Chapter 36

"When has she ever been well? Anyone capable of such things must be mentally ill. If she really wanted to end it all, that would be for the best—one less menace in the world." Qu Xiaoxiao spoke with such petulance that even she could sense the overwhelming jealousy underlying her words.

Xiao Yan, having honed her sharp intuition during investigative training at the police academy, naturally caught the flicker of gloom and anger in the shaman's eyes, further confirming her earlier suspicions.

To leave a mark upon the sheer cliffs of the precipice requires more than just high cultivation; it demands the work of a paragon among paragons.

After all, the history of the Divine Realm is lost to time. Countless heaven-defying figures have emerged throughout the ages, and it is entirely possible that some among them forged miraculous artifacts capable of shielding them from the lightning tribulations of the Heaven-Sealing Terrace.

Even if the Guwalgiya clan had not spoken these words, the meticulous Fuheng would have already noticed these things himself. Even with the deep affection he held for his eldest sister, the deposed Empress Fucha, he had to admit that even during her most favored days, she had never received such wholehearted devotion from the Emperor.

It was much like this: both were at the Ninth Level of Fate Collapse, yet for Lu Yu to slay a powerhouse at the Ninth Level of Destruction in the First Heaven, a single thought was enough. The gap between them could not even be described as that between heaven and earth.

Because he still could not determine into whose hands those forty-three blueprints had fallen, he could only confirm the whereabouts of about twenty-one; the rest remained entirely uncertain.

However, it was clear that this man was not the first leader, so his actions were somewhat understandable. Besides, as the saying goes, one should not judge a book by its cover; who knew what thoughts were churning inside his mind?

The next day, Xibai was awakened by the sound of a phone ringing. Upon waking, she found that she was still alone in the room.

Ignoring the noisy and chaotic environment around her, Xiao Yan did not pause for a second, her hands moving with singular focus as she worked to save lives.

She felt as if her bones were cracking; that pain, originating from the very marrow, chilled her to the core. It was an agony she would never forget for the rest of her life.

It turned out that Baohua had previously cast an invisibility spell on Liu Jing, allowing him to remain unseen for the duration of about one cup of tea.

The Tu-Jue people had grievances, and it would have been fine to let them complain a little, but Liu Jing insisted on fanning the flames and making enemies everywhere, as if deliberately goading them into taking action.

Cravings... Jiang Qinglian never imagined that after centuries of fasting, she would experience such a sensation again.

She remembered that Nine-Infants possessed many related poisons; he would often tinker with them, though he rarely had cause to use them.

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Others might not understand these words, but how could Xu Jingluo fail to grasp them? What Xu Jingting feared most was that the embezzlement by Xu Wanjun would be exposed, costing her all her wealth and status.

Diba entered the space, found a suitable spot on a hillside, and dug a fairly large pit with great effort.

"Senior Brother's lesson is well-taken; this junior will remember it!" No matter how much Lu Yifan gritted his teeth inwardly, his outward demeanor remained incomparably respectful.

Lin Shousheng murmured, looking Shen Miao up and down as if she had suddenly sprouted three heads and six arms.

Consequently, Jiang Zhaoxin also dispatched villagers to build two castles on the north side of the base, preparing to train elite longbowmen.

By now, Da Bianzi and the others had spread a cloth on the ice and set out a few fur cushions. They sat in a circle around the campfire, poured white liquor into their cups, and began to eat.

At the center of the constant shockwaves, Lin Wushuang stood calm and composed, showing no trace of panic. Sword after sword, he shattered the attacks from Zigong Haoyi’s halberd.

The students from the branch academy shrank their necks. They had actually called their leader a fool... they were truly dead.

Huang Xie waited outside the manor for a moment before a servant led him through the main hall into the backyard.

Easily shaking off the pursuers behind him, Shi Yunyang felt as if the Yuanli sword in his hand were pulling him along a thread, the other end of which was the Gan-Yun sword of the man in the headscarf. With this connection, there was no way that man could run far.

"How formidable! A king with Tier-One Earth King combat power is truly terrifying. Even without spiritual power, their combat strength remains extraordinary." Noting the combined strike of the two Earth King-tier monarchs, the onlookers could not help but marvel that a Spirit King-realm martial artist with Earth King-tier combat power was truly formidable.

King Tang of Qin was just about to say, "Good!" when he noticed Meng Ben’s face flushing red. Just as the cauldron reached his shoulders, he suddenly let go. The bronze cauldron crashed heavily to the ground, emitting a thunderous roar and kicking up a massive cloud of dust.

The *Qianlong* surged like a dragon leaving the water, throwing up a great spray. Han Lun retracted the grappling hooks, and the ship immediately veered and retreated. Dozens of cannonballs thundered into the sea, sending geysers of water erupting toward the clouds.

Liu Gu slowly sat on the edge of Su Ling'er's bed and reached out, stiffly patting her shoulder. Su Ling'er burst into even louder sobs. She raised her head, threw her arms around Liu Gu's shoulders, and wept uncontrollably.

That endless stream of profound energy roared like ancient beasts, fiercely charging at the barrier of the Seventh Level of the Yanwu Realm.

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"Yuke is one-to-one, while yours is one-to-one-point-five." Yimishang spread her hands, signaling that the Sky Trading Firm actually thought Yang Lan'er was inferior to Yuke? Heh, there was going to be a good show.

Furthermore, the trap was no trifling matter; anyone who stepped inside was crippled instantly. Red Clothing followed closely, immediately activating the spirit-locking array on her spiritual artifact, turning the tribulation-transcending cultivator into a useless cripple.

Who knew how many people were waiting inside the peach blossom forest? If things could be resolved peacefully, no one wanted to resort to violence; preserving one's strength was what mattered most.

Madam Liu remained unresponsive, only glancing slowly at Ye Li before shifting her gaze away.

After saying this, I told Chun Tao to replace Yue Tang, and instructed Yue Tang to find Chang Yuan to go to the theater together. Chang Yuan was clever and would naturally understand what I meant. Once everything was settled, I went to Ji Manrou's room.

The bandit in the lead was startled and hurriedly raised his sword to block, but it must be said that this broken blade was utterly humiliating in front of the Heaven Mastiff.

Otherwise, even though her previous collection was gone, she could simply copy the old pattern to prepare, saving her from burning too many brain cells.

"It hurts!" Jiang Se simply could not bear the fierce intensity of the possession, especially since it was her first time.

Upon hearing that Mrs. Gu had arrived, Jiang Se instantly sobered up. "Chief, did she... did she say what it was about?" A bad feeling, particularly intense, washed over her.

She did not understand why this man wanted to restrict her freedom, nor why he treated her this way. Of course, what puzzled her most was why she had fallen in love with this perverted beast.

Thus, she could only follow Xin Zheng'en around like a clingy spirit every day, using every method—saying sweet words and bitter truths, pleas and confessions—until she finally earned a shred of his sympathy.