Volume One, Chapter 29: Xiao Si’s Grave Illness

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Before him, more than twenty people were besieging a giant bird wreathed in azure flames. The bird possessed a magnificent physique, its long tail particularly breathtaking.

It seemed the man in black rarely ventured into the pugilistic world, or he would not have stumbled upon the Duan Royal family. It was unfortunate that news of the Divine Sword had fallen into the hands of such troublesome opponents; it appeared the Duan Royal family would not easily weather this crisis.

However, upon learning that Kakashi respected her wishes and hoped she would pursue her own career, Mei Terumi was astonished.

The others mentioned all looked toward the sky, which infuriated Wei Chen. Wei Chen was their leader, so why would he help Yan Su? That would be utterly pointless.

Since he had no urgent matters to attend to, he decided to wander along with them; perhaps he might stumble upon some unexpected discoveries.

Yet, just as he had gathered several skilled members of the Wu family and intended to send them away from the old Wu estate, a mysterious guest arrived uninvited.

"What madness has possessed the Li woman now? In my opinion, we shouldn't have been so considerate; we should have just driven her out of the manor long ago," Xiao Xiyang said with displeasure.

"Second Sister, why do I feel that seems unlikely?" After hearing the butler's account, Xue Lanping was the first to offer her opinion, her beautiful phoenix eyes glancing tentatively at Xie Feng’er.

Yet, after receiving treatment from this miraculous physician, the patient’s complexion showed a dramatic improvement, which, to him, was simply inconceivable.

Seeing this, the member of the Kua-Fu tribe collapsed onto the ground, likely wishing for death at that very moment.

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Fortunately, for humans, entering a cave is instinctual; without needing guidance, everyone automatically formed a line and crawled into the tunnel one by one.

After acquiring the car, Gao Yifan, hoping to erase the shadows of Xia Mingshan’s defeat, had it painted matte black. Taking this as a warning, he began his campaign of revenge against Li Wei.

In truth, there had been a period of awkwardness between Gao Tian and Gao Chuan, primarily because Gao Chuan had chosen to study abroad.

Ignoring the squabbling between the two orc high-ranking officials, two giant wolves in the shed nuzzled each other, the atmosphere thick with impending tension.

Wang Dong did not respond. As the band's lead singer, he was different from Han Yang, who had come to music later in life. Having been influenced by the legendary rock godfathers of years past, he understood the quality of the song and could recognize the talent of the big boy on stage.

Not wanting to leave behind any obvious traces, he left the firewood axe and took a more agile dagger instead.

Watching the sunny smile of the boy before them, both the live audience and the directing staff felt an illusion: had they already stepped into his inner world?

Even though her own black longsword had been sealed by Jian Mo, Elena’s attitude remained unyielding. Proud as she was, she had already made the greatest compromise possible toward Yu Xin and Jian Mo. Her eyes, burning like morning light with the golden pupils of a high-ranking Dragon King, stared fixedly at the pair.

Heaven-filling Ethereal Chains shot out from the top of the Berlin TV Tower, wrapping around every inch of space within a hundred meters of Su Jiuxia. Stepping across the chains, he swung his great ethereal sword mid-air, rushing toward Vlad, who was three thousand meters away.

Looking at that orb of orange light, even the ten judges in the audience wore expressions of shock. This Wang Xun was only seventeen years old—a seventeen-year-old Second-Grade Artifact Refiner was a rarity indeed within the Empire.

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While the side of Gao Yang Huasang was feeling smug, the tiny traces of black blood they had stirred up had already reached a deep-sea abyss a hundred miles away.

Once I retrieve the three hundred and twenty thousand in bride price that Li Meili took, I will request leave to go into the mountains; I must uncover the truth of Qin Niang’s heritage. If Qin Niang could speak, she would be able to live like a normal person, and then there would truly be nothing more to ask for in my life.

When it comes to refining medicinal bath solutions, experience is sometimes more important than the techniques themselves. Often, once technical skill reaches a certain level, experience becomes indispensable—it is the essential key to successfully refining a medicinal bath.

It was just that, although it was the Art of Qi Men Dun Jia, it seemed to have undergone some changes compared to the pure Art of Qi Men Dun Jia in Changmen Niepo’s mind. Rather than calling it the Art of Qi Men Dun Jia, it would be more practical and accurate to call it the Qi Men Ghost Arts.

At this very moment, a bottomless abyss lay before me; if I were to take one step forward, I would be smashed to pieces.

In less than half an hour, that advantage had been completely dismantled by Changmen Niepo.

Looking at the green-scaled giant python lying on the ground, its head slowly withered, and in the end, it detached from its body—no, rather from the tail of the white-scaled giant python—and fell to the ground, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

The Ye family, whether in the number of Grandmasters or experts in the Dragon-Tiger Realm, was truly staggering. They were fully worthy of their reputation as one of the four great families of the capital. It was just a pity that the person they had provoked today was Ye Tianci.