Volume 1, Chapter 30: Unlocking a Hidden Achievement—Lucky Draw

"Why do I feel so weak all of a sudden?" Wang Xiaoyu muttered, his hand loosening involuntarily, causing the food he was holding to drop straight into the campfire.

Qin Qingqing had already given birth and arrived carrying the child. The baby, no more than two months old, was soft and delicate, bearing a striking resemblance to Chu Guohua.

"Don't waste your energy," Li Yixiao said. "While this isn't quite on the level of an Immortal-Binding Rope, someone with F-minus rank strength simply cannot break free from it."

Having already witnessed the sheer volume of items piled up in his room, the uncle hurried over to assist.

All the demonic beasts had reddened eyes and were drooling from maws filled with massive, sharp teeth, yet they made not a single sound, nor did they attack one another. They lined the lakeshore, crouching in several concentric circles.

"That won't do at all. How about this? Take down my mobile number, and if the parents have any requests, you can contact me at any time," Zhou Bin said, reciting his number to Qin Wan.

In the morning, Zhou Bin dropped Yueyue off at kindergarten and only felt at ease to head to work after seeing the pleasant and gentle expression on Qin Wan’s face.

The original captain of this squad had been promoted and transferred three months ago, and the vice-captain had been acting in their stead to organize and manage the team's work ever since.

Therefore, whether she truly desired power or wished to become that supreme ruler no longer mattered.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Lin Yang made the wise choice to run off. Watching Lin Yang disappear from sight in a flash, Zhou Bin shook his head.

"Wait! Why is there the scent of poison on them? Let me seize them first." With those words, he flicked his sleeve and lunged to grab Pao Tianming and his companion.

Hot oil was poured into the rice bowl, instantly sending up a cloud of white smoke. The fiery, spicy aroma mingled with the scent of various seasonings, brewing together into a fragrance that was indescribably wonderful.

At this moment, although many on the sidelines were not experts in this art and had only come for the spectacle, they realized that this bizarre chess match was reaching its climax. For a time, everyone fell silent, holding their breath and watching intently.

Sure enough, a short while later, the ice on the Tianzi River was completely shattered by the explosions. Countless soldiers of the Later Jin army, who were charging across the river, were either killed outright by the force of the artillery fire or fell into the frigid water, struggling until they froze to death.

The Central Empire's thousands-year-old ideology of being the "Celestial Middle Kingdom" had never changed. Even as the world outside underwent earth-shattering transformations, they chose to turn a blind eye, remaining huddled within their own small corner, contentedly dreaming the beautiful dream of being the center of the world.

As for the victory rewards, they involved raising guild levels and expanding infrastructure. The grand prize for the champions, however, was extraordinary: the winning guild would be granted control over three major factions and receive an entire province as a base for development, with the three major factions pledging never to initiate war against them for life.

No matter how Uncle Lan and his two companions argued that they were innocent and had been framed, it was to no avail.

Xingying instinctively turned her head. In the blink of an eye, her left arm was severed and fell to the ground. By the time Pao Tianming gathered his strength and unleashed three sword strikes, the attacker, Hu Fei, had already vanished. Nothing remained between heaven and earth but a vast expanse of drifting snow.

Xing Sen's reply allowed Ye Chui to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately after ending the call with Xing Sen, Ye Chui received a call from Elder Han.

Having fought bitterly, he too had suffered a knife wound to his arm, and his words carried a note of deep desolation. Seeing many of his fellow disciples perish, everyone felt a profound sense of grief and couldn't help but sigh with sorrow.

Furthermore, this was the first time the two of them had argued since they started seeing each other. She had not yielded in front of him or Empress Liu, and there was no need for her to bow or compromise now. Let him wallow in his wild suspicions; he might as well get a taste of this stifling bitterness.

Just as the Emperor of Dongmu and Old Master Bai were about to reprimand them, the Saintess of Vermilion Bird spoke up.

Hui Cai admired her deeply. The words she spoke were so nonchalant, devoid of even a hint of sadness: "I have experienced darkness, and because of that, I have been hurt." The scar on her finger had not yet fully healed.

"It's alright, Grandfather. Some things must be faced." Bai Fenghua naturally knew what Old Master Bai was worrying about. She looked up at him with a gentle smile and said softly, a warmth spreading through her heart.

She buried her head low, not daring to look directly into Qing Yun's eyes. It was the first time she felt the guilty conscience of a thief, terrified that Qing Yun would look down on her.

The little one was kicking his chubby legs and crawling under the bed. *Pfft*, Mom and Dad were busy billing and cooing, with eyes only for each other, so he wasn't about to be a third wheel. He’d better just crawl out and play. Crawling and crawling, he finally stopped at the top of the stairs.

"Scoundrel! How dare you speak to the Emperor with such an attitude? Guards, slap his mouth!" A cold, sinister voice echoed through the grand hall. Liang Xuan curled his lips, his handsome profile radiating a chilling sense of intimidation.

Xiao Lang chatted with the Empress Dowager for a while, and she again suggested he visit the other concubines more often. Xiao Lang brushed it off each time.

"If you trust me, I'll help you." Hu Xixi started the car and drove out of the hospital parking lot.

Most of those wandering souls had been captured and stowed away in his bag before he could even distinguish their faces.

But now, there were second and third paths available. Blue Star had hidden passages, and Bu Dunzi remained the final guarantee.