47 Jealousy’s Flame

He hoped that the next thing he would see was a stronger reaction from the Spirit-Seeking Array Talisman, or at least that it could directly point out the direction. Though it seemed like a dream, this was truly what he wished for.

“If you speak honestly, I will reattach his arm and spare your lives,” Ning Fuchen said. To convince Old Eleven, he raised his hand and with spiritual power guided the severed arm of Old Ten to fly back and reattach itself.

Zhao Changle said nothing but took the documents, fully understanding the gravity of the situation. The levity they had just shared was now replaced by solemnity.

The reporters and doctors overheard the sound and their hearts skipped a beat—could something serious have happened?

And so, the Lunar New Year arrived amidst this tense atmosphere. Having toiled all year, Emperor Qian had prepared no grand palace feast this time. He dismissed the ministers early to rest, and spent the day sleeping peacefully in the Phoenix Palace. On New Year’s Eve, he gathered his family to keep watch together.

Wang Shi glanced at Xiao Xichun, then quickly bowed his hands to Lu Haiyang, saying, "I dare not, I must take my leave now." With that, he hurriedly exited the flower hall.

He had come intending to build a good relationship with Chen Feng, hoping that if an opportunity arose to meet Elder Ge, it would be the best outcome.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye—they never expected Lin Wei to strike suddenly, nor that his attack would carry such an overwhelming presence. When did Lin Wei become so formidable?

“Silly girl, how could this be your fault? How would you have known that Ming’er would mistakenly drink that cup of wine? The real culprit is Xiao Xile!” Xiao Xiyang raised his hand, pulling Xiao Xile into his embrace, a fierce glint flashing through his deep eyes.

“Alright then, madam was right again. It was I who secretly ordered the rescue of Zheng Lin, and I was also the one who leaked the news of his return to the capital,” Chu Xizhi said, holding Xiao Xiwei’s hand and smiling gently.

Ye Xiaofeng realized that Sweetie was merely the system’s outward appearance. If anyone was to blame, it was himself for designing her to be so adorable that she naturally evoked sympathy.

Of course, waking up after three days was still somewhat possible, but getting out of bed after seven days and full of vitality was completely impossible.

Liu Feng now led the soldiers straight toward the enemy’s mid-lane high ground. By the time Dragon Rising revived from the blood pool, Zhou Yu—wielding his clone gun—had already depleted a third of the mid-lane high ground tower’s health.

The Chinese audience watching from the stands saw the Dream Team’s heroes advancing, while Poland’s heroes were unable to push forward. They noticed that a defense tower near the Dream Team’s crystal nexus was missing, yet the Dream Team still held the advantage. Encouraged, they cheered even louder for their team on stage.

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“Surely this must be man-made—why else would there be a mountain peak shaped so much like a sword?” Han Mingrui remarked.

The Emperor’s Sword, with each seal unlocked, bestowed new powers upon Chu Tianze. Its blade was extraordinarily sharp, and the swordsmanship it unleashed multiplied in lethality.

However, ordinary auction items had limited value, ranging from tens of thousands to a few hundred thousand, and sometimes just thousands.

“Then, Feng Ge can play the late game. Even if we can’t beat him outright, if the few of us cooperate well, we might not lose,” Guan Feng said, looking at Liu Feng.

Only when she finally noticed that the lively noise at her ears had faded did she realize she had walked into an unknown alley.

He realized he had misjudged the situation. The First Sage’s strength was obviously unlike theirs; it surely could not be the power of someone at the Ascension Stage.

“Ding, congratulations host for completing all tasks in the martial arts realm. The next phase of the task realm is now open. Failure will result in annihilation; success will bring abundant rewards.”

White Dragon suddenly saw a glowing sphere spinning in the air at a distance. Around it, countless mountain insects and beasts gathered, among them a particularly conspicuous fox.

“What’s wrong, Captain Luo? Another nightmare?” Dr. Ziegler, who was checking Luo Yang’s vitals, asked lazily.

“The Victory Team captain has been kidnapped! They’re threatening the TPC headquarters to carve out a place for our Kirielord people! Hehehe!” A middle-aged man dressed in black chuckled maliciously, looking down at Ju Jianhui who had collapsed to the ground.

A dull sound echoed, and everyone’s vision blurred. Before they could see clearly what was happening, Zhang Yutang—who just moments ago was arrogant—was thrown backward, crashing heavily onto a table, breaking it, and groaning in pain on the ground.

New City observed the data and found that each target scored a perfect ten, and all with a single shot. But judging by Ling Yifei’s stance, it seemed as if multiple shots had been fired at each target.

Half of them were tourists from around the world visiting Jerusalem, among whom were many travelers from the Chinese homeland.

Though they shook hands and made peace, it was merely a temporary expedient. The hatred between them was impossible to erase.

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Because array mages of this temperament possessed exceptional control over their emotions, it was difficult for any fluctuation to occur during the engraving of runes that would cause failure.

As a secret agent of the Jianghu, perhaps not very clever, but certainly not foolish, Qi Ping guessed what others had also considered.

These snakes had probably just awakened and showed little aggression for now; but once they fully reacted, they would likely attack Li Tian and the others.

“Why are you waiting for her to leave before coming out?” Wu Xinxin truly did not understand Lou Siyun’s nonsensical tactics.

Wen Yan rose from putting on her shoes and approached the dressing table to comb her hair. Noticing she was drenched in sweat, she wiped it away, tidied herself, and opened the door to step outside.

Master Lin wanted to call Wen Yan back, but considering what he had just said, he ultimately did not.

In the past, it was his own timidity that had led to the ruin of his family. This time, he would never repeat the same mistake.

Ever since that incident years ago, he had basically given up on finding a Dao companion.

After all, Zhao Bing had risked her life to save him. Perhaps his attitude toward her just now had been a little too harsh.

“It’s not that we’re punishing you. Complaining to us won’t help. It’s better if you honestly tell us the whole truth; maybe then we can try to help you,” Zhang Yi said, lightly tracing the rim of his cup as he leisurely looked at Wang Ertou.

Nicole felt a warmth spreading over her waist, indescribably pleasant, then suddenly a sharp prick as if a needle stabbed her, causing pain. She alternated between cries of pain and comfort.