Volume 1, Chapter 24: Slaying the Dragon

But what could I do? Sister Jing likely had a way, but I had promised my father I wouldn't get involved in the underworld or resort to crooked paths. What other ways were there to make money quickly? I pondered this while taking Sister Yuzhu back to the factory. Because we had finished the early shift, it was still quite early. Perhaps troubled by her brother’s situation, Sister Yuzhu said she was tired and wanted to rest. She didn't want me to follow her and headed straight for the dormitory building. Watching her back as she wiped the corners of her eyes, my heart ached even more. It was then that my brother and Kang Youwei found me, suggesting we all go out to have some fun with Sister Yuzhu. I, of course, had no heart for it and said, "Sister Yuzhu..."

"Two more down is enough," the Cat King's low voice sounded over the team chat as he glanced at the surviving count in the top right corner—thirteen. Time had not aged him; instead, his every gesture had become more charming and alluring.

Was Huo Tingsheng actually suggesting they accommodate them and go live together in the ancient town of Aisting? Leaving everything here behind? Huo Tingsheng didn’t hang up; he waited for Xie Rong’s response, his heart beginning to pound.

Li Yang was slightly stunned. He told her how he had obtained his cultivation techniques and about his practice. He felt a bit awkward mentioning dual cultivation; although she was an elder, this was their first meeting, and they weren't exactly close yet.

"Yes, but it's a bit complicated. Are you busy this morning? If not, I'll come over and explain," Zhu Qianqian said over the phone. She used to be able to win a move or two against Cui Jue, but she knew back then that he had been letting her win.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man tossed the black mace in his hand upward and cast a spell. The mace trembled, instantly unleashing countless fierce, blade-like shadows that swept out in every direction. Seven or eight out of ten struck the Golden Core stage centipede, shattering its hard shell and leaving it a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

Beiguo Lengmian’s expression darkened. *What a joke. I am a member of the noble Beiguo clan; how dare you defy me?*

Ye Kai swallowed hard. The fire, just cooled by the cold water, now burned even more fiercely within him, and his body reacted instantly. She didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Kai, so no matter how expensive or beautiful the clothes he picked out were, she would never wear them.

But he didn't understand why, even at this point, Rong Jingchen’s spiritual power remained so formidable.

Deep within the imperial palace, in a gloomy underground chamber lit by ghostly green flames, a strange figure wearing a crown and with an obscured face suddenly looked up at the sky. He was as thin as a skeleton and appeared to be on the verge of death, yet he possessed an aura as steady as a mountain and as deep as an abyss. A faint curve played on his lips, and he was enveloped in a fresh scent of mint.

They truly needed time to have a good talk—to decide who he would go with and who he would say goodbye to. Memories of the gala, the way Gu Jingchen had pulled her into his arms, and the scent on him—Mu Ruoxi could still recall it all.

Dugu Hongye had not expected her intentions to be detected. Caught off guard, she was yanked hard by the force on the other end of the whip. They had come for the thrill of the game, but seeing that the one being toyed with was a former superstar, they were beyond excited.

Star-fated martial artists open their Star Gates, which reside in the center of their minds to communicate with the power of the stars. The gray aura of Chu Ze was beginning to merge with the light of the Heavenly Dao; the two distinct energies were locked together, seemingly impossible to separate.

Her clothes were so new, clearly bought from a shop. One look at the fabric and texture, and he knew exactly which store they were from. The film *Old Boy* had moved countless people, and at a time like this, when Chen Mo was signing with Hollywood, they wouldn't blame him. After all, those staying at the Supreme Hotel were all prominent figures—either wealthy or noble.

Voices rose one after another from the PE teachers behind, followed by a brief period of warm-up exercises.

"What do you mean?" Dong Yueran felt deep sympathy for Lin Ling. When the object of your affection is a robot, it doesn't matter if you say one sentence or ten; they are destined to fall on deaf ears. Laplace had tried to intervene at first, but eventually, he couldn't be bothered.

The people dining nearby were stunned, staring at the egg-based dishes on their plates, suddenly unable to swallow.

"Stay quiet. Everyone else evacuate, even the bodyguards," Chen Mo said upon entering the hospital room, looking at the pale-faced superstar Jiang Cheng.

"This passage can remain open for a long time; we can even enter from the outside," Meng Zhen said as she landed before them.

In this world where the strong reign supreme, only formidable strength can protect oneself and those around them.

The twisted cyclone contracted in the opposite direction, but with the Titan King’s power resisting, the vortex struggled to retract. However, once the rebounding ripples were pulled into the cyclone, the balance of power shifted completely.

Although the fireball was not even as large as its own eye, the Eight-Desolation Demon Snake felt a strong sense of soul-deep crisis. Without a second thought, it opened its eight massive maws and, channeling every ounce of its strength, spat out eight fierce pillars of purple flame to incinerate the incoming black fireball.

Under the influence of the fox-folk charm amplified by the medicinal power, neither dual primordial spirits nor mental abilities from a staff were of any use. Han Chen was completely lost.

In the midst of the frenzied slaughter, Odoric panted heavily. The constant killing had exhausted him, and his body trembled uncontrollably from fatigue. The cultivators of the Southern Heaven Continent lowered their heads, not daring to look at the expanding bloody phantoms—scenes of cannibalism, tearing, devouring, and hunting that were beyond description and unbearable to witness, accompanied by heart-rending screams.

Qi Laoer tried to attack again, but Qi Laoda, who was fighting the old witch, grabbed his shoulder and fled rapidly into the distance.

"Ancestress, the imperial physician has finished checking the pulse of the Gege. Shall I call him in to report?" Suma entered and whispered.

Before the Immeasurable Seal could fully descend, a massive black snake lunged from the ground, blocking it in front of Sari.

For some reason, Dortmund was full of energy; their players were incredibly excited on the pitch, and the young team played with great flair. Under their assault, Atletico Madrid found it difficult to organize an effective offense for quite some time.