Volume One, Chapter 33: Proclaiming Sovereignty

He has already reached the Venerable Realm. With no significant disparity in cultivation level, how many could possibly fight him to such an extent?

"Earth? I recall that the Zerg only ran into trouble after dispatching people to Earth, right?" the giant wolf remarked.

"I just wanted to say thank you; could you stop being so suggestive all the time?" Lu Zhisong finally managed to voice those words of gratitude.

After a few back-and-forth exchanges, Mother Jiang gradually grew accustomed to Jiang Xue's habit of cutting things close.

Therefore, he did not pay too much attention to the merging of the Source World, focusing his energy instead on creating secret techniques related to the Dao of foreign realms.

Once the food coupons were issued, everyone rushed to make purchases. By the time Jiang Xue and the other two arrived, good heavens, the queue was so long the end was nowhere in sight, with even the shortest lines stretching over two hundred meters.

Although not all the monsters killed had to be turned in, the rewards gained were still significantly less than hunting monsters oneself.

This way, there was no need to worry about the Demon Infant’s True Demonic Qi leaking out and attracting the pursuit of the Demon World’s Holy Ancestor.

It was nothing more than an attempt to hint to her that the relationship between Wen Wan and Yan Qingmu was unconventional, and that she was the first to witness and understand a different side of him.

This performance was very authentic; the emotions of everyone on the judging panel were stirred. They felt as though their throats were constricted by something, a sensation both uncomfortable and deeply piercing to the heart.

If Bai Chudie were to confront her openly, it would actually be better. If that were the case, news of it wouldn’t paint her, the Crown Princess, as unreasonable. If she were to drive Bai Chudie away now, she was certain that within two days, the commoners would cry out: the Crown Princess lacks the ability to assist the Crown Prince and is merely consumed by jealousy.

"This really has nothing to do with me. I told you to leave quickly, but you wouldn't," Yang Song explained with a pathetic, aggrieved look.

He wore the expression of someone holding a forty-meter-long blade, saying, "Be a good girl, I'll let you run thirty-nine meters first."

However, she also discovered a problem: her sister seemed to have a genuinely good relationship with the senior who had "saved her," with QQ messages pinging incessantly every day.

"Help me calculate how many more years the fortunes of this Great Han can sustain!" Xu Zhao said in a deep voice.

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But Nie Zihao's expression was even uglier than before. Ignoring the grateful look in A-Kun's eyes, he stared at the silver-haired youth standing not far away, the one who had just intervened to stop him.

It was as if there were conduits channeling the supplied energy directly to the roots of the lotus, fueling its rapid growth.

Many people have this habit, though the interpretations vary—some do it to attract wealth, some for emergencies, and others as a symbol of affection.

However, since the backing behind Imperial Concubine Hua’s sister was formidable, and considering the Concubine herself had been in high favor lately, no one dared to offend her, which only made her temper grow increasingly rampant.

The news of Gu Wan’s betrayal of the Gong family hit the headlines of major entertainment platforms instantly, sparking yet another wave of public discussion.

Such a battle record was something even disciples who had been training in the Inner Sect for half a year or a year might not be able to achieve.

Especially when thinking that she had a "share of the credit" for this change in the other party, she felt an even stronger urge to "reap the rewards."

Hearing Meng Bai’s "instruction," Li Qin, standing behind the partition, couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Pure nonsense. So what if he’s never been in a relationship? What is there to discuss?"

If Wen Li hadn't fallen gravely ill and withered into this paper-thin figure, her original appearance and temperament would have made her truly worry that her new boyfriend might have a sudden change of heart.

Surprisingly, the other side didn't seem to care that the commander was Qin Feng, focusing instead entirely on the order that had just been given.

She had originally planned to "lie low" in the Qi family for a while, turning their lives upside down until they couldn't stand it and threw her out.

Just as she put the person down and turned to squat and start a fire, her backside brushed against something extraordinary, and her fair, lovely face instantly flushed beet red.

Morr really didn't plan to stay long; he was preparing to go to the underground street in the East District with Moira to get an initial look at the situation.

Wu Bai was also watching Meng Bai with great interest, intending to properly appreciate his performance. If he turned out to be very talented, perhaps he could be persuaded to make a cameo as a passerby or extra in the future as an Easter egg.

Suddenly, with a flick of his mind, a sharp longsword appeared in his hand. With a single stride, the blade glinted with a golden spark as he lunged violently toward Xu Feng.

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Watching Shen Mo sitting in the passenger seat without a word, Li Xize turned up the volume of the music, dragging the nearby Shen Mo to join in the madness. Shen Mo gritted her teeth, telling herself not to get angry.

Xia Lingyi used her height advantage to step on the toilet, squeezing out through the gap above the stall.

The crowd looked toward the Forget-Me-Not flowers outside the Divine Palace, following the source of the sound, and saw Qiong Hua’s figure slowly coalescing from thousands of light particles, as ephemeral as a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water.

Because Tang Xue was by her side, Ling found it difficult to ask about the two familiar people in the video, so she had to piece together the truth through her own wild speculation.

Perhaps due to the tension and anger in my heart, my consciousness began to drift in the opposite direction. I didn't think about leaving this place and returning to where I lived.

Now wearing a complicated expression, Ling Nianzhu felt equally conflicted. She wanted to ask what his plan was, but feared that if she asked, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from tipping off Tang Xue.

The grand opening had concluded. To deal with this powerhouse who was four hundred stars above him, Zhu Xiao had to use his ultimate skill: Critical Strike.

Who would have guessed that Li Haotian, being the dense person he was, would walk over to the stairwell after everyone had dispersed, looking at Shen Mo and Li Anjin with a mischievous grin.

It was not until Yin Yi reported the situation that they learned the surviving soldiers all possessed weapons and magical artifacts forged by Su Yi. Seeing the lotus-leaf-shaped artifact at Yin Yi’s waist and the thunder-imbued weapon in his hand, they finally looked upon Su Yi with newfound respect.

"The Young Master is back." Mother Wang placed slippers in front of him, looking at him with a hesitant expression, as if she had something more to say.

"Enjoy your meal, Your Majesty. This concubine takes her leave." Feng Xi said, ready to slip away, only to be grabbed by Leng Yu, who forced her to sit on the stool beside him.