Volume One, Chapter 48: Returning to Life by Borrowing a Corpse

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Yaoling was unsure of her own talent, but now, hitting the bullseye once out of ten tries was an achievement she had earned through human effort, study, and training—a source of great pride. Suddenly, a cool sensation swept over her head. She thought some unscrupulous person upstairs had splashed water on her, but when she looked up, all she saw was the pitch-black ceiling of the cavern. Where was everyone else? It was as if they had all vanished after a dreamlike moment of silence. The round beads on the platform remained, but the large insect was nowhere to be seen. Yet, the abyss no longer carried that intense stench.

At the Federal Comprehensive University, there was only one annual holiday each interstellar year—no separate winter or summer breaks. At this moment, Jian Jie was not only unwearied but also restless, unable to remain seated. Yet, she hesitated to call Qi Fan—after all, he was always the one accommodating her; when had she ever taken the initiative to comfort him?

“How could it be otherwise? Let’s go, it’s my treat,” Zhu Jinli said generously, eager not to miss the chance to get to know Nangong Yunting better.

Normally, such attire paired with a friendly smile would greatly increase one’s likability. However, whether it was Qiao Xi’s imagination or not, she always felt that Coach Jamie’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes, making him seem calculating and as if he were scheming something.

On the day of the final, Qiao Xi requested leave from the team coach and posted a notice in the livestream room announcing a one-day suspension. Then she boarded a plane to Tiandu to watch the match in person.

A simple and colloquial embrace, accompanied by a strong Northeastern dialect expression, instantly shattered the romantic atmosphere that Zhou Ci had painstakingly created for his idol drama.

Yaoling was also curious how she would deal with these deluded admirers. Sitting in the seat of honor, she wore no makeup, her face pale and sullen. She had barely eaten for days, and if not for Lin Hai’s repeated persuasion, she might have remained in silence indefinitely.

Qiao Xi twisted her body sharply, breaking free from Qiao Jinghui’s grip. Using the momentum from her escape, she pushed him with force. Off-balance, Qiao Jinghui staggered backward several steps, nearly falling.

Meanwhile, as Dong Li moved, he simultaneously activated the demon sword in his hand. Suddenly, the starlight dimmed, and the vast space was engulfed in darkness—except for the dazzling waves of explosive energy released by Qi Ya.

Shortly after the elder attendant left, a group of Xuanmen experts could be seen gathering in a surrounding formation outside, visible through the transparent, long-distance viewing wall of the chamber. As they drew nearer, they encountered the demon palace guards.

However, the next moment, when he tried to condense that section of the star map again in his sea of consciousness, not a single star power flowed in.

At the same time, a strong white light radiated from the white crane, forming a threefold barrier alongside two elders.

She was absolutely certain in her heart that with Chu Jianjia’s hatred toward them, seeing her actions would surely bring her great satisfaction.

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After Wu Dawei scored, possession naturally shifted to the San Antonio Spurs, who now hoped to capitalize and score again.

Nangong Jinghong had been watching him closely, wondering if his expression indicated he was recalling something.

A massive white light surged from the horizon, fiercely charging at Gong Xifeng with an unstoppable ferocity, as if intent on tearing him apart.

Despite the Indiana Pacers’ previously outstanding offensive performance, they grew cautious when faced with such a formidable formation.

“Understood, uncle!” Lin Tiansheng nodded respectfully, unwilling to show any displeasure in front of Zhuo Yiting’s father.

As for Empress Zhao, Li Xuan finally saw her true appearance—a face like a first love, innocent yet charming, with long eyelashes and a voice as sweet as her looks.

The space within several hundred miles trembled continuously, as if distorted by intense heat.

Her tall, graceful figure was elegant and mysterious, her exquisitely handsome features appearing as the world’s most delicate artwork.

Just then, the door clicked open suddenly.

It was an opportunity. They quickly exchanged wine glasses, and in the haste, a few drops spilled onto the table.

Lin Ke noticed an oily stain on the floor that was clearly placed intentionally but said nothing.

Seeing Ming Fei’s noncommittal expression, it seemed this boy might be a mere passerby, someone even Ming Fei had forgotten.

“When you hit me, go easy—I’ve still got to cook for you later. If you break something, then there’ll be nothing left,” I said, then ignored her and continued eating.

Earlier, he had used the golden-needle treasure, but without invoking any magic power—merely employing the throwing technique of a concealed weapon.

When necessary, there was little difference between D-level and S-level ninjutsu; both could be lethal.

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Originally intending to extract more information, he realized he would have to take action—he would not allow these people to strike unchallenged.

At a glance, it was quite charming—the three characters “Yun Shui Yao” radiated a harmonious and fitting aura.

Mu Li noticed Lin Qing’s expression and turned around to look, but before he could respond, a voice echoed inside the room.

Though she didn’t yet know how powerful her younger brother’s research was, he had taken it very seriously.

Since the decision had been made to open the park on the 10th, preparations had to be made. In any case, she could not allow the first theme park she established in this world to open unnoticed.

Brooklyn was not far from downtown Manhattan. It took only about thirty to forty minutes to drive from Kennedy International Airport to uptown Manhattan, and crossing the Manhattan Bridge from Brooklyn was even closer.

But for John, remembering the score was already impressive—who could recall how many corner kicks, yellow cards, or red cards were issued in a World Cup match from two or three decades ago?

Liang Tianze’s right-hand glove was simple in design, entirely black, covering his entire right palm down to the wrist.

“If it’s truly as he said, then the price is absolutely worth it… Besides, she suffered no real loss—just revealing her back,” Zhu Ling calculated inwardly as he unbuttoned the garment. The green robe slipped off, revealing the beauty’s bare, flawless back.

Without much effort from Jiang Gu Feng, Jiang Ming fell straight into the evolutionary chamber.

Some say last year’s disaster relief funds hardly reached the victims, and now with renewed funding, officials along the way have only grown more bloated.