52 This is Mount Xiuyu 52 (Bug Fixed)

"Alright, I get it." Tang Zixuan no longer needed Yang Yu to explain anything; his demeanor alone was enough to tell the whole story.

Watching Di Moxuan strike at the Matriarch of the Imperial Palace earlier, Ye Qingluan had already sensed how unfathomable Di Moxuan truly was.

Yun Jinyao spoke the truth without deliberately stoking their hostility toward the Heavenly Star Sect. After all, not everyone possessed the courage to make an enemy of a faction with such formidable financial resources.

Yun Jinyao provided the Xiyao Sect with a substantial amount of spirit stones to help with their cash flow, and she also purchased a considerable quantity of materials to store away in anticipation of their value appreciation.

Lord Phoenix King and His Highness Prince Ye had defended the Canglan Continent and protected everyone upon it. Along the return journey, countless citizens lined the streets to bid them farewell, with flower petals fluttering across the sky.

Xia Mingxiu gritted his teeth. He had thought this matter was finally coming to an end, yet she had gotten involved with the Twenty-First Floor as well. There was Bai Hao, the vice president of his company, and Liang Luo, whom he could still consider a former friend. No matter what, being a member of the Liang family meant there were still some connections there.

How many times had she taken advantage of Ah Xuan's doting and pampering to do things that caused him worry?

"I'll be returning to the country soon. I'll leave the matters here in your hands, and the plan will proceed as usual." Ignoring Luo En's dramatics, Li Fengchen spoke in a cold, strictly professional tone.

Su Nuan hesitated. Barely two seconds later, she lowered her head, reached into the collar of her pajamas, and pulled out the jade Buddha that had accompanied her for over twenty years.

He looked at the sternly handsome Yi Shui and felt a slight sense of fear, yet whenever he thought about how Yi Shui was usurping his position, he felt intensely displeased.

"We still haven't figured out what is going on with this mural. Why did it suck the corpse of that demon inside, and how can you suddenly be so unconcerned?" Mo Fan asked.

The two coaches turned their heads to see Ling Xiao and the others gathering around. Both of them cast meaningful glances at Zhai Ying, then turned and walked toward a few trainees wearing red belts who had just stepped into the training ground.

On both sides of the banquet, the expressions of the guests shifted slightly. Was even the Third Elder of the Wei family going to be driven to make a move?

"This matter has nothing to do with you all; step aside," Gu Xinghun said indifferently. These were officials of the Wuyue Empire, and they all genuinely regarded Gu Xinghun as their Grand Eldest Young Master.

Jiang Mengting, Liu Piaopia, Hua Wushang, Xia Xue, Xia Yang, Xia Changge, and even Xia Youyou had all arrived.

"Take my seal forty miles south to the foot of Mount Dang, and invite Mr. Miao to see me! Next, we are going to deal with those lackeys around Yu Guozhong, as well as his family!" Sima Lie commanded.

In the end, he was blasted out of the Ninefold Immortal Prison by a single punch from Ji Mo, reappearing upon the Sea of Chaos. But by this time, he had lost his former glory; his hair was disheveled, and his entire body was pierced full of horrifying holes by Ji Mo's fist, looking utterly wretched.

Kunling City possessed a profound history traceable back to distant eras. Its walls emanated the lingering vicissitudes of time. Many travelers from outer domains who arrived in the Dry Region would invariably make a trip to Kunling City, and quite a few even managed to harvest some fortuitous encounters here.

Many members of the Azure Wolf Society clenched their fists. To them, this was nothing short of supreme humiliation.

If the Godly Fighting Temple did not have the Shadow Demon Sect backing it from the shadows, the Divine Dao Sect would likely have swallowed it up long ago.

Gu Xingchen let out a soft hunch. Seeing that Old Rat was already drawing close, he suddenly produced a can of insecticide from his pocket.

Blood was already trickling down his slashed face, but he had no time to dwell on it as another volley of arrows came hurtling through the air.

"How would I know? I'm not a doctor. You should be asking yourselves that!" Jiang Zhicheng retorted with displeasure.

While the entire audience was intoxicated by the prelude melody, Jiang Zhicheng, wearing a white shirt, stood up from among the students in the stands.

The crucial part was that Zhibao hadn't dropped the ball. This dog, which usually loved chasing butterflies and insects, had finally grown up... Zhinian Wu actually felt a sense of relief.

After blurting all of this out with his eyes closed, Lu Yichuan slowly opened them, peeking to gauge Fu Siying's expression.

A leader from Yanjing stepped onto the stage, smiling as he reached his hand into the lucky draw box and pulled out a card.

Upon seeing this, the headmaster was overjoyed. Originally, he had assumed Anna would struggle to cope, but he hadn't expected her summoned cards to be this powerful.

Among the guardian deities of Taoism, there was a specific group of heavenly spirits dedicated to guarding the mountain gates of Taoist temples, totaling four in number, one of whom was the Vermilion Bird.

"Wait, this Jigglypuff is a support-type retainer. Going into a solo fight directly is far too unfair. I think we should at least have a tense battle using two retainers," the handsome youth said with some worry after reviewing Jigglypuff's stats.

Rong Yan's lips curved into an extremely wide arc. That smile radiated a profound, frantic joy, with traces of mirth gradually spreading throughout his pitch-black eyes.

The object beneath the blade was very soft. After hacking fiercely at it dozens of times, large clumps of flying cotton fluff drifted out, and beneath the quilt, aside from two slashed pillows, there was nothing at all.

An alluring face was already distorted by pain, and dense beads of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, sliding down along her cheeks.

"Either your heart or your stomach must be full!" Hearing this phrase by chance, she felt a sudden flash of enlightenment. Yes, one part of her was empty, and therefore needed to be filled.

"Do you think I would let Zheng Xiaoyue harm me so easily?" Lu Tangtang retorted meaningfully.

Ye Chuchu was first shocked by his striking good face, and then she heard Rong Yan call out his name.

Look at the fine son she had given birth to; he never took the initiative to speak to her, and even when he looked at her, it was with a sneer, making no attempt to conceal the contempt in his eyes.

After scratching his head and racking his brain for half a day, he had no choice but to take the sketch drawn by Chu Xiangsi and seek out a master craftsman skilled in ironwork and tool-making at the Bureau of Manufacture to save the situation.

I felt the tight grip of Ming Si's arms embracing me, and for a moment I had no idea what on earth could have happened to make Ming Si lose his composure to this extent.

The series of sounds echoing from within the hall sounded to human ears like the low growls of demons, making one shudder three times over.

"Very well. My lord, please rest; we won't disturb you any further." Several servants hastily supported Chai San, who remained unconscious, and led him away.