Volume 1, Chapter 59: Rebellion

What does it mean to defy the heavens? It is to act against the laws of nature. The Supreme Saint advocated for non-action and practiced the wondrous Dao of nature. Yet his divine powers were equally defying of the heavens, acting against the laws of nature.

Behind slightly higher-tier leagues in the Federation, the shadow of betting companies is always present. The highest-tier Super Star Wars League is somewhat better; being watched by the masses, they dare not act recklessly. However, the lower-tier Division A and Division B leagues have repeatedly been exposed in history for shady dealings, secretly manipulated by betting companies to fix matches.

As for the others, apart from I-Am-Fat-Therefore-I-Am and Lan San, they had all uniformly advanced by one level.

During meditation, Xin Ji always had an intense sensation, as if he might perceive the vacuum energy at any second. Even if he were to break through in the very next second, he would not find it surprising.

Amidst the dense forest, a pure white rabbit stood before a ferocious, brightly-patterned tiger, leisurely clapping its hands while the tiger lay on the ground, on the verge of death.

A section of the snake's tail was severed, and a large portion of the scales on its body lay scattered haphazardly all around.

Afterward, Wen Xiang fell into a deep sleep. Holding Wen Xiang's fragrant, delicate body in his arms, Zhuang Bi could not fall asleep for a long time. When it reached around three-thirty in the middle of the night, he left a note on Wen Xiang's bedside table, dressed himself, and quietly slipped away from her residence.

It was a large family, so there was no need for excessive formalities during meals. Everyone exchanged a casual greeting and prepared to dig in.

The soldier on the lookout mast signaled with flags, and Kojiro Goshiro did not need anyone to report to him to know what was happening behind them.

Wang Youcai was constantly on guard against Wang Fu. No matter how much he hated the old man at home, he never guarded against him the way he guarded Wang Fu. The reason was simple: if he relaxed his vigilance toward this steward even slightly, he would end up being sold and still cheerfully helping him count the money.

Cheng Ling walked beside her, almost taking the place of Zhang Ruixin's role as the protector of the flower. He smiled bitterly inwardly, feeling that he would likely have to protect this flower all the way to the end.

After today's events, Cai Xukun now believed in me implicitly. Hearing me speak thus, his complexion instantly turned a livid green, and one could well imagine how furious he was.

Speaking of which, Murong Chen actually had a very thorough grasp of Zheng Zha's intelligence. Not only the Zheng Zha from the original work, but even the current Zheng Zha—precisely what items he had exchanged—Murong Chen knew almost entirely by heart.

"Damned bald donkey, this old man is having a fine battle, what business do you have sticking your nose in?" the Sword Saint asked with extreme displeasure.

This was also an unavoidable predicament. With no absolute safety, one could only seek out the appropriate timing oneself; otherwise, one could not simply give up on comprehension altogether, or else one would fall behind the others.

"This general is willing to go!" Out stepped a mighty general from behind Yuan Shao. The gleaming saber in his hand could be seen visibly trembling—clearly not out of fear, but out of rage.

Zuo Qingyan also made her move, wearing a pair of black leather gloves embedded all over with barbed hooks. She struck a dark night cat-demon with a punch, slicing the creature into shreds of flesh with the hooks on her gloves.

"The contemporary emperor of the Zhu family?" Ignoring Emperor Shosho, Murong Chen instead asked the question, already knowing the answer, directed at the only person among the prisoners who ought to be the emperor.

"I know this atmosphere isn't right for butting in, but... is it really okay for us to stay here?" The moment Chen Han spoke, the scene should have zoomed out.

Returning to the company, A, B, C, and D tacitly chose to pretend they did not see Hao Xin, all keeping their heads down and working. Yet this very behavior triggered Hao Xin. Her expression turned somewhat desolate; she thought to herself that she truly should not have appeared again. They did not know how to face her, nor did she know how to face them.

Her internal organs were severely battered in an instant, and Sihong's offensive arrived concurrently. Unable to raise a defense, the leading figure gritted his teeth as Sihong bore down upon him, tossing out a medicinal pill.

It was far from stable, with various designations like the Five Great, Six Great, or Seven Great floating around, and the factions differed somewhat as well.

On FNC's side, Gnar remained in the upper map while the others began moving toward their own lower jungle, following their original plan to have the duo help the Lee Sin take the Raptors first.

Anyone who has never been a parent cannot comprehend that state of mind—feeling that children are never safe anywhere, and only feeling at ease when they are right under one's own nose.

Heard that Hu Tian's company recently wanted to take on a major production for him, so Hu Tian spent most of his time trying on costumes on the set. Consequently, the time he had available for shooting commercials was squeezed out in fragments. Whether for Hu Tian or Zhou Xiao's company, these moments were extremely precious.

Bodhi smiled faintly, conjured a white lotus in his hand, and tossed it away. The white lotus drifted outside the Three Stars Cave and erupted with ten thousand rays of golden light, dazzling the two Arhats on the cloud bank so much that they clutched their eyes, crying out in pain while their ears rang incessantly.

Other immortals seeking official positions in the Heavenly Court would always pick high-ranking posts, but he showed no ambition whatsoever, politely declining the Jade Emperor's good intentions and settling for a dispensable post as the Bimawen (Protector of Horses).

Internship interviews? Xingdu Film Art Academy was considered one of the top universities in the country, and students with outstanding grades could even go on to develop at top domestic enterprises like Penguin and Curry.

"If you are willing to surrender, I wouldn't mind having these blades hold off." Lu Su's calm words drifted into Sihong's ears. Holding victory firmly in his grasp, he naturally had the qualification to utter such a statement.

After waiting for an hour, Li Jiancheng still had not shown up. This was inevitably a deliberate attempt to give Yan Wen a harsh blow to his prestige.

"Are you worried he's digging a trap for us, intending to swallow our company whole the moment we lose our freedom to operate?" Zheng Nana felt as though Xu Ling were the roundworm inside her stomach; before she had even said anything, he already knew everything.

She gazed at the paintings on the wall with utmost earnestness, not letting a single one pass without appreciating the painstaking effort and meticulous care Lu Jieran had poured into them.

As the deaf-mute monk uttered the eight characters, "If hell is not emptied, I vow not to become a Buddha," the entire Netherworld trembled. Blood-rain fluttered across the sky, the ground split open, and churning magma surged forth.

Repairing the defense shield and pan-space weapons was undoubtedly good news for Lu Yu. However, Lu Yu and the others, including Xingmeng, were unaware that the current mission was merely an adaptive trial within the Angry Sea Lonely Vessel mission, and the true danger had not yet truly emerged.

"Don't bicker when you have nothing to do, and even if you do argue, don't run away from home. With your terrible English and poor sense of direction, it would be troublesome if you couldn't find your way back!" Xu Ling could not help but urge her, as this was, after all, his biggest worry at the moment.