Volume 1, Chapter 138: Plotting

As he spoke, Zhou Poxing’s body began to vibrate, and a spatial passage suddenly emerged. In the next instant, he was set to enter it.

The ornaments in my hair jingled against my ears, trembling with every step. My breathing was ragged from running, yet I dared not stop. Recalling every moment spent with Nan Jia, my heart felt as if it were being pierced by knives.

Almost simultaneously, Lai Feng’s phone chimed. It was a text message notification from the bank: a deposit of three yuan.

Lin Feng stared at the cracked earth, where something seemed to be slowly emerging from the fissure.

If the truck wasn’t trying to avoid us, it must have been avoiding someone else—perhaps an old enemy.

Beside Mu Feng stood an old man; merely by meeting his gaze, the two of them felt the chilling breath of death.

Two thousand Jizhou troops, including eight Martial Break experts and over twenty Martial Gate experts—the lineup was truly formidable. In the past, it would have been enough to sweep through several Changshan regions.

He curved his lips into a faint smile. This was the first time he had woken up from the poison’s flare-up feeling refreshed.

Yuan Tan had wanted to probe Chun Qiao’s background. He had expected nothing more than a pretty woman from the mortal world, but after sensing her presence up close, he realized she was not so simple and worried she might have powerful backing. Unfortunately, he learned nothing; Chun Qiao’s demeanor remained entirely natural.

The golden serpent continued to circle the red-winged bird. It did not engage in a head-on clash, choosing instead to exhaust the bird’s stamina while waiting for its venom to take hold. The serpent’s poison was far more potent than anticipated, and combined with the bird’s frantic efforts, the toxin spread rapidly through its body. Its movements grew increasingly sluggish until it could no longer fly.

During this period, a handful of ancient freaks and Shi Hao each succeeded in cultivating their second strand of immortal energy.

"Ha!" the future grand magus shouted, but the travel bag remained unmoved. Instead, the youth stumbled and nearly fell face-first into the dirt.

But Xie Ying did not receive the kiss from her beloved; instead, the baby in her arms was snatched away. When she opened her eyes again, she immediately realized she had been played, as Xiao Fan had vanished in a flash of blue light.

Zi Yang recalled A Chong saying that after Third Master Mo confessed to grave robbing with Professor Zhang and the Mobei Twins, he had retired. Who would have thought he would secretly return to grave robbing, only to end up, by some twist of fate, in the underground works of the Kwantung Army?

Now was not the time for speculation. Fei Heng quietly entered the main passage and, sure enough, discovered the Baiting patrol.

What should he do now? Alstoria knew about Mrs. Eckert’s condition, and it was highly likely her illness would worsen because of it. What was the right course of action? Li Wei pondered.

If one day he truly had to do battle against those 7,405,926 evil spirits, who would it be for? The whole world, himself, or someone else?

In an instant, the entire valley was brimming with vitality, so rich it was almost tangible, leaving one intoxicated, as if on the verge of ascending to the heavens.

Perhaps influenced by his father, a department-level official, Qiao Lianxiu had only served as a student union minister in the School of History, yet he already carried himself with a high degree of bureaucratic arrogance.

Some think the term "staff officer" is a modern invention, but it is not. It existed during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods; in the military, they were called "military advisors"—though Boss Cao renamed them "libationers." In civil matters, they were called "counselors," which was quite different from the purely military staff officers of later ages.

"Although the Headmaster has activated the defensive magic around the castle, I don't think it can hold for very long. We must constantly reinforce these defenses," Professor McGonagall said while walking, having also heard what Roger said about those absurdly powerful Demon Kings.

At night, Linghu Cong, the leader of the merchant caravan, specifically came to pay a visit to Fei Qian. Xu Shu, accompanying Fei Qian, naturally played the host, while Zao Zhi and Taishi Ming, exhausted from their journey and overcome by youthful fatigue, had retired early to rest.

At this moment, on Jiuliang Island, the TPC, at the request of Director Sawai, prepared to conduct more precise reconnaissance.

"I can tell you, but you must promise me that you won't mention a word of this to Harry," Roger had anticipated Hermione’s question and, without hiding anything, simply asked for her promise.

If it exceeds 20%, it can lead to severe disruption of the human circulatory system, potentially causing shock.

Peng Jiali was taken aback by the question. It was so abrupt that she didn't immediately understand what he was referring to.

If a director possesses both talent and taste, then those chosen by their eye have a much higher probability of succeeding than their peers.

The hulking Kui Naifeng scratched his head in embarrassment. Just as he was about to modestly respond, a rhythmic "knock-knock-knock" sounded at the door.

Li Zijun carried the child out. The child was running a high fever, but upon seeing someone holding her, she stopped crying, opened her large eyes, and stretched out her tiny hands to clutch Li Zijun’s arm.

As Shen Changqing walked along the road, he greeted the acquaintances he met with nods or words.

Shen Nanxing wore tight jeans that perfectly outlined her graceful figure. As Zuo Kaiyu followed behind, his eyes couldn't help but linger—the curve of her hips was simply perfect.

This time, using acupuncture on Elder Jian was far more difficult than with previous patients. By the tenth needle, he felt his internal energy had been completely drained.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Li Chunfeng held his head high and shot a cold sneer at Shen Hao below the stage. The next second, he brought the hammer down hard on the base of the porcelain vase.

They did not know what had caught the attention of Forbidden 006, but they could clearly feel that the terrifying entity’s mood was very wrong.

Lu Xiujin’s father had been transferred to Pengcheng some years ago. When he first arrived, he often wrote to her, but Man Man had to train during the day and catch up on missed coursework at night.

It was unclear what was said on the other end of the phone, but the previously enraged Station Manager Huang’s expression changed in an instant.