Volume One, Chapter 53: The Frenzied Search for the Mysterious Guest!

At the same time, in the control room of the production team, the director and staff exchanged bewildered glances. Clearly, this unexpected incident had disrupted the original schedule and flow of the program. They quickly adjusted their strategy, deciding to extend the broadcast to satisfy the enthusiasm of the live audience and prolong the surprise. The technical crew sprang into action, recalibrating the live equipment to cope with the sudden change. In the viewing chamber, Sister Hawk, the special guest, was also stunned, her face full of disbelief. She had thought this was merely a routine closing segment, never expecting such a breathtaking scene to unfold. She had only invited Su Le casually...

The emperor was anxious to know the outcome of this strike, for it was the first time he had seen hope of slaying the dragon, and his heart beat with urgency. Her fingers traced the patterns on the window frame, lingering over the motif of a lingzhi mushroom, then over a swastika that didn’t quite reach its end. The room was warm, but the window frame carried a chill seeping in from outside. Magellan thought this to himself, showing no sign of his dislike for Horus on his face, though in truth, he deeply resented this deity who always turned toward the sun. Yet she spoke sentence after sentence for what felt like ages, but her words poured out like water, receiving no reply, as if she were talking to herself.

When faced with a troubled student, should one abandon them, or patiently and tirelessly try to steer them back onto the right path? Undoubtedly, it must be the latter. Xiao Qian knew she wasn’t referring to the life-for-life exchange in the palace, but to the news that Shang Xuexiu was still alive, which had given him a new lease on life. Shi Lang said, “Your Majesty, the civil war in the Li Dynasty is ongoing—ten thousand troops may well tip the balance.” He had originally been the Admiral of Fujian’s navy, but in recent years, illness brought him back to the capital for a court post.

Mo Chen’s plan was vast, encompassing the entire empire. If it succeeded, it would overturn the whole economic order. Three days passed in a blur, and with the scandal at the Otherworldly Altar ended, peace settled over the land. In those days, Su Jing arranged the safe departure of the external beast tamers. It was a special trial orchestrated by the Hunter, not strictly adhering to judicial protocol; after the accusation came Professor Moriarty’s defense.

Since the person who contributed most was Old Qiu, still unconscious, the beast core was left for him. The meat of the mountain tiger was stripped and mostly cured for future use by the group, with some set aside for the army as a celebratory meal. “Aside from the high-ranking human leader, Wu Lai from years ago, you are the second person I’ve met. I never expected that a mere sixteen-year-old could force me to use my bloodline ability.” Horace’s gaze was icy.

“Whew! Whew! Whew!” After a furious bout of action lasting several dozen seconds, Shirley stopped, panting, looking up at Aaron whose smile remained unchanged, even growing more wild. Shirley wiped the sweat from her brow. “What are you staring at!” Si Wuxie’s face was flushed with anger. Her divine gifts were distributed more evenly, unlike Lotus Princess whose powers were overwhelming.

The two talked for about a quarter of an hour. Zheng Yuanye saw Zheng Peng and Shi Dafu nodding to each other, as if they’d reached an agreement. Wang Yi, disguised as someone making a call, kept an eye on both groups, pretending to talk on the phone while glancing left and right, and occasionally looking behind.

This year, the Kings performed poorly, largely because the team was in transition. Qin Yang played too little, and the team kept adjusting tactics and lineup. “Go to Xavier Academy and find us a job,” Ye Qianhu said, opening another spatial portal and leading White Queen into it.

“I never thought those who could fight across realms would be so rare. I’ll have to be more cautious in the future.” Baal recalled Elder Ude’s words before he left. The only ones who overheard their conversation were Insa, Tasia, and John’s group. Wang Qing was anxious—not because he didn’t want to listen, but because they were out under the pretense of work, and it was still office hours; slacking off here would not be good.

After Yun Wanqing left, Xie Ziyu stepped from the shadows of the grand hall, the cunning in her eyes matched by the smile on her lips, creating an unmistakable aura of triumph.

Fei Moyang’s heart skipped a beat; the Seventh Prince truly was as ruthless as the rumors said. I didn’t know who was calling Officer Yang, but his serious expression made it clear this was important, so I didn’t disturb him and quietly smoked nearby.

Still, the same refrain: your research is misguided. You will not become a sage. You cannot save this world; you will not become a sage. Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out, and a ghostly figure darted toward the Imperial Seal of Qin.

Rising from the sofa, Feng Xinglang noticed Yan Bang’s jaw was bruised and swollen. Although Qi Simiao blocked the kick, leaving Xue Chen astonished, he knew that even if he stopped it, his arms would still be sore.

I hadn’t experienced the sensation of falling from such a height before, and suddenly I thought I was doomed. “You want to ask how Ze’er was so different on the stage today, don’t you?” The Mermaid Queen guessed Bai Yu’s thoughts.

Not to mention that the sect’s protective formation was the most formidable in Jade Immortal Sect, solid and unbreakable. These days, he had ordered his disciples to reinforce and repair the barrier constantly. “Yes, but is there a problem?” Mu Yiqing replied honestly, unable to resist asking Yuchi Jing.

Meng Jia sneered, “The only thing he did right in his life was controlling the plague in Lan Capital, preventing it from spreading beyond the city.”