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Cang Ming remained noncommittal. With his head and face heavily bandaged, it was indeed inconvenient for him to show his face. Moreover, he trusted that Nan Xueyu’s golden needle acupuncture technique was more than enough to deal with Murong Yao, so there was no need to worry on her behalf.

"Lord Liu is too modest. I shall not disturb you any further, Lord Liu. Please, excuse me." Nan Xueyu nodded and bowed. Although she was a junior compared to Liu Sheng, in terms of rank, she was a princess and he was a subject, so her actions were entirely appropriate; there was no need for her to be overly humble.

Ziteng Juesha glared at Jing Ge with eyes burning crimson. "I will kill you, and before I die, I will wash away this shame." With a leap, he appeared behind Jing Ge.

Princess Jing'an felt a jolt of alarm. Listening to Princess Yanning, it seemed she had long anticipated Jing Feng’s arrival. Could it be true, as the people of Great Yan whispered, that she was truly an immortal? Otherwise, how could she have foreseen it? Then again, why would she help her? Was she not afraid of the Empress Dowager’s wrath?

With the aid of the Borrowed Phase combat technique, Lin Chen felt almost no pain, save for the beads of sweat rolling off him one by one, their rhythmic patter against the ground clearly audible.

At these words, Dongfang Zhi frowned slightly, struggling to recall the people she had encountered yesterday. She nodded; Lan Xuan possessed such an extraordinary aura that he would surely stand out even among the princes. Dongfang Zhi naturally remembered him, but she did not know why Lan Ling’er was suddenly asking about this.

Perhaps noticing her gaze, Professor Tang looked directly at her and, upon seeing her, offered a smile.

"By the way, Master, your resurrection can finally be put on the agenda," Lin Chen said, his mood calming as he spoke as if presenting a treasure.

The Prince of Wing’s estate was located in the most prosperous part of the capital, built with grandeur and luxury. Two massive stone lions stood at the entrance, claws bared and fangs exposed, striking fear into all who looked upon them. On either side of the vermilion gate stood two guards, eyes fixed straight ahead, holding long spears with a majestic air.

"Enough talk! If you want to fight, then fight!" Lin Chen’s voice rose sharply by two octaves. The mechanical dragon struck instantly, its bloody maw wide as it inhaled sharply.

Wang Ming laughed with a smug expression, which, paired with his face so swollen it was unrecognizable, looked utterly ridiculous.

The strength Kuroki Gensai displayed in the tournament was clearly superior to his original performance. Influenced by the world, he had achieved even greater heights, to the point that he did not even sustain an injury in his battle against Wakatsuki Takeshi.

***

Locust plagues were frequent in Jianghan, and the lands around the He and Luo rivers were left in ruins; the world suffered from great famine. The wealthy had no three-year reserve of grain, and the poor had not a single meal to eat. The people of the Central Plains fled south, and everywhere they passed, nine out of ten houses stood vacant, with corpses lining the roads.

"I am the one who can change your destiny, young man. Welcome to the Divine Dragon Altar!" the old man laughed.

Yangzhou City during the Sui Dynasty was still quite prosperous. As the sun rose, the common people took to the streets, beginning their day’s struggle for a living.

These few treasures could be considered first-tier spiritual items. The snake skin could be used to tan three sheets of first-tier low-grade talisman paper, with a value of about ten shards of spirit stones.

Slowly, she let out a sob, burying her head in her knees. Suddenly, she felt very unlucky and deeply wronged.

Xie Xiaotang’s eyes widened as well. Those in their line of work knew at a glance that the box was no simple item.

The results were gratifying. After the Armament Haki surpassed level 5, there was a clear improvement in strength. This time, having reinforced it to level 9, the change was even more pronounced.

Of course, that was all for after he became an official police officer; a reserve deputy sheriff did not need to consider so much for now.

"Fine." The captain had already lost face today, so he might as well lose it all at once. At the same time, he cursed Chen Fei inwardly; if not for the sake of an old friend, he would never have wanted to get involved in this muddy water.

Ye Jia looked at her with equal confusion, wondering if Su Ke had truly not been reprimanded, or if she was just putting on a brave face for the sake of pride. However, judging by her many bloody and tearful lessons, Su Ke was definitely pretending to be fine.

Thus, as soon as Su Ke made her move, she held nothing back. Holding her long spear, she charged straight toward the three of them. Xue Sangui was overjoyed; he had been afraid she would resort to passive defense to waste time, never expecting her to so proactively rush to her own death.

Originally, there were not many gods in the Divine Realm, and the number of divinities was limited. In the past, divinities were not obtained by seizing and merging them in the so-called War of the Demigods as they were now.

***

A building like this was not particularly tall, but if one considered that it was constructed directly upon the sea, it was undoubtedly a great project that subverted conventional thinking.

Although he loathed his own Drow elven bloodline, Nack still did not wish to see such a scenario, for once the Drow began a civil war, all the vassal races would have to shed a vast amount of blood.

The classroom was filled with a buzzing sound. Someone immediately expressed their displeasure, assuming that Su Ke was there to add an extra class for them. For a moment, many began whispering to one another, wondering what exactly Su Ke intended to do.

Ye Lan and Auntie Gui had been waiting outside in a state of anxious distress, yet they dared not urge her, fearing it would only add to her pressure. Everyone knew how much she dwelled on the matter of having a child.

"Hehe, I know! 'Super Koala,' right?" Who knew he would pull me even closer, adding a nasty new nickname. Ugh, what was it again! Give me a noodle, let me go hang myself. Might as well strangle myself.

"Your Highness, since my body is feeling better, perhaps you could let Lord Li take his leave first!" Xu Xian’er glanced at Li Yiru, who was standing to the side, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

With that, she shook off his right hand, which had reached out again, lifted her chin with a touch of haughty pride, and offered a complex, tight-lipped smile—one sufficient to stir that possessive instinct unique to men in his heart.

Standing in the washroom, she took a deep breath and said: Perhaps, this is fate; this is the arrangement of destiny. I truly believe it.