Chapter 26

Qin Lang thrust his hands into his pockets, hopped onto the bar stool, crossed his legs, and looked at Gou Marong with an air of indifference.

Ji Tian nodded; he had already learned this from the Heaven-Swallowing Toad. As the former imperial preceptor of the Qieluo Kingdom, the toad had often aided in the kingdom’s conquests, devouring countless human soldiers on the battlefield, which was how it had become so cunning.

Qin Lang finally let out a sigh of relief. If it was just a stomach ache, that was manageable; he could still find a way to deal with that.

On the other side, Zhuge Shangming began to grow cautious. The rumors were true: the boy indeed possessed dragon energy, and even the two strange birds he had summoned seemed to radiate a powerful draconic pressure.

However, the competition required a minimum of four participants, all under the age of thirty. This immense restriction left the Mo Sect completely stumped in such a short time.

"So, it wasn't just because of what you taught me this time?" The other party blinked, a look of disbelief crossing their features.

Yong City, the place of hope—but was it truly the sanctuary the rumors claimed, a pure land free from the threat of insects and the Corpse Clan?

Zhuge Shangming felt a sharp pang of pain and struggled incessantly. Although his cultivation was a major stage higher—several, perhaps even ten times stronger than his opponent’s—he was currently pinned by his vitals and tightly constricted. Furthermore, his elemental attributes were being suppressed by his adversary, leaving him feeling utterly helpless despite his strength.

As Ye Fan spoke, he walked toward the other man, radiating an aura so terrifying it evoked thoughts of death.

Li Jian fell silent, his expression returning to calm, yet the warmth in his heart lingered, refusing to fade. It flowed wantonly through his body, nourishing his flesh and soothing his soul.

Hmph, it must be so. This big lecher, this philanderer—with this girl and Sister Fei’er accompanying you, is that still not enough?

The extraterrestrial demons are a diverse race. Many eons ago, they did not belong to a single lineage, but shared a common origin. Thus, they were all incorporated into the ranks of the Ancient Celestial Gods before eventually rebelling and splitting off alongside the "Jiang."

The five-second blackout caused significant damage, but it was primarily confined to sectors inaccessible to the general public. For an ordinary household, it was merely a five-second power outage with little impact, serving as nothing more than a topic of idle conversation over tea.

Swatting away the plate where Wu Miao had been firmly pressing his bet on Deng Yueru, Zhang Wu grinned and stuffed his silver into the pot.

The head of the Golden Antelope Chamber of Commerce said with a heavy tone, "The Chaos Immortal Realm has always been arrogant, but this time they are being exceptionally cautious. To hunt down Qin Ming, they not only personally traveled to the Chaotic Snow Plains to invite the Supreme Sovereign of Extreme Cold but are also rumored to have sacrificed a Frost Dragon."

Whether it was wind, rain, force, or hot weaponry, Qin Yuyao’s tail blocked them one by one.

"Hahaha, it seems Manager Shui knows a thing or two as well?" Lin Yi asked as he looked at Shui Ling’er.

The dragon sensed an energy surging toward its heart and immediately sought to counterattack, but the demon blade descended, crashing into its body exactly where the previous wound had been carved.

The other thugs froze in place, staring at Ye Qing in terror, unable to move, as if looking at the Grim Reaper himself.

After finishing his conversation with the doctor, Fu Jingsi immediately called Bai Huanzhi to discuss a countermeasure.

"Ranran, say no more." Ji Rourou interrupted Lin Ran; she did not want Lin Ran to explain the reason for this to Rong Nancheng.

Hua Jicheng and Nan Liangzeng were deep in discussion. Tong Shan stood nearby, his face alternating between shades of green and white. He wanted to walk away, but couldn't, yet remaining there felt incredibly awkward.

Qian An nodded. He was merely a figurehead in the company, receiving 4,000 in income each month. The capital for the company had originally been Shui Shui’s, so it was naturally under her name. In truth, there were no properties or significant assets under Qian An’s name.

"Huff, you idiot." Qian Shui Shui didn't know what else to say, so she could only mutter a gentle reprimand.

After being laid on the bed by Ye Chen, Bai Huanzhi felt a wave of darkness wash over her. By the time she regained her senses, the man was already pressing down upon her.

"It’s Shui Shui. I’m free to talk now." Huffing, Nurse Chang sounded exhausted, but she only smiled; she didn't want Qian Shui Shui to know the truth.

"Could it be the birthday banquet co-hosted by the Hu and Li families?" She suddenly recalled what her father had said and blurted it out.

I scrambled up from the ground, unsteady. Fang Haoyu was in much the same state, following close behind me. We both rushed toward where Huzi was.

Tang Mei hadn't finished speaking when she heard Qing Lin’s voice. Her gaze flickered, and she immediately turned to look toward Qing Lin’s private box.

Over ninety percent of students use legitimate platforms. Those platforms provide limited loan amounts with low interest; if you borrow five or six hundred this month and pay it back the next, it has no impact on your life at all.

The corpse’s feet were painted with red nail polish. Although the hair on its scalp had been shaved off, it was piled in a compartment to the side—it was yellow. Additionally, the back of its skull had been sawed open, and I could faintly see that the brain had been hollowed out.

Fortunately, a biological tracker had been used on Hideo Hojo, implanted directly into his body; otherwise, he might have been discovered long ago.