Alias 02

Moreover, their Tong family, besides him, boasted three rank-eight masters. While perhaps not at the peak of the eighth rank, three such masters combined with over a dozen rank-seven experts were surely more than enough to handle these people.

The head disciple of the Scorpio Sect watched the black-robed figure vanish, instantly breaking into a cold sweat. He had never imagined that the secret of the Undying Golden Body would attract a powerhouse at the Saint Emperor realm.

Having just been informed by a member of the household that something had happened here, only to have her path blocked by the Princess’s men, she hurried over to see what was going on. She had not expected Princess Qianchen to be so arrogant.

Mo Yiheng nodded, and Fang Jiamei turned to head to the restroom; she had a habit of running to the restroom whenever she felt nervous.

You Xi replied, "If not to me, then to whom? It’s already past ten at night! Although I’ve always been quite indulgent when it comes to managing and controlling my figure."

"But I can’t drink any more. Could you drink it? We shouldn't waste Mom’s hard work and good intentions." Xia Liu pouted at Gu Yihan. The man looked at her with resignation, then reached out to take the bowl. He cast a look of utter disdain at the chicken soup inside before placing it on a table further away.

Kuroko Tetsuya looked on, speechless, at the fuming Heshikiri Hasebe and the lazy, cunningly smiling Shokudaikiri Mitsutada, who looked like a sly cat. He then got up, folded his bedding, and walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

"It’s good that you aren’t happy." Since he had come in person, if she could still act as if nothing had happened, it would be he who ought to be unhappy.

Kuroko Tetsuya brought his brother, who had been wandering the streets, back home. Touching his brother's icy hands, his heart ached with pity. He hurried to the bathroom to run a warm bath for him while he went to find a clean towel.

You Xi checked the details and found no issues, though the schedule was tight; they would need to depart that very afternoon.

Shao Meiqi bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes fixed on her somewhat reckless brother. The relationship between the siblings had once been very close, but as they grew older, they drifted apart. Furthermore, Shao Jianbing was keen on grooming a successor, but Shao Zhongshu’s nature was too stubborn, insisting that everything be done strictly by the rules.

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain on the outermost perimeter of the Medicine King Valley, a bonfire illuminated the surroundings with a deep red glow. Sparks danced and scattered, and the burning dry wood crackled loudly.

Ning Xiguang had thought she might die there today, but at the very last moment, the Marshal collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, ultimately stopping short of the final step.

Ning Xiguang muttered incoherently, and Fu Siyan, who sat nearby, listened to her words of regret with a smile that didn't reach his eyes—a look that was exceedingly dangerous.

"Things have reached this point; there is no need for me to risk my life fighting a mad dog like Ma Xiaofeng. What I must do now is find a way to lure Aunt Tang and Zhou Sitong out. As for the others, their fate is in their own hands; they cannot blame me." In an instant, Chen Yuan made his secret decision.

The inner layers of the underground palace were inhabited by powerful beasts. Given the Scorpion Sovereign’s arrogant nature, one would expect his residence to be in the very center, built with extravagant beauty. However, it was nothing of the sort.

Taking a quiet, deep breath, Li Hai stepped into the doorway. The first thing he did was to survey the interior of the old thatched hut.

As the long sword swung, deflecting two daggers with a sharp clatter, the man on the other side landed. He was wearing gloves, and just as the second dagger was deflected by her and pinned into the nearby doorframe...

As the sun set, Ye Feng and his party rested at the foot of a mountain outside a canyon. Not being familiar with the terrain, they did not dare to proceed blindly. Although Dier had lived in the God Realm before, so much time had passed that things had inevitably changed.

No matter how formidable the Pale Wolf Cavalry were, they were helpless against the rain of crossbow bolts from the city walls and rooftops. Their mount-wolves lacked the stamina of warhorses, and the barbarian warriors themselves were heavily built and wore little armor for protection, leaving them to struggle futilely and await death in the hail of arrows.

The hundred thousand soldiers of the Divine Might Camp could not help but feel a sense of sorrow. They lowered their heads, wondering if they were thinking of their wives, children, or elderly mothers back home.

Stepping out of the real estate office and getting back into the car, Cang Hai wiped the sweat from his brow. "These people are far too enthusiastic."

The youth was not shy; he took the dry rations and sat right on the ground, tearing into them ravenously. He didn't care in the slightest about the corpses and blood surrounding him, nor did he mind that this was a battlefield.

But Duan Ran had extraordinary talent; he mastered it and even simplified the secret technique so that every martial artist could practice it.

The Allied forces, whose morale had initially been low, transformed into ferocious beasts the moment the three brothers—Liu, Guan, and Zhang—achieved their great victory over Lu Wenhou.

Duan Ran’s gaze gradually sharpened. He concentrated, took a deep breath, and raised his right arm.

As fireworks filled the night sky, Ji Yu and Zhang Jiao sat side by side on the roof, watching the blossoms of light bloom and fade in the sky, drinking and reminiscing.

Qin Wu was dejected. She hadn't expected that even climbing a wall to escape would be so difficult. Clearly, the villas of the wealthy were filled with traps; one careless step and you'd fall into one, only to be discovered by the owner.

Ordinary martial artists wishing to commission a master blacksmith at the Profound Star Cliff to forge a Profound Weapon had to pay an exorbitant fee.

A palace within the inner court was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Bright sunlight spilled onto the potted plants, creating an atmosphere of peace and joy. Hanging high in front of the hall, a nanmu wood plaque bore the three elegantly inscribed characters: "Flower Sound Palace."

"Please, make me your consort, my King!" The sensation vanished, and Laowula’s shocking declaration reached the youth's ears.

The most lethal part was that when its health dropped to one-third, it possessed a powerful ability to fuse and regenerate.

To break it, I fear that even if all the Ten Saints of the world were gathered here, they might not succeed.

Wendy put on her sunglasses and gently touched the corner of the frame. A virtual image of interlacing light and shadow appeared in her field of vision. Watching the countless data streams flow by like water, a happy smile curled at the corners of her lips.

He Yuanzhi’s decision to discard his sharp weapon to fight Ling Feiyang hand-to-hand earned him some praise, but it also invited ridicule, especially after he lost the fight to Ling Feiyang.

"Wizards are generally referred to as Masters. As for whether there are other titles among them, that is not something someone in my position would know," Gu Nai said.