped his silver needles tightly. He waited for a reply, intending to decide whether or not to launch the needles based on the response.

Immediately after, the robots removed the various restraints from the sea slug. The creature regained its freedom, lifted its tentacles, and a green radiance washed over them.

The more one knows, the deeper one sinks. As a third-generation elder of the Li family, he was not yet qualified to touch upon matters of such depth.

Even Wang Chen himself had not expected that he could unleash such terrifying power when pushed to his limits.

The other one was also affected, its body nearly severed; yet, it could still move. Realizing that Wu Wei’s strength was far beyond its own, it turned, burrowed into the sand, and fled in the direction from which it had come.

Though there was no tournament, it did not mean that everyone could truly enjoy the holiday without a care.

Zhang You said with a smile, looking nothing like the ruthless man he had been a moment ago, as if he had just chopped a piece of dead wood rather than a human hand.

This was merely a power formed by a variation of yin energy. Shen Mo, protected by his Dragon-Elephant Dharma Body, had no need to care about it.

Yueyue struggled hard to break free, but it was in vain. One had to remember that the Sai Feihu beside her was a Tier 2 enhancer; what could an ordinary person like Yueyue possibly do?

Di Renjie hid behind the rockery for a moment before scaling the courtyard wall to the roof. No sooner had he reached the top than he heard the creak of a door opening, and a figure slowly emerged—an old man who appeared to be in his fifties.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't!" He Guoxing glared at the other man. Luo Xingzhou gave an awkward laugh and immediately fell silent. Although He Guoxing had retired, he had held high office for many years, and that aura of authority remained.

"Boss, please accept my condolences. Let's talk about this once we're outside!" Jiang Tian only glanced at the corpse before looking away; it was too gruesome.

With every step forward, the child’s safety increased slightly. The villagers watched Qingfeng’s movements, not daring to even breathe, fearing they might disturb Old He at his whetstone.

The moment Chi You saw the look on Lucifer’s face, his heart sank. He then looked toward Yan Hua and, sure enough, found the other Demon Emperor looking just like Lucifer.

"How much worse will it become?" Although Rong Shaoqing had accepted her explanation in his heart, he still wanted to know: exactly how bad would this weakened resistance become?

When Zhou Qingshuang impatiently looked up at the big tree, her face suddenly flushed, turning red to the tips of her ears, and her breathing grew heavy.

In any case, this was not the first time they had done such things; every time they framed Xuanyuan Kui in the past, they had done so with practiced ease.

Ouyang Xueqi nodded without another word, and the two fell into silence. Perhaps this was the most awkward part for Ouyang Xueqi: she and Fan Yanyan had almost nothing in common. It was only the appearance of Xiahou Wu’s organization that had brought them together; once that factor was removed, she and Fan Yanyan truly had nothing left to say to each other.