Volume 1, Chapter 23: Not the Shameless Wanton Before Me

As Ziying put it, this reminded her of the simple life in the Valley of the Divine Dragon. It seemed she missed it dearly, though it was unclear whether she would ever be able to return.

At that moment, the roar of a supercar engine echoed from outside. Chen Mingjing naturally knew it was Qin Yue starting his car to leave.

Everything for the day had been arranged, and naturally, a banquet was in order. It was held at the Hall of Watery Green and Southern Fragrance, as the air there was cooler and it sat near the water. The gentle sound of the current and the warbling of birds provided a perfect backdrop, with the entire landscape laid out in full view.

Thinking of this, Liu Yong felt much more at ease. He figured that the commotion would die down in a few days. After all, Li Zhengxuan was not some world-renowned figure; he might be famous within his circle, but to the average person, he was a total stranger.

Only then did Su Yao finally feel a glimmer of hope. "Since the Medicine Immortal is here, he will surely be able to develop a cure for this poison." With that, she stood up and bowed deeply.

During that time, the Kui Ox had tried to escape more than a dozen times, but without exception, it was dragged back by the Qilin. As time passed, the Kui Ox eventually lost the heart to flee.

For a moment, everyone could not help but feel heavy-hearted. However, the subsequent good news gave them a sliver of hope: at my suggestion, we called upon everyone to awaken their martial spirits for cultivation. We believed that possessing greater strength would surely make things better.

"Go away! You're the one who has it!" Wenwen was left both angry and amused by his words.

"Senior Brother, let's... let's just leave." Yang Wanru tugged at Mo Qianyuan’s arm; she did not want to die here.

"Then, can Yu’s illness be cured?" A flicker of worry crossed Liu Yao’s heart. She was not certain.

Zihan, Shangguan Yanran, and Zhang Xiaoshan all knew that Ye Han was no ordinary person. At only in his teens, his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle, the forces under his command were vast, and he was so well-versed in literature that even the great Confucian scholars of the Tianlong Continent bowed to him in total admiration.

In this way, not only within the entire Misty Rain Guild but even among players across the entire King’s National District, it was now known that I had assumed the position of the official guild leader.

The enemies approaching from the front were drawing closer. Lin Yu could even hear their breathing; if not for the corner blocking his view, he would have been able to see the very pores on their skin.

In other words, as long as Bao’er could cast the "Immortal’s Protection" skill thirty more times to cover us, we could take down the Rampaging Evil Dragon.

After all, in my view, the Black Knight was a massive guild with over 1.5 million players; it was impossible that they couldn't find a few super-experts to assist their leader.

"How magical!" Gu Yan exclaimed, turning his head to look around. His grandfather and the others were also observing the barrier closely, their brows furrowed in deep thought.

After speaking, I waved my hand, beckoning Bao’er to my right side, while Ziyan naturally leaned in close to my left.

"Fine, since Lei Ba refuses to speak, let them tell it!" Ye Han pointed to the Iron-Blooded Thirteen Eagles behind him.

"Go!" Four long swords shot out. The sudden explosion of sword-humming echoed through the heavens, and wherever they passed, the void seemed to shatter. Under the agitation of the peerless sword light, the light and shadow were sliced into scattered, fragmented pieces.

"Qin Chen, how long have you and our Qingya been seeing each other?" This was the question Tang Cuilan cared about most.

The world may undergo great changes, with seas turning into mulberry fields, but for the yet-to-be-formed dragon veins, such time was not enough to cause any shift.

"Hmph! I’ll spare you this time!" Without even glancing at the Qionghua disciple he had just struck into a lump, Gabriel pulled Li Qinglian and walked toward the back of the Chengtian Sword Platform.

As for the process of starting a tech company from scratch, as seen in many novels—it looks wonderful, but it is not easily realized. The fact remains that the planet has drawn a line for private scientists, a boundary that wild scientists are unaware of and often cross without realizing.

Leng Qingxue had pestered him for a long time, but seeing that Qin Chen remained unmoved, she couldn't help but look at him in a new light, having seen too many men of a different nature.

The eerie whirlwind that had just risen near the City God Temple—whether it was the Demon Flood Dragon or not—was clearly something they could not resist. Who would throw their life away?

As the last word fell, Wang Wei spoke immediately, his voice trembling with an excitement that could not be further intensified.

The rise of a group of people does not happen in a day or two; it may take years, or even a lifetime. However, once a person has a goal and knows how to move forward, the steps they take will not be easily halted. In the near future, perhaps when they look back on what happened at this moment, it will be their most precious memory.

As Zhong Shuaishuai said, Sun Wukong was a demon to the core; even though he later converted to Buddhism, he likely still carried the scent of his demon origins.

The smart computer's LCD screen flickered, the red fault-detection light shone brightly, and the energy gauge had reached its lowest point.

Unable to win after a long battle and worried for the safety of his spirit beast, Zhan Wuji refused to dally any longer. With a cold word, he unleashed his ultimate technique, a peerless move that shocked the world.

Just then, footsteps rang out. Tang Ming, Red Hair, Eagle Eye, Drag, and Atlantis appeared before them. They looked much more orderly this time, free of the scars and fatigue of the past; it was clear they had fully adapted to the harsh environment.

Ding Bu’er could not believe it; he rubbed his ears vigorously, deeply suspicious that he had misheard.

Finding a place to grab some lunch, Zhao Qi went to buy a new phone. He didn't insert a SIM card, instead using free Wi-Fi to search for information.

Carrying thirty kilograms—twice the usual weight—they were panting heavily by the time they reached the end of the three-kilometer run.

When she met Jin Xiuxin’s mocking gaze, her heart was filled with bitterness. She drank a cup of premium tea, but it tasted of nothing but sorrow.

Primitive forests like Shennongjia were the greatest gathering places for magical beasts on land. Before the cataclysm, these places were barely touched by human footprints; in this current age, no one could predict how many terrifying beasts had been born within them.