Volume 1, Chapter 58: Nature

Listening to this, I naturally realized that the window should belong to a bathroom, which probably also connected directly to Tiger Luo's bedroom.

I made a silencing gesture toward Young Master Jie and waited quietly in place.

"Go softer, Tiger bro... It hurts!

Well... Tiger... Tiger bro, aren't you afraid of retaliation from those major manufacturers after selling off their goods like this?"

The woman inside seemed unable to take much more and clearly tried to change the subject.

"Stop talking your damn nonsense!

Your Tiger bro has an elite crew under him! The last time a bunch of people came looking for money, their leader had to leave three of his fingers behind just to make it out alive! Who the hell would dare mess with me?"

"Wow~ Tiger bro, you're amazing!"

"No shit! Alright, alright, this..."

The morgue was situated inside a cellar, designed to preserve the integrity of the corpses. For some unknown reason, a torrential rain began to pour at that very moment, making the entire morgue look grim, gloomy, and terrifyingly eerie.

The three imperial phantoms unleashed their most formidable techniques, encompassing a radius of thousands of meters. Although the area was not vast, the power contained within it had undoubtedly reached the absolute pinnacle.

With a final song and dance, the figure in scarlet spun and came to a sudden halt, as if the entire universe had paused at that very instant. Only the courtyard remained filled with drifting, fluttering flower petals. The figure in scarlet and Rebirth exchanged a smile, causing all creation to lose its luster.

However, upon hearing the words of the Human Sect Elder, both the Demon Sect Elder and the Heavenly Sect Elder fell into a simultaneous silence.

Therefore, when he parried the wooden sword in Shetai's hand, even though Shetai descended from the air leveraging that momentum, he still failed to break through Wang Nu's block.

The envoy delivering the imperial decree was none other than Zhao Ji's trusted eunuch, named Zhang Di.

"No, no." As Murong Fa listened to Qingtong reveal the truth, his mind felt as though it had been struck heavily by a dull hammer, throbbing with a violent ache. He was the one who had done all this; how could he have, how could he have become like this?

Vince Carter had done Sun Zhuo a massive favor. Sun Zhuo needed to perform some alternative dunking routines to satisfy the fans, but he couldn't actually pull them off. Carter thwarted Sun Zhuo twice, and by doing so, everyone would understand that it wasn't Sun Zhuo deliberately refusing to treat the fans to his other moves, but rather that there were extenuating circumstances.

A massive, wave-like murmur suddenly surged forth. Gazing at the warrior transformed from the giant tree, everyone opened their eyes wide in astonishment, gasping aloud and cheering with jubilation.

The V3 consciousness twisted its features, opening its "mouth" toward the pitch-black night—though, being a mere consciousness, it could not produce a single sound.

"Fine, then go on," Lin Tian waved his hand, signaling him to continue.

Just how immense was the force behind Lu Yu's body? Coupled with the explosive, short-range propulsion and ferocious speed of this Iron Mountain Lean technique, it was utterly unavoidable.

He slowly extended his hand, allowing Xu Hua in front of him to slip the spatial bracelet off his arm. Gritting his teeth, his eyes swept continuously over the group before him, trying to discern their identities.

"You could say that. Ever since Your Highness visited that day, the mute slave's state of mind has been much more absent-minded than before. He frequently gazes longingly at the front gate. Master and I were wondering, could he be waiting for someone?" As Feng Wanlin spoke, his gaze shifted toward Xu Xiyuan.

As for himself, after bidding farewell to his father, he headed for the provincial capital, where he was scheduled to help Yan Weizheng, Professor Zhao, and the others research direct-injection gasoline engine technology.

The gaze from behind was far too burning. Minghai removed the hairpin from her head, combed through her hair, and stood up to walk over. Just as she reached the bedside, her waist was seized tightly and she was dragged into an embrace by Xu Xiyuan.

Madam Xie entertained the guests while keeping a corner of her eye on Zhang Shubo's every move. Seeing her behave with poise and dignity without showing the slightest hint of displeasure, she nodded in satisfaction.

Vast though the Undead Ghost Realm was, very few could attain sainthood. After all, besides cultivation, it required immense serendipity, and such fortune was often intimately tied to one's personal character and accumulated merits, rather than something that could be forcibly sought out.

Despite the smile on Alfred's face as he spoke, a trace of stern murderous intent was already faintly bleeding through.

Su Jiang was a major domestic box office stronghold, and Wang Naijie had already run promotional roadshows there just days prior. Not flirting when close at hand, only to make the painstaking journey over now that everyone had arrived in Ningtao City—Su Jiang Satellite TV's actions truly left him a bit baffled.

Yet Li Lingyi was not even capable of controlling the emission of energy beams. This might have been a restriction imposed upon the trailblazers, or perhaps the adventure world was simply set up differently from the movies, meaning they could not be treated the same way.

Ahni shook her head. She had only been managing the chamber of commerce's affairs because Li Lingyi was absent; now that he had returned, everything naturally had to be handed back over to him. After all, when it came down to it, she herself wasn't particularly fond of handling such matters—her introverted personality had already sealed that fate.

Although the Ziwei Great Emperor and the Azure Lotus Daoist possessed supreme divine might and could utilize the Zhou Tian Star Array and the arrays of various quasi-sages to bypass a battle with the Chaos Demon Gods, once the Ancestor Yin-Yang and the others could no longer hold out, how could they possibly strike them down one by one?

There was no real reason to decline such a matter. The two of them agreed, exchanged some idle chatter afterward, and then left the office.

Old Turtle captured Tianxuanzi specifically to be used against the earthly tribulation. Today was the crucial moment for him to break free from his cave. For this exact moment, not only had he prepared pills for years, but he had also gathered numerous magical treasures. Now, with Tianxuanzi able to assist at the critical juncture, he was confident of successfully overcoming the tribulation.

Amidst the reverent and curious gazes of the common folk, Yang Yi led a thousand Divine Martial soldiers to the royal palace. Prince Simon had been waiting outside for a long time, welcoming Yang Yi warmly and amiably. Yang Yi cast his gaze around; the palace was already prepared for the wedding. Although it was winter, it was still arranged with exquisite detail.

One day, Bizhu rose from her seat and went to the Kunlun Asking Heaven Platform, where Mo Wentian was quietly meditating. Seeing Bizhu approach him, he smiled and said, "Bizhu, how do you have time to come out and clear your mind? Still, a stroll does one good." Although his tone remained as amiable as ever, it could hardly conceal the anguish in his heart.

Hearing this, Duo Bao Tathalaya's expression tightened slightly. Just as he was about to ask what distinguished guest was arriving, he saw a three-eyed black ox and a six-eared macaque walking out from the temple, prompting a strange sensation to stir within his heart.

To win over the hearts of the people, one had to present oneself differently from the existing noble lords. He had even made up his mind: once dinner was over, he would return outside the city and pitch camp alongside the soldiers, letting them see that the knight lord was no different from them—leaving them with nothing more to complain about.