Volume 1 Chapter 37: A Shameless Scoundrel-Recebo a morte concedida no início, eu aniquilo facilmente a dinastia imperial da imperatriz!(Com Yang Wuzheng)

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and Xizhou had undergone a sea change. Lu Yunduan was quietly enjoying the peace and stability this brought him. Throughout his time in Xizhou over these past two weeks, he had never felt so relaxed. Feeling a bit bored within the estate, he went out for a stroll on the streets alone.

The competition is simply too fierce! Even if the profession of an entertainer is highly sought after, one must constantly appear on variety shows to maintain screen presence. It is extremely rare to find a group like Big Bang that maintains such high visibility despite rarely appearing on variety shows.

"Purple Malice Mist! Damnable, who could be so vicious!" The Alchemy Saint of Hundred Herbs, responsible for inspecting the Purple Star Blood Spring, was furious. He slammed his hand onto the table, cursing loudly, and nearly lost his composure.

Nie Tianxing stared at the Shadowless God for a moment, then began to mobilize the dragon power within his body. The space hummed and vibrated violently, and a brilliant golden light erupted from his entire body, accompanied by an overbearing and tyrannical force that permeated the air.

Subsequently, a spell appeared in Xina’s mind. Following the instructions, she recited it without hesitation.

Queen desperately wanted to throw everything she could get her hands on at his face. What did he mean by "not seeing everything that should have been seen"? What else did this detestable man want to see?

When Wang Fei and Li Yun returned, they did not take Novick’s private jet, but rather Mike’s. Wang Yun personally drove to the airport to pick them up and gave the film crew a day off.

In front of Xu Chenjun, Kim Seol-hyun’s acting skills were simply full of holes, resulting in take after take of failed scenes. Even when she stopped making mistakes, the other girls continued to falter, leaving Xu Chenjun utterly speechless. Although he had anticipated from the start that training newcomers wouldn't be easy, the level of difficulty was somewhat unexpected.

With a "slap," Akasha found herself struck on the chest by Xina’s palm. This gesture instantly made her blush, and she was left at a loss as to why it happened.

"Impatience is detrimental to cultivation," Nie Tianxing said with a smile, finding the man rather interesting.

Having arrived at the second-floor cafeteria, the producer finally explained the difference between the first and second place at a large table.

However, at this moment, with the situation unclear, she dared not act rashly, let alone approach Zhao Qing to demand the person back.

Empress Xia finally stopped her tears, took Lady Xia’s arm, and walked over to sit on the daybed in the side chamber.

I wanted to cry but had no tears—truly, no tears left to cry. One should enjoy life to the fullest while they are on top; I haven’t even had my fill of joy, so how did I stumble and fall?

He also believed that this male commoner, who appeared at most to be a high school student, deserved to be taught a lesson.

Chu Heng tacitly agreed that he was right, for in this world, merely surviving was the greatest luxury; dignity and all other things were built upon the premise of staying alive.

Wei Limo’s dark, profound eyes gazed directly into her rippling, watery pupils, trying to discern from her expression how she could be so heartless.

But this time, there were no two words; without a second thought, he immediately attacked. Nie Xing clenched his fists, his inner energy surging as it vaguely transformed into the phantom of a giant elephant, stomping toward Wang Wu.

"Young Master Lu! You..." Xiulan finally reacted, wanting to ask why Lu Fan would joke like that. Suddenly, a numbness spread from her waist, and a surge of scorching internal energy drilled into her body, sealing her acupoints; she instantly lost control of her body.

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted once again. High above in the firmament, rays of light as crimson as blood spread out, seemingly covering half the horizon.

Lu Wusheng’s consciousness was drawn into the image, and he arrived at the Qingming Sect. At this moment, the Qingming Sect was besieged by the Southern Immortal Kingdom, and the entire sect’s disciples had been slaughtered.