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That was not even the worst of it. Under Han Dang's onslaught, Lei Bu's long spear lunged straight toward the off-balance Zhang Xun. Meanwhile, under Han Dang's powerful pull, Zhang Xun's spear was likewise redirected toward Lei Bu, and the two seemed on the verge of inflicting accidental wounds upon one another.

From an onlooker's perspective, she appeared to be waiting for her opponent to make the first move in order to exploit a flaw. Only she knew that she was merely putting up a stubborn front, desperately gathering her rapidly dwindling reserves of stamina while suppressing her increasingly heavy breathing to prevent the enemy from perceiving any weakness.

As soon as these words were spoken, Long Tengyun, Bai Yunpiao, Xiao Canghai, Xi Wang, and the others were all struck with profound astonishment. Never had they imagined that there were still so many peerless masters left in the world.

That figure, suspected of being a king, offered no reply to the young supreme's words. Instead, he simply brought his palm down in a direct strike.

Just like that, the Wei soldiers stationed in the two encampments, entirely unaware of what was happening, were ruthlessly massacred by Wei Yan and his men. Scores of lives were snuffed out without a single survivor, all falling at the hands of their so-called alliance friends. Had these men possessed the foresight to anticipate this outcome, they would never have fled back here; instead, they would have followed Yue Jin and defected to the Zhao forces.

Lin Tian shook his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly. Having continuously witnessed top-tier jades, his standards had simply been raised too high.

Such labels as high society, first-rate, or unranked might well bruise the delicate pride of the fragile-hearted, but society was undeniably pragmatic, and such stratification was an objective reality.

In terms of both facial features and physical build, Yu Pengcheng bore an eighty-percent resemblance to the veteran city lord Bai Guohong, and that pair of attractive yet slightly upturned triangular eyes was utterly inimitable.

The various tycoons harbored their own distinct agendas; however, Ling Zishan and Wang Wanxi smiled with genuine gratification. Naturally, the higher Lin Tian's reputation soared, the happier they became—unlike the likes of the Situ family, who could do little more than harbor envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Protected by the primordial chaos inner cultivation technique, the longsword pierced through the barrier of true qi and drove into his flesh, yet the tip of the blade did not penetrate even half a fraction of an inch into his body.

Gu Qiyuan gave a start, inwardly groaning in bitter distress. He knew that Jin Chenyi and Sheng Ziming had a history of friction back in their school days and were merely acquaintances who nodded in greeting upon meeting. Having spent several years abroad, however, he had thought of bringing everyone together for a reunion, never anticipating that it would result in such an awkward predicament.

On the stage, Chen Luo, after repeatedly failing to sever the vines with successive strikes, once again fixed his gaze upon Polona.

Liu Ruxin soared into the air, continuously forming hand seals mid-flight as layer after layer of golden radiance blossomed around her.

Once outside Buzhu City and heading deeper in the direction of Lanshui, one began to sense the taut tension pervading the air.

The ox cart came to a halt in an open space near the town market, an area specifically designated for parking ox carts and horse-drawn carriages.

Wen Ruanqing's gaze fell once more upon Lu Yanmian. Amidst light banter, she claimed another winning hand with a relaxed yet effortlessly dignified demeanor.

Originally intending to comprehend the will of the immortals, Lin Yi found himself entering a state of personal Daoist enlightenment the moment the River of Reincarnation manifested.

Between two cultivators of the identical realm, the one with a blue spiritual sea possessed only half the foundational spiritual energy reserves of one with a purple spiritual sea.

The more perilous a place, the more exhilarating it was; and the more exhilarating a place, the more it was a destination a true man ought to visit.

After rising to her feet, Yue Xuezhi walked with steady strides. Suddenly, she halted, enunciating every single word with deliberate clarity.

Beyond the seventh rank, every advancement a martial artist made was nothing short of a miracle. Given that this inner core could facilitate such a miraculous breakthrough, one could only imagine its immense value.

The man was unimaginably peerless and breathtakingly magnificent, his skin as smooth and flawless as congealed fat and jade dew, his beautiful eyes rippling with the clear, seductive waves of autumn waters. Yet his aura remained forever aloof and detached, noble and icy, holding everyone at a thousand-pace distance.

"I do indeed have my suspicions. I suspect that the disappearance of Junior Sister Huajian might be connected to Huayang and the six elders," said Hua Lishang, voicing his doubts. Once the topic was broached, the awkwardness that had previously gripped him naturally dissipated to a large extent.

"Why hasn't that eccentric returned yet?" Wang Wu muttered with mounting anxiety. He scarcely dared to venture out of the room at random; Blood Sabre Guards had already breached this inn, and anyone with a scrap of common sense could guess what fate awaited him the moment he showed his face.

Chu Tian cast a strange look at his direction. As Ye Fusheng took a swig of wine, he slipped back into his desolate demeanor and said no more.

They say that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be warped as well; however, Tong Yi and the old man before her taught her that even if the upper beam was crooked, the lower beams could still stand straight.

Though he knew the other party held him in contempt, he had never expected her to strip him of his dignity so completely before such a large gathering.

Mo Zhaowan froze slightly. Her husband would never return; into what tumultuous mortal world was she still expected to enter?

As for the first half of the proposal—partnering with companies such as Ruixiang, Pinduoduo, and Yimindai—several of the investors still found it credible.

Subsequently, Tang Xin ate breakfast with Zhou Xiang, Yan Sen, and Zhang Kun. When they arrived at the forest outside the town, Zhou Xiang let out a whistle, and instantly a massive eagle over three meters in length materialized before their eyes. Tang Xin did not feel overly surprised; immersed in an otherworldly realm and having perused a few fantasy novels in his past, he readily deduced that this must be a flying mount.

Wen Liang flashed a smile at Huo Xiao. Although her swimming skills were dismal, she felt not a single shred of fear. It seemed that, from some point onward, as long as Huo Xiao was by her side, she never needed to proactively worry about anything. This man... was powerful enough that she could completely and utterly rely on him.

Yet, reflecting on how painstakingly she had fought for this, she refused to let it all be ruined by a momentary lapse of emotional impulsiveness.

Tang Xin was momentarily at a loss, but then thought to himself, *Let me give it a try.* Immediately, he began slowly channeling his true qi into the three-legged, two-eared tripod. With the infusion of true qi, Tang Xin discovered that the medicinal fragrance within the tripod was beginning to grow gradually richer.

Hearing this, Han Ziqin squatted down excitedly in front of Han Yueling once again, speaking in a rush before her brow suddenly furrowed midway through, her bright eyes welling with tears.

The Butterfly Flower sighed helplessly and said coldly, "Shen Jiannan, I'll spare you today. Don't let me lay eyes on you again." With that, she stalked off in a huff.

"It's like this. If my mother wakes up from surgery last night and happens to think of this jade pendant, can I call you and have you bring it here so my mother can take a look at it? Then I can make up an excuse and tell her I've locked it away in a safe, so she'll be reassured and won't keep asking to see it," Qin Yun said to me.