27. Third Generation, Step Down.

However, for a high school student to be able to drive a car worth over half a million is already quite impressive.

It seems that in the grand scheme of things, many events are interconnected—elusive and beyond complete understanding.

In the flash of an eye, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were defeated. Seizing the moment, Ji Yuan charged back into the fray, heading straight for the most arrogant of them all: Zhang Fei.

Do not forget that Qiu Yuning also possesses a hidden class. The weapon in her hand, forged from the manifestation of a legendary Phoenix phantom beast, places her combat prowess firmly in the top three among them all.

Where there is heroic spirit, there must be a battlefield. Though the meeting between the two was clandestine, it was clearly impossible to hide it from Sun Jian, who was so close at hand. While the pair had strictly blockaded dozens of miles of the surrounding area, there were inevitably those who slipped through the net. Thus, hundreds of assassins arrived under the moonlight, right on schedule.

On the other side, Su Qingyan had already assembled the members of the headquarters' special forces, lining them up to welcome the generals.

Ji Xi and Ji Yuan drank their tea in silence, waiting for a long time. Finally, Ji Yue returned. Looking at her eyes, it was clear she had been crying, and judging by her expression, her attempts at persuasion had been to no avail.

"Still, having the young master joke around like that really made me feel much lighter!" Mother Wang patted her chest, exhaling with a sense of relief.

Perhaps the gods had truly heard and granted Ethan’s request; despite his constant groaning, Bolieni did not vomit blood. And although large bruises and swollen, tumor-like lumps appeared under his ribs, the terrifying blood-clotting cysts did not manifest. This allowed Ethan to breathe a secret sigh of relief.

Just as the standoff reached its peak, Commander Qin and the other commanders received emergency calls almost simultaneously.

"Are there any other bids? If not, this precious technique will belong to Young Master Tang Yao!" The auctioneer scanned the room, hoping for a higher bid.

To lead a life that truly surpasses others is an incredibly dangerous pursuit. If things go wrong and one is targeted, not only is the investment lost, but one's very life could be at stake. This is something Yu Luoli absolutely does not want to see.

Upon hearing this, Guo Churan was struck with terror and immediately tried to flee. However, before she could take a single step, Gao Junwei gripped her wrist tightly, rendering her unable to move.

People all over the world stared blankly at the two giant dragons that occupied their entire screens as they lunged toward Sengoku and Garp, unable to help but mourn the tragic fate of the Navy.

"The Sect of Interpretation and the Sect of Mystery may have Sages presiding over them, but those Sages are at odds with one another; otherwise, how could the Demon Sect have emerged? If our fellow Quasi-Sages could join the Demon Sect, we could fight the Sages to the death. Victory would mean the path to becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal lies within reach," Yuan Long said in a deep voice.

Faced with such formidable power from Jiang Lan, the members of the Deep Sea Demon Fish tribe looked astonished, as if they viewed Jiang Lan as some bizarre entity, their eyes flickering with a mixture of terror and awe.

The three judges certainly wouldn't go home for dinner; instead, they found a restaurant—a restaurant with private rooms. Of course, this was arranged by Yang Yi in advance. To secure such a private room, Yang Yi had paid a price of ten gold coins. Before Yang Yi could even order, a butler dressed in fine attire followed them into the room.

The Sage of the Upper Clarity, the Master of the Tongtian Sect, had just descended from the clouds. Seeing the Sage of the Jade Clarity, Yuanshi Tianzun, who had arrived earlier, he let out a faint, cold "humph" and strode into the hall.

Guo Changkun relied on the company for his livelihood, while Grandma Guo held the power of the family. If the old lady said the word, how could Guo Changkun possibly have a place to stand?

Bread, milk, caviar, roasted meat... Since his transmigration, Yang Yi hadn't eaten such a sumptuous lunch. He and Forman ate like starving wolves until they couldn't eat another bite. Only then did the two of them, in their lack of decorum, clutch their stomachs and look at each other, unable to help but burst into laughter together.

"Return to the city. Today's tasks are complete! It's almost nightfall, so get some rest! We continue tomorrow!" Shijiu was very satisfied with today's harvest.

Finally, seeing Hu Guangsheng being pinned to the ground by police after wounding Ma Xianyong during the fireworks display.

Judging solely from what has already transpired, the living beings of this world are nothing more than playthings in its palm; a mere whim on its part could easily claim the lives of millions.

"But didn't the Young Prince say that nobody is allowed to touch it, that it belongs to him?" Hong Fang reminded him, feeling a bit worried.

"Fine, then I don't want the Universe Disk, and you don't get to keep your child!" Qin Ming threatened directly.

With Wuchen’s current strength, unless a powerhouse of the same level intervenes, his primordial spirit is essentially safe.

Accompanied by the sound of high heels clicking against the floor, a white bone fan pushed aside the black curtain, and a figure slowly emerged.

At this moment, the seductive look on her face had vanished, replaced by an expression of earnest seriousness.

He felt like that girl, Lin Zi, had gone insane, muttering all day about how she would become a master of supernatural abilities.

His fleet of submarines, combined with those of the German Empire, numbered at least twenty or more.

In the council chamber, everyone sat quietly. Yan Jun was seated next to Zhang Yue; he was still accustomed to calling her "Young Lady Yue'er."

Although weaving a basket is simple, it requires skill. As they say, things are easy for those who know how, and difficult for those who don't. That is exactly the case here.

For Lan Yu and Qin Tian, the ensuing battle was less of a fight and more of an observation, as the two remained completely detached and at ease.

In their hearts, none of them wanted to go, but given Jiang Haoxuan's personality, if they disobeyed, certain death awaited them.

Though Du Feng felt a pang of heartache over Cai Kangyong taking sixty percent of the profits, he still had ways to recoup some of it. After all, this profit sharing referred to net profit after excluding costs. Costs also included procurement expenses; the materials still had to be paid for.

To be honest, Du Feng really wanted to get some Heavenly Dog skins for the Underworld Dog to eat, but Heavenly Dogs are truly not to be trifled with. Let alone the original Heavenly Dog, which might be a semi-Sage level existence, even its clones were likely at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the God-Emperor Realm by now.

And in another district within the Imperial City, there was an area surrounded by its own walls, possessing its own independent city gate.

He had sensitively perceived that since his return this time—beyond the aftermath of the recent incident, such as Park So-yeon's physical condition or Kim Ye-rim, who was still in a coma—the biggest change was likely Park So-yeon's attitude toward him.