Volume One, Chapter 45: Composing a Song for the Empress of Pop!

“Hello, Sister Eagle, and Junjie,” Su Le greeted them with refined elegance, his presence instantly shifting the atmosphere around them.

Wang Junjie smiled and introduced, “Sister Eagle, this is our Sky Entertainment’s owner, Su Le. The song ‘Stars’ was indeed written by him.”

Sister Eagle’s expression froze for a moment, then transformed into deep shock and admiration. She sized up Su Le carefully, silently marveling at how someone so young could create such moving works.

“Mr. Su, you are truly admirable. Your talent far exceeds my imagination. To accomplish so much in such a short time…”

Yin Xuemu instantly understood that although Luo Qi’s hostility towards her was unexplained, friendship between them was already out of the question.

Zhao Yun dismounted, unwilling to take advantage of the horse. He wanted to face Lü Bu directly, fighting on foot, showing no fear. He had his pride, and besides, he worried about harming the precious Night-Shining Jade Lion he’d managed to catch.

Gui Gong’s face shone even brighter than a blossoming chrysanthemum upon seeing Lu Wei’s generous gesture.

Fang Shaoyun’s three transport planes emerged like phantoms, then several burly warriors leapt out, wielding massive blades, hacking fiercely at the tanks of SOFT, which had switched to siege mode. Meanwhile, some dragoons and warriors burst out from the crowded intersection.

“Big brother, just say the word! Not just one, however many conditions you have, I’ll agree to them,” Zhang Fei laughed heartily, brimming with confidence.

As the words fell, Qin Luo abruptly raised his hand, his fingers like eagle talons, gripping the bodyguard’s wrist and deftly twisting it.

From that moment on, Sun Meiling completely hated Lin Mengyao, believing she had stolen the position that should have belonged to her. Whenever she found an opportunity, she would relentlessly mock Lin Mengyao.

“Zhong Rou?” Normally, that girl stayed by her side. Where did she go now?

After simply preparing a bowl of egg noodles for herself and eating, Qin Luo returned to his room, sat cross-legged, and entered a state of cultivation.

Most people’s words were similar to those before, until the last speaker said something that finally made Nangong Yunyao nod in satisfaction.

Quan Shufang wore a hesitant expression, but at this moment, he knew it was best to stay silent and simply follow Cheng Zizai.

The spirit of the Heavenly Stele spoke with impatience, barely restraining his anger.

Overall, these two cousins left Ning Xiu with a decent impression, much better than his opportunistic fourth uncle.

Nangong Yunyao transferred the corpses of the spirit monkeys on the ground into the one-hundred cubic meter spatial ring gifted by the beast acquisition shop. Then, with a whistle, the patrolling Roc descended, waiting for them to mount.

Ten spirit stones—neither too many nor too few—immediately left the twenty-one deliberating people indecisive.

Taiyi was far more reserved in temperament. Though he harbored instinctive ambition toward the Three-legged Golden Toad, he quickly composed himself and feigned calm, but this fleeting change did not escape Jiang Xiao’s notice.

Yet, after Yun Nianjin finished speaking, Leng Lingyun unexpectedly burst into laughter, leaving Yun Nianjin puzzled as to what was so funny about her words.

The spirit monkeys that had been hiding in the trees had already avoided the falling trunk; now, baring their teeth, they rushed toward Nangong Yunyao and her companions.

“I told you not to move. Unless you want me to do something to you?!” Wang Qing’s magnetic voice carried a hint of anger.

Wei Yixiao brought two pieces of good news: the Ming Sect’s uprising had won successive victories, capturing several cities, and Deputy Leader Zhang had contacted the Lion King and would soon return.

The entire temple space trembled violently again. Clearly, the spatial node had been struck once more, and the shockwaves rippled through the whole temple.

So, in fact, most of the Purple Haze Heavenly Sea coastline was dangerous to linger at. Otherwise, not only would powerful sea creatures leap directly onto land to hunt wildly, but anyone who dared approach the coast was essentially feeding themselves to the fish.

By controlling the detonation altitude of the shells, one could adjust the range and lethality: the higher the detonation, the wider the range but weaker the power; by detonating at extremely low altitude, tremendous lethality could be achieved within a limited area.

This husky looked no different from any husky on Earth—handsome, strikingly quirky, black-and-white fur, not very large. Except for being able to speak, if thrown amid a group of huskies on Earth, it would be hard to pick it out.

“A sixth-tier spirit item, Purple Flesh Lingzhi!” Ye Qi exclaimed. This was the finest among sixth-tier spirit items, even harder to find than some seventh-tier spirit herbs.

In the bottom lane, reaching level two was a critical turning point. When skill levels were similar, whichever duo reached level two first gained absolute advantage.

Bai Suzhen turned back and swung her sword, blocking Black Impermanence’s pursuit. Meanwhile, Yang Xie covertly attacked, a beam of celestial light hidden within Bai Suzhen’s sword aura, entering Black Impermanence’s body.

Besides these guest tokens, there were all sorts of access tokens, exchange tokens for martial artists, time-sensitive tokens, and so on.

It simply floated inexplicably in the sky, making one almost believe it was tethered by a string from above.

A rich fragrance instantly emanated from the stone cave. Inside, there was actually a high-grade spirit herb.

She encountered the reincarnator Mo Shang Dingxiang in the world of Samsara and later met her real self, Yan Yini, in the real world.

Though it sounded preposterous, Hamorey was the Creator, and only he, who knew everything about the Twelve Divine Kings, could believe it.

“I feel like you two have known each other for years,” Lucy joked half-seriously.

It was a normal scene, but between the red dragon flags, Eg saw scattered banners marked with the Kraken of House Greyjoy and was extremely sensitive to this detail.

Indeed, half the nobility of Stormlands still openly pledged allegiance to House Baratheon, and could be courted to support a resurgence. Yet how could he cross the Blackwater, escape both land and air pursuers, and flee south?

How many conservative Night’s Watch would secretly curse Mormont, saying he deserved it? How many would use his death as ammunition to attack the land grant resettlement plan?

Before long, Qu Qing and his companions were drunk and slumped around the Ye Lin Hall, sleeping haphazardly.

Hearing the screams from above, the leader couldn’t help but curve his lips in a smile, dispelling his previous tension and gloom, making his body feel lighter.

He cast a spell, and a glow rose from his palm, almost simultaneously pressing it onto Zhuang Jian’s chest as his fist landed.

Besides these guest tokens, there were all sorts of access tokens, exchange tokens for martial artists, time-sensitive tokens, and so on.

It simply floated inexplicably in the sky, making one almost believe it was tethered by a string from above.