Volume One, Chapter 67: Su Le, could it be that this piece is also your own composition?

Sun Qi’s singing clearly possessed an extraordinary artistic allure and a deeply moving quality, capable of instantly captivating and touching every listener’s heart. The piece he chose, “Exploring the Clear Water River,” was not only a traditional song but also carried a profound cultural heritage that could stir the most tender corners of the soul. The lyrics referenced the “Enlightened Elder,” typically a term for an honest and impartial local elder or official; through this figure, the song praised and yearned for integrity and justice. Sun Qi’s performance was not merely about the beauty of his voice, but more so about his profound understanding and conveyance of the song’s emotions, as well as his respect and love for traditional culture. Such—

“How is this possible?” Tian Xiao stared in disbelief at the shattered fragments of several jade tokens. He had sent out only Golden Core masters, several of them at that, so how could they all have perished? Could it be that Li Shaofan’s strength had already reached such terrifying heights, or was Tian Yu secretly protecting him all along?

In an instant, six crescent-shaped arcs of sword energy swept toward Lin Huan’s head, their trajectories erratic and unpredictable—no matter which way Lin Huan tried to dodge, he was almost certain to be struck by at least one.

As for the top lane, due to Okita Yojin having already died once, even when Ye Tian’s Zhuge Liang and Chen Shenzhi’s Li Bai managed to kill the enemy’s top-lane duo, Okita had gained neither gold nor experience. As a result, he was currently at a slight disadvantage.

Had it not been for Duobao’s sudden interference, they might have wiped out Randeng and his group back then.

Everyone realized the gravity of the situation. Their opponent remained so arrogant—either mad or supremely confident. In that case, the crux of the matter could only be the Grand Dao.

At the very instant the Sanctuary was breached, the appearance of a primordial spirit body unleashed an atavistic power, producing an overwhelming destructive force that shattered the entire Sanctuary in a flash.

However, this was still Earth, and with so many powerful figures watching nearby, he could not afford to be the first to strike against Lu Yuan.

The Lord of Light was the negative persona, so upon seeing Lin Lei’s rampant arrogance, he could not help but sneer and mock him.

Liang Yu also heard the burly man’s words and his expression changed instantly. He had not expected this person’s mastery of spiritual power to be so advanced—able even to sense his movements and predict his next direction.

From the start, his spiritual sense had spread out, and he sensed Duanmu Lian’s smile—so confident, as if she had known he would come all along.

“Lin Yuan asked me to keep an eye on you!” As soon as she entered the office, Mu Xiao flopped onto the sofa, sprawling like a lord.

The couple, worried that Gu Beinian would notice something amiss, quickly left home on the pretense of visiting friends. All they could do was pray silently.

In these times, missing parcels were common, but if it belonged to the army, no one would dare to touch it.

He instinctively wanted to refuse—after all, this meant dividing their share of the spoils—but faced with the other party’s strength, he ultimately kept silent and dared not even show the slightest hint of dissent.

The doctor’s assessment was that the problem was not serious; it was a slow-recovery illness, the sort that drained a person’s energy and demanded patient rest and observation for three days.

“They’re all badly injured. The doctor had to perform severe surgery to save their lives. Now their bodies are extremely weak. If they can’t hold on themselves, then... And if their brains remain active while comatose, any emotional agitation could...” The more Liu Xinyan spoke, the more anxious her face became.

“He knows how to scold people? I can’t believe it.” Qin Qianxia was puzzled; in her mind, Lin Yuan had always been gentle.

Chu Cheng took out his communicator and was about to dial a number when the man suddenly staggered up, half-supporting himself on the wall as he fled.

At that moment, Shen Shaoting remained oblivious that his brazen behavior had already been thoroughly uncovered by Li Sihan.

Ji Mufeng fed his son formula, soothed him to sleep, put on a diaper, then went into the yard to kill and butcher a rabbit, washed it clean, and left it in the kitchen.

“Don’t worry, we know the drill!” If you don’t even understand these rules, you have no business claiming you’ve been around the block.

Just as he looked up at the city, a streak of light shot rapidly from midair, sweeping across the city gates and then flying out toward the fields beyond.

He wasn’t the sort who enjoyed watching others suffer, so he instinctively wanted to avoid witnessing such a scene.

In his eyes, the time had come when he no longer needed the Bei Luo Gang—it was time to discard them. But to act openly would tarnish his own reputation, so he orchestrated a clever scheme using the Tai’e Sword.

Hearing those humiliating words, Yun Xiao merely smiled, unfazed, his mood undisturbed in the slightest. Other people’s opinions meant nothing to him; Yun Xiao had never cared for the judgments of the irrelevant—only the people he cherished mattered to him.

Seeing the Scorpion King charging forward, Qiu Chuqiu cursed angrily and threw himself fully into battle, clashing fiercely with the enemy.

As a result, the air in this plane also contained a small amount of “enlightenment.” The spirits relied on these tiny traces to accumulate wisdom and gain intelligence. Once sentient, they could then “worship” the order and receive guidance. Without the proper guidance of the order, they could only grope along and cultivate on their own.

Sun Long did not participate in this round, for he wanted to see whether this braggart claiming to help him “rank up” was truly worth his price.

Within Wei Xianhe’s spellcasting space were source spells like “Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming,” “Guidance,” while the national emblem core contained “Water Entry,” “Five Elements Escape,” and “Nailhead Seven Arrows.” The materials for these five source spells were almost impossible to find in an ordinary trading village on the Bloodslaughter Plane.

Among the shoes was a pair I knew well, for I remembered they belonged to Zheng Zhu. Seeing them made me think it must be Saturday and that Zheng Zhu had come home for her break.

Chen Xiaoran’s arm pressed against that soft, rounded form, feeling an unusual elasticity. He paused, glanced down at the baby’s enchanting profile, smiled gently, and said nothing more, heading toward the counter with her still holding his arm. The two looked remarkably intimate.