Chapter 60

The Demon Palace was thrown into chaos once again because of Chu Bing. Ling Jun felt a fatigue he had never experienced before; his uncle had left, his younger brother had gone mad, and there were still countless matters in the Demon Realm that required his attention. Outside, the armies of the Three Realms had not withdrawn, and Nüwa Palace had yet to make its stance clear. The Demon Realm remained in a precarious state.

Yet, it was precisely because of such a simple "good" that the entire office was plunged into an extreme, bone-chilling frost.

"His Highness must be asking about the battle reports written by the Third Highness! Lord Fuzhan took all of them." Lin Xi vaguely remembered the night he dragged Fuzhan back from the edge of the cliff; Fuzhan had been searching everywhere for the battle reports, picking out a large stack of them and stuffing them into his own universe pouch.

He made a slight attempt at disguise, wearing a thick sun-protective jacket despite the sweltering heat, and pulling a duck-tongued cap low over his head to deliberately conceal his appearance.

Having the precedent of almost being "killed off" by He Mingyuan last time, He Yitong's nerves had become exceptionally sensitive.

Should they happen to overhear the profound secrets of human geniuses and have their horizons vastly broadened, it might lead them to become enchanted by inner demons and lose their lives.

Suddenly, a yellow spiritual rope wrapped around Xiao You's waist and pulled him down to the ground. Turning his head, Xiao You saw Yu Yi riding over with an icy expression on his face.

TE5's route of "helping Li Mingyue establish a system of rules" felt somewhat subtle. Li Mingyue was the state preceptor within the game of the Luyue Kingdom; how was he supposed to help Li Mingyue establish a system of rules? And what exactly did a system of rules refer to?

Various thresholds that one would normally have to face when transitioning from school into society were effortlessly leveled by the mere platform of the school itself.

Bright red lines began to fade from her body. Like one gone mad, she summoned her tentacles, piercing Feng Chang's chest once more, only to be met with wave after wave of immortal red light.

"You still ask me what's wrong? You and your Yuan brother are thick as thieves, don't you know what's on his mind? He went to the Li family to propose marriage, and you're still pretending you don't know?" Gao Ziayi's face was almost pressed against Zhou Qi's, demanding angrily and urgently.

After roughly understanding some details regarding the forging of the Black Gold Sword, he analyzed that there must have been extraordinary assistance during the forging process; otherwise, how could mortal fire alone have refined the Black Fairy Stone and successfully cast the sword?

"Uh, it's nothing. You can just pay it back the next time we complete a commission together. I don't really use money much anyway," Su Yang replied very generously.

"Foolish, ask it why it appeared here." Knowing that a fifth-rank demonic soul beast shouldn't be capable of human speech, Su Yang instructed Hutu to ask what was going on.

Those Jinyiwei guards had long since bowed to Liu Jin's tyrannical might; now that Liu Jin had issued an order, how dare they disobey?

"Oh, this is interesting. Why is there such a huge discrepancy? Which divination is actually inaccurate? Is it really because the mind wasn't focused or sincere?" Lü Yan asked, filled with curiosity.

Because he had no understanding of the combat caliber of this army dispatched by the Moon-Breaking Corps, he felt no surprise whatsoever at Yue Pingchao's obliteration of them.

Sister Bingbing drove the car while Hu Yang voluntarily yielded the front passenger seat for Zhang Jingying to sit in the back, even though typically a chauffeur drove while the leader sat in the rear.

In other matters, Ye Bingyu might have been willing to make concessions, but in matters like this, she would never compromise. Therefore, Hu Yang chose not to argue with her, deciding to eat his meal first before making any phone calls.

Li Nan's figure did not move a single fraction of an inch, standing rigidly right in front of the door frame, while in his field of vision, the blade of the axe was already upon him.

"The IV drip bottle has run out. Go replace it; I've already prepared the medicine inside, you just need to swap it right in!" Sweat beaded on Li Nan's cheeks, and one of his scalpels was already stained with blood.

Bach ascended to the city ramparts, gazing at the sea of densely packed Batu banners twenty miles away, which gleamed so dazzlingly under the blazing sun. Then, whispering something to the deputy general beside him, he abruptly turned and left the ramparts.

"Don't be impulsive. Luo Qianhan isn't someone just anyone can afford to provoke," Gu Yanxian warned. There had to be other reasons why Luo Qianhan had spared those two reckless fools.

Su Qingyu sat at a table by the window. Although her coffee cup rested near her lips, her gaze was fixed outside the window, lost in thought at whatever she was looking at.

"You'll naturally find out in a couple of days. For now, come inside with me and sweep the place clean!" Xue Yun arched a brow at Li Feiyang, speaking in a very flirtatious manner.

Zhang Dou was so terrified he didn't even dare to breathe. For some reason, he hadn't felt this constrained even in the presence of Vice Sect Master Yue, yet facing the Sect Master himself, he was gripped by a constant sense of trepidation! Could it simply be because Vice Sect Master Yue was the vice, while the Sect Master was supreme?

The heavy iron door behind Li Nan continued to emit muffled thuds, while the zombies outside, seemingly unable to resist the temptation of savory prey just out of reach, pounded frenetically against the radiology department's massive iron door like crazed beasts.

Niu Gensheng thought of Long Chunfeng far away, of that lush expanse of green pasture, and of dreaming deep within the water weeds for that poetic, moonlit fairy grotto! On such a lonely, tide-swept night, it softened the starlight across the sky, turning the lonely beauty of Van Gogh's starry night into a poignant solitude?

"No, don't come over." Tang Chuifeng was consumed by absolute terror and dread toward Gu Yu. By now, he had long forgotten how to command the others to fight—let alone him, for the only person remaining clear-headed in the arena was Ye; all the rest had been utterly overwhelmed by Gu Yu's formidable strength.

To talk about catching a cold when I am actually a cultivator; even if I were caught in a downpour, my clothes wouldn't even get wet.

Then, Lin Shenshi observed the tightly drawn expression on her face involuntarily relax, even her tightly clenched hands loosening their grip.

As for Wei Ge's condition, it was even more miserable. In the battle just now, Sun Zeng had slashed several wounds into his body with the Longquan Sword, each wound ten centimeters long, from which dark blood oozed out, caked against the clothes on his body—a truly horrifying sight.

From this perspective, you are your brain. Brain theory posits that wherever your brain goes, you go, even if it is transplanted into someone else's body.

The dozen or so masked men, moving in pairs outside, had already closed in around Zhou You. Judging by their tense, stealthy movements, Zhou You knew they were actually terrified of being silently dispatched by him out of nowhere.

Kong Mingzhu, standing nearby, hurriedly waved her hands and said, "It's fine, I'm okay, you don't need to apologize to me," her face plastered with panic.