Chapter 143: Choose Based on Who You Dine With?

The new delivery driver couldn't tell which entrance was which and delivered the food to the fire exit by the side door. When Lin Huanying went downstairs after receiving the phone call, she saw Yang Chun shouting at someone, mentioning Jiang Ning's name and phone number.

The side door was secluded and open, and footsteps echoed in the space. By the time she walked over, the person arguing with Yang Chun had already left, so she had no idea who it was.

While Lin Huanying was in the dark, Jiang Ning knew very well.

It was most likely Meng Qingyue.

Given Yang Chun's personality, if she didn't vent her anger, she would probably burst from frustration.

Jiang Ning feigned surprise, "You must have misheard. I'm not close with Yang Chun at all; I only know that such a person exists."

Speaking of which, they really weren't close. If it hadn't been for Yang Chun cornering her in the restroom...

His attitude was extremely resolute. Just as Madam Meng was pondering her response, a deep voice rang out from not far behind Qin Zhao.

Knowing that he couldn't hold his breath for long, He Zhengxi decisively pushed the stone debris aside and revealed the complete totem. Sure enough, it was identical to the totem on their backs—the exclusive totem belonging to the Wu Clan.

Qin Feng strolled leisurely through Smoke Dragon City. A full morning passed, and he had already explored almost all of the city's main streets.

The reason he looked only to be in his early twenties was either that he had already achieved the Inedia stage at this age, or he had altered his appearance when his cultivation reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Even Haohai was no match for him, which showed just how incredibly powerful he was. Besides, the mentor had said they could bring a teammate; it would be foolish not to take advantage of that.

Of course, the moment before dawn on the very next day after Yun Shu'an let Yue Caiwei leave, he regretted it—a true slap in the face to his own pride.

She was merely a clan sister. Among the numerous collateral branches of the same clan, who really knew whether someone belonged to the direct lineage or a distant branch? At most, she was just a half-sister by a different mother.

Lan Yu was startled by Lu Shaofeng's sudden reprimand, only then realizing her mind had wandered. This was one of the rare moments of lost composure he had shown since joining the military, and she had no idea what was happening to her.

Almost the moment the formation activated, a cold shout suddenly resounded throughout the entire Beimang Sword Sect. Even Bai Yujing and Chen Chun on the stage of life and death paused involuntarily, not rushing to strike, but instead looking toward the direction from which the voice came.

Thinking Siyu had returned to the Holy Spirit realm, Xingyue returned only to discover that Siyu had never come back at all.

"Sister-in-law, stop bustling about. Come have a couple of drinks with us." Although the two grown men had already consumed quite a bit, uttering such casual pleasantries was second nature to them.

To put it bluntly, for most cultivators hosting the Banquet of the Chosen, this was merely an opportunity to find a whetstone for themselves, allowing them to step into the Imperial Realm more smoothly.

The day she truly understood was when she cleaved Taishang Laojun's Eight Trigrams Furnace with a single sword, and the tears rolling down her cheeks flowed straight into her heart.

Dai Min was captured right in front of Chen Cen, and later, when Chen Cen was helping the others enter the city, the entire group was ambushed and blocked. Naturally, this led to Chen Cen being suspected and even ostracized by his companions.

Before nightfall, the army had already caught up with the retreating Wumeng Tribe. At Qin Feng's command, the Tang forces split into two directions and slaughtered their way toward the vulnerable dependents of the Wumeng Tribe.

The warriors of the Tianya Ancient Kingdom shouted in unison, their fighting spirit soaring straight up to the nine heavens, scattering the clouds in the sky, full of high morale and vigor.

However, the next moment, everyone was frightened out of their wits, almost dropping directly to their knees with looks of sheer horror on their faces.

After uttering the word "good" three consecutive times, the Demon King turned as cold as ten-thousand-year-old unmelting ice, his murderous intent deep enough to overturn the heavens and the earth.

Jian Chen had originally wanted to choose this path as well, but for the Luo family, for his master, and for the Sword Mound, he could not fail. Even if he were to fall, he could only do so after severing the head of his very last enemy.

"He committed murder and came to our Divine Dan Sect seeking asylum. Such a person does not deserve to enter the Divine Dan Sect!" Grandmaster Yongdao Dan wore an indignant expression.

The ancients of Huachua believed that the character *yu* (宇) represented the four directions and up and down—meaning space—while the character *zhou* (宙) represented all of history from the past to the present—meaning time.

The inner courtyard of the Tian residence was much more desolate than before. After the news of the failed tribute selection arrived, almost all the servants had left. The few who remained had signed strict blood pacts of servitude with the Tian family, but even they were now clamoring to terminate their contracts.

"Tell me your original plan, and perhaps we can think of a way to improve it." This had nothing to do with keeping secrets; Jiao Ming genuinely knew nothing about intelligence operations beyond what was depicted in movies and TV shows.

"This... truly is divine assistance!" After reading the spiritual transmission note, he forced back a surge of great joy, then hurried out of the fort and dashed toward the Tian residence.

Otherwise, if he truly were a man of King Ming, he would never behave in the manner he had shown.

Facing such an overwhelming Pain, Orochimaru's delicate face was frozen with frost. Even though he had long known he would have to face Pain, he hadn't expected the other party to be so dismissive and condescending!

Yukihira Soma's father was named Yukihira Joichiro, a former student of Totsuki Academy who, along with Dojima Gin, ushered in the golden age of Polar Star Dormitory.

Amidst the other party's terrified gaze, the fighting dog Dogman showed no mercy whatsoever, exerting a fierce burst of strength in his hands.

After dealing with these matters, Director Dong took the initiative to offer a tour of the zoo for Shen Yibin. Since he had made the trip, Shen Yibin indeed wanted to look around—perhaps he could even help Haer make a few friends—so he readily agreed.

"Mr. Shen, Coach Ouyang and the others have already set out. They are expected to arrive here by noon and the matches can take place in the afternoon." Master Jin hung up the phone, found Shen Yibin, and shared the news with him.

Dan Wulan paid no heed to the reactions of the crowd, slowly floating down beside Luo Bei. As she gazed at Luo Bei, who was still immersed in the Heavenly Dao sword qi, a hint of complexity flickered in her eyes.

This fellow had clearly known for a long time the identity of the great fiend suppressed beneath the Five Saints Demon-Suppressing Pillar, yet it had previously acted as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Its acting skills had reached the pinnacle of perfection, flawless and masterclass, successfully fooling everyone.

With Jaina's pacification and persuasion, although Daelin was furious, he did not take any further extreme actions.

Arthas's words sent a chill down Onyxia's spine. She had never truly faced the terrifying existence that had driven her father mad, and as she recalled the many dreams she had experienced during the long slumber of dragons, she found herself foreseeing the dreadful nightmare more than once.