Chapter 33

"It was indeed taken by a human, but even if we prove the photo is genuine, what does it matter?" Zhou Quan asked after examining the picture carefully.

The old man standing silently beside him frowned. After contemplating the information he had received, he whispered something through a telepathic transmission. The burly man was startled, his expression darkening.

"Perhaps this is the reason Ye Chen hasn't taken action against him. Otherwise, he could have just said a word to Zhao Zilong, and He Qiangdong could have been replaced at any time," Sister Ye Ying realized with a sudden flash of insight.

Xiaoyaozi, the leader of the Taoist Human Sect, possessed an ethereal, immortal temperament. His whereabouts were unpredictable—like a dragon that leaves only glimpses of its head or tail. He led the disciples of the Human Sect alongside the Mohists and others in the rebellion against the Qin Dynasty. His sword, "Snow Clearing," is the sixth-ranked blade among the Ten Great Famous Swords of the Sword Manual and serves as the heirloom of the Taoist sect.

The old lady had called early in the morning. Despite the time difference, her voice was full of energy; it seemed she had been waiting specifically for this time to call.

"Boom..." Before long, a massive repulsive force pressed down like Mount Tai, causing the Flame Flowing Cauldron to shake violently, emitting a series of deafening roars like thunderclaps.

"I'll take it," Caesar said, stepping in front of the others, turning around to take the box without allowing for any objection.

They knew that any slight change in their expressions could be captured by the cameras in the hall, broadcasted, and trigger a nationwide debate. Furthermore, countless reporters were surrounding them, taking photos.

As Lin Song struggled toward the scorching sea of fire, he gasped for air. The unbearable heat caused his youthful face to contort in agony.

However, to avoid any misunderstandings, Mo Fei did not use his abilities to break through the White Queen's mental shield, so he still did not know the true appearance of Emma, the White Queen.

"Shadow" had not yet tracked the movements of the "Evil Spirit," so for now, they remained safe.

"Oh, Nanny, look, my little sister really doesn't remember me," Zhuo Xiyu remarked, clearly misinterpreting Yuan Niang’s dazed expression.

Leaving the large crater, the three continued on their journey. They were still one Level 2 monster crystal core away from completing their trial, but obtaining this last piece would not be easy, as an unexpected change had occurred among the three of them.

"You escaped, so you will definitely be captured again. However, they wouldn't expect you to return to the capital, which is why there was a delay in sending people after you. And you... you’ll likely be taken back anyway," Long Yanhua concluded after careful analysis. Meeting Lin Yiyun’s eyes, she knew her deduction was correct.

The Maya that Zhuo Que spoke of was actually the master of the Demon Realm’s powerful Snow Demon, and Chen Da was the Snow Demon’s disciple. Whether to tell Chen Da about this was a dilemma; it might create an unresolvable knot in his heart. Better to wait and see—it wouldn't hurt to tell him when the critical moment arrived.

Having walked only two steps, Jun Wuyan suddenly stopped and stared coldly at Qing Ling. He needed to think things through over the next few days and did not want to be disturbed by anyone, including her.

"So... Big Brother, am I now able to see whether there is jade inside a stone?" Lin Feng asked, feeling somewhat uncertain.

The white figure turned illusory once more. At the same time, Darui stepped to the left. With a sharp "rip," a piece of fabric was torn from his right shoulder, narrowly escaping another blade strike.

Li Haolong nodded after listening, took a puff of his cigarette, and asked, "What is the name of the man in charge of those Xinjiang people?"

By October 1910, the first phase of training at the Hubei Provincial Party School and Cadre School had basically concluded. After a systematic education, the Hubei Party branch and the cadre team had at least unified their thinking. Chen Ke decided to return to Anhui to focus on the work there.

"Uncle Tianyan originally intended to send someone to bring you in, abolish your cultivation, and execute you in a year. But after I pleaded with her repeatedly, she decided to give you one last chance!" Ke Xin said, her starry eyes filled with a trace of faint helplessness.

It was a rare opportunity for the two of them to be alone, and they had never before experienced such total solitude in their daily lives. In the past, being alone had never felt like this—it was as if they were truly living a life together.

The brothers were startled. Life was going well, so why bring up the topic of rebellion so suddenly?

Shen Yuelan rolled her eyes in secret. Her boss had once won a foreign language speech competition and was said to be fluent in several languages; why was he suddenly clamoring for a translator?

Blueberry opened her snake mouth and bit down, her eyes curiously examining the high-quality white jade. It was her first time encountering a talisman, so curiosity was inevitable. She nodded to signal she understood.

It was immediately obvious to many that the item was of low quality, completely inconsistent with the standards of the Supreme Fitness Center.

Therefore, the name Feng Jian Xiang must be the name of that great demon, just like the famous name Yakumo Yukari. At the very least, in the monster encyclopedia just now, he had seen Yakumo Yukari, the Gap Monster whose true form remains unclear, and the omniscient and omnipotent Nine-Tailed Fox, Yakumo Ran.

Whoever controls capital controls everything. This reality has become the greatest contradiction in the development of Chinese society. Since entering the industrial age, all problems have gradually become connected to this primary contradiction.

She was no longer who she used to be. With the skills taught by the Immortal Medicine King, she had enough to carve out her own path in this True World.

She knew full well that Yan Yansheng liked Mu Qingqing. Bringing her here in shackles was undoubtedly to vent his anger on Mu Qingqing's behalf.

After a bout of wild intimacy, Ye Feng finally purged his desires and regained his composure.