Volume 1, Chapter 26: Is That All? Consider It Handled.

I have already stated the rules with absolute clarity: this is the meeting room, and the shimmering portal within the room behind you is the passage leading to your respective castles.

Why is it that when the situation shifts to their home, her precious son is the one kissing his father? And this situation is far from being merely trivial.

"Junior Brother Xiao, is there any possibility of withdrawing from the competition?" Lei Wu suddenly approached the edge of the arena and asked Xiao Tao in a low voice.

"Ha." Even with Hua Feng’s profound depth of character, he could not hide his emotions at this moment. He let out a dry laugh and awkwardly withdrew his hand, a shadow of gloom flickering across his face as he found himself momentarily at a loss for words.

Staring at the five characters "Call Ended" on the phone screen and listening to the rhythmic, monotonous beeping on the other end, Mother Gu felt like crying without tears.

In that era, while there was no definitive consensus on who was the greatest master of the martial world, there was no doubt that the person with the most resounding fame and the greatest admiration among martial artists was none other than Master Shangyuan.

A soft voice, tinged with a hint of curiosity, echoed through the spacious office, perfectly cutting off the words Qin Zifeng had been about to speak.

General Bu sensed that something was wrong. At that very moment, a flying dagger soared in from outside, piercing through the paper of the window and striking directly at the man crouching on the rafters. Caught off guard, the man was hit in the left shoulder by the blade; momentarily distracted, he slipped from the rafters, only to be met by three waiting long blades.

Gu Xiran felt a sense of bewilderment clouding her mind, yet she heard Sheng Ruosi’s words clearly and immediately shook her head.

No authority wishes to have uncontrollable forces under its jurisdiction; thus, in addition to overseeing rituals, formulating calendars, and observing celestial phenomena, the Imperial Observatory is also tasked with supervising all mystical sects across the realm.

Mo Ran rubbed her nose and looked up at the sun. She had already sneezed several times; just how many people were thinking of her? Would it ever end?

Deafening roars erupted once more in the arena, as sword lights, sword shadows, colossal golden blades, fiery sword qi, and trails of flame manifested in a continuous display of power.

Fortunately, Brother Grape was a Diamond Guardian, granting him special privileges in Li Changlin’s livestream room. If he topped up through the channel within the room, he could deposit as much as one million in a single transaction.

Have faith in the military? What a joke. I simply know that "Mission Eleven" and "Mission Thirteen" are still active; if there were truly such great danger, the system would certainly have assigned me a mission to escape via spaceship.

Even at grand banquets, each high-ranking deity would only receive a tiny morsel—gone before they could even taste it.

"A cunning plot? Zhang Da has only heard of a beauty trap; I’ve truly never heard of a gourmet trap!" Zhang Da replied with a laugh.

In truth, many could not fathom it. Provoking the Holy Court? Aside from those fools in the Demon Sect, who the hell else would be stupid enough to challenge them?

I hurriedly called out to Jia Zitui to take a look, then shone my light toward the right; it was a solid cave wall. Reflecting on it now, this isn't some mine shaft as we previously thought; it must be a grave robber's tunnel. The diameter of this passage is over seven or eight meters, which is why we didn't notice this L-shaped tunnel earlier.

Instead, regarding Emily—the princess of the Princely Mansion who he had encountered from the very beginning, and who, despite bringing him some trouble, had always "looked after" him—he couldn't help but feel that if it weren't for him, she might not have ended up in such a miserable state.

"Zhang Yi, you cannot do this to me, you cannot do this to me!" Luo Bin struggled frantically, his face full of desperate pleading, appearing utterly pitiful.