Chapter 29: In Search of Memory

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When Dad takes action, you know it’s for real. In just two or three seconds, Gu Qianxi slumped into the empty coffin, drifting comfortably into a dream. Watching the sleeping beauty in the coffin, Dad looked down at me and said, "Alright, Pocky, Qianxi is asleep now. Next, I’m going to hypnotize you as well so you can enter her dream. Are you ready?"

Although Chu Yuyun didn’t understand what was meant by the final words, "When you perish, I shall be no more," she saw the sorrow on the face of this crazed avenger. It was like that of a dying cold-weather bird, his features awash with boundless grief. Luo Ruomi clutched her head in agony, swaying back and forth; in the constantly spinning world, her vision shifted, traveling back several years.

Ye Lanling finished her simple, polite remarks in her gentle voice and stepped down from the podium. No sooner had she descended than she was surrounded by a crowd of young talents, each approaching her with their own hidden motives.

Just as the scimitar in Bataide’s hand was about to slit his own throat, an iron arrow struck it, sending the blade flying and causing it to land before Bayar.

At the Slytherin table in particular, people kept pointing in this direction. Daphne set down her fork and looked up, causing them to hurriedly lower their heads and resume their own conversations, afraid to look again. Once Daphne went back to eating, the whispering soon resumed.

From her two battles, Jian Ruochen concluded that while her spellcasting had an advantage due to the depth of her spiritual power, she would not hold a significant edge against higher-tier cultivators in either single artifact attacks or spell-based ones.

Di Fuyi looked at his own fingers. He had always been accustomed to taking the initiative; logically speaking, once he found a way to deal with an opponent, he would act immediately without hesitation.

Kong Huidong took a deep breath. As a university professor, she had a duty to correct bad social trends and a responsibility to guide those young people who had strayed from the path.

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Having dated Hao Jinming for so long, she naturally knew he was a narrow-minded man, a fact over which she had quarreled with him several times.

Every flying blade that left a hand was sure to draw a bloom of blood; those struck were either wounded or killed.

"Transform Heaven!" Ling Donglai, his white robes as pristine as snow, unhurriedly wiped his hand forward. The incoming tide of ten thousand swords halted instantly, then dissolved back into their original forms. With a light, sweeping gesture of his palm through the air, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and all the flowers, grass, and trees turned to nothingness, returning to the embrace of the world.

Outside, two heavily armed SWAT officers stood by at the entrance, where a specially designed, bulletproof vehicle had been waiting for some time. Two police officers escorted Lin Chuan into the car, and the SWAT officers immediately locked it from the outside.

Hearing the words of the Sovereign of Senyu, the group felt a surge of joy. As long as the warships of the Senyu Star Domain could arrive, they refused to believe that a single SS-rank powerhouse could stand against thousands of stellar-class warships.

At a critical moment, the pressure here became even more intense. Even Lu Tian felt his body tighten the moment he appeared, and he suddenly felt a heavy weight, causing him to drop several yards.

Before Qin Hengtian could react, the boundary wall of the Cangxuan Domain shattered. The void split open, revealing four terrifying gashes. Within, the turbulence of the void raged, and four extremely fearsome auras permeated the area, causing the sky above the Tianhuang Imperial Court to shake violently.

The former mayor of Jing City, Babalak Mu, was found guilty of accepting bribes on four occasions—five thousand, three thousand, two thousand, and two thousand Fei-yuan, respectively—totaling twelve thousand Fei-yuan. His illegal gains were confiscated, and he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

"Heh... The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear!" For a moment, hundreds of celestial birds appeared in the arena, spreading their wings and tearing through the sky before converging upon the war spear as if on a pilgrimage. The spear thrust forward, seemingly tearing the very air apart and leaving a massive, void-like trail in its wake.

"What did you say? You’re going to marry Prince Os? Are you joking with me!" Ye Tian said, his eyes filled with thick killing intent and his tone somber.

He never imagined that Situ Xing would be so bold as to actually dare to embrace the princess...

Lin Chuan reached back and wrapped his arms around Song Xiaojia’s soft waist, breathing in the scent from her hair as he held her tightly.

"Yushu, go to the RV and bring down those things from the living room." Xiao Ran gave the fishing gear to Cheng Yaojin.

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"What? How absurd! Why didn’t you say so sooner!" Yao Xin-yi’s expression shifted.

Rong Niang did not speak, merely watching her master, Zhao Ge, in silence before saying, "Let me and Skinny stay behind to cover the retreat. Master, you go through the back mountain; if luck is on your side, perhaps..."

Right before her eyes, the backpack and hammer that had just been placed in front of Huangfu Miaomiao suddenly vanished.

Chen Feiyu was taken aback, sensing the heavy air of provocation in Lin Yushu’s casual, leisurely tone.

Yue Lin stared blankly at the top of the bed, her mind filled with eerie music and images of vampire zombies, unable to drift off to sleep.

It lay limp on the boat, gasping for air like a fish truly dried out, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

In these nine years, apart from the initial period after his arrival, he had worked diligently and tirelessly, striving to cultivate, forge artifacts, set up arrays, and create life.

Before long, a drifting, wandering soul slammed on the brakes, stopping in front of a massive vermilion gate.

Chen Feiyu strode to the fire pit. By the time he clumsily ignited it with flint, the surroundings were already flickering with firelight. The winding Great Wall looked like several dragons of flame coiled across the hills.

Mastering the sword without holding it, relying solely on inner strength to control objects from a distance, requires exceptionally deep internal power. That Xiong Ti, at such a young age, could already command a sword from afar was truly mind-boggling.