25 Don't Be Afraid

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The position was already taken; if the Jiujiang Tower tried to seize it again, it would be a low-class move, earning no favor anywhere. After hearing what the Buddha Jiazhan said, all the lords present fell silent. Although this ability was far from true precognition, it was enough to expose one’s intentions. What was originally a plan to strike unexpectedly ended up turning into a trap set by the enemy.

After a considerable time, still showing no signs of exhaustion, Jing Chen continued to maintain his focus while simultaneously gathering the indoor airflow, transforming it into a wind sword that merged with his flying sword.

By the end of the day, Luo Yi had said everything she needed to. The next step was for them to review on their own. Tomorrow would be a rest day, and the day after, the advanced dungeon would officially begin.

It seemed that the construction site owner had been hacked online by the Voodoo Gang, who were now seeking an opportunity to extort him.

The meal lasted into the evening. The three had exhausted much energy through training throughout the night and needed nutritional replenishment. Fortunately, Mountain City was not lacking in precious herbs or meats, nor was it short of money, so the three indulged in a hearty nourishment.

On his way from the Five Immortals Sect this time, he had stopped by Lingyun Cave to feed the fire qilin and hastened the ripening of some blood bodhi fruits to bring along.

As a duke’s guard, this was the most they could offer—a limit that revealed genuine sincerity.

If at first both he and Dong Yunchuan had been very confident they could succeed, now that confidence was seriously wavering.

“Clearly they’re one of our own, yet they’re so close to Yuanyuan!” Zhou Ruiyang shook his head helplessly and hurried after them.

The Eternal Void was supposedly just an ordinary world, a common world that depended on the original world’s devouring law dimension. Why then did such a terrifying presence exist there? No… that couldn’t be said or thought about any further.

It was customary for Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty to personally visit the Celestial Workshop each year to encourage the thousands of scholars gathered there.

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“Then why don’t you try attacking me from behind?” Ouyang Yi’s voice brimmed with pride, as if to say, “If I succeed in catching you off guard, it only proves I’m more skilled.” Ouyang Mie was so angry he had trouble breathing.

“Sister, I’m late.” Fang Cheng, dressed in white, crossed countless miles and layers of infinite space in a single step to reach Li Mingming’s side.

Though fully aware this was wrong, both his feet and hands seemed beyond his control.

Since Old Master Zhou attended Old Master Ning’s funeral, she had already suspected the Ning family of being untrustworthy.

“You…” Ruan Xinru felt deeply wronged upon hearing Xiao Ran’s cold sarcasm. She was unable to fight back, her face flushing in frustration as she bit her lower lip tightly and turned away angrily.

Butler Tan’s face flushed red. He paid no heed, glaring as if he wanted to gouge out her eyes, fixating unblinkingly on her chest.

“Where have you been fooling around? Just now replying now. Find me a better doctor tomorrow.”

On the big screen, both teams had arrived in the King’s Canyon. The Baby Team had already rushed out from the fountain. Judging by their paths, the top, mid, jungle, and support were preparing to coordinate an invasion of the enemy’s jungle territory.

Vera focused intently, piecing together the melody from the score after a long while. It was indistinguishable from the piano music echoing down the corridor.

When Xiao Kai arrived at the Xiao residence, Fang Yiyi was deeply engrossed in her computer, her expression serious and brows furrowed. Her hands flew over the keyboard rapidly, seemingly unaware of Xiao Kai’s arrival. Gradually, Xiao Kai watched Fang Yiyi lose herself in thought.

Though somewhat displeased, upon hearing Lin Cha’s voice, all anger and worry vanished completely.

They already had a home, a child; they would marry and have a baby together—they would have a family.

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Ye Moxing, seated in the VIP section, straightened slightly, rubbing his thumb against his index finger as his eyes quietly fixed on the stage.

Han Yu had not prepared with great care, but even in a simple dark suit and white shirt, his charm was undeniable.

The noble young master skillfully grabbed his chief guard, tugging down the neat collar of Wei’s shirt. His fingertips swiftly sliced the blood collector, slipping a miniature blood storage vial into the sleeve of the influential figure.

The two trekked deep into the jungle, where hanging vines and moss covered the lower branches of towering trees.

Perhaps to save money, the signboard of the Great River Canteen was made only of sour jujube wood, dipped in tung oil for minimal weatherproofing. It lacked carving or even paint beyond the four large black characters, giving it a rustic, somewhat shabby appearance.

Han Bai’s penalty kick would decide which side kicked off first. If Han Bai scored, his side would start; if not, the opposing team would.

Xu Hui had always been strong-willed. In the past, she sometimes spoke harshly and upset others, but never once had she apologized. It was as though she didn’t know how to apologize, unable to lower her pride or face.

Finally, on such a night, Ron revealed his identity and background entirely to her.

Seeing Murong Yanyu’s expression still unadjusted, Lin Qingxia began to worry: “Still hurting?” She gently rubbed her waist while pouting, chiding softly, “Who told you to make me angry? Let’s see if you dare next time.” Though faintly annoyed, her demeanor was endearing and charming.