Volume 1 Chapter 38 Redeeming Oneself Through Meritorious Service

Do Instituto de Avaliação Espiritual à Ascensão Divina Vento longo, jornada celestial. 1882 words 2026-08-04 04:00:35

"There are too many things in this world that defy reason; why must you insist on questioning the cause?" Zhuang Lan replied.

"Yes, the Moon Maiden of the Cloud-Moon Pair is Guan Yue, and the Cloud Maiden... is Yu'er's mother!" Han Xian explained once more.

The four of them stared with icy intensity, their eyes fixed on the crystal particles in Fang Sheng's hand, as if ready to snatch them away at any moment.

Sakurako was merely a courtesan, and under the erosion of powerful soul energy, she had long since fallen into a stupor. Once a courtesan loses her powers of enchantment, her advantages vanish. Because their physiques and soul consciousnesses are fragile, courtesans rarely engage others in direct combat.

And so, with destiny pronounced in advance, while there were those who felt their worlds collapse and could not accept reality, it caused the majority to awaken from their dreams. They shifted their primary focus away from the hopeless pursuit of immortality and began to notice and appreciate the scenery they had long ignored.

Night had fallen, yet the headquarters remained brightly lit, with crowds of onlookers squeezed against the windows of the collective teleportation room.

The void hummed. A voice emerged, like a giant boulder cast into a calm sea, sending ripples spreading through the emptiness.

"Must we still go in? The entire Cloud Forest is made of it, and it has always hidden beneath the clouds; I fear it is everywhere at all times." Huang Quan was filled with anxiety. A mist demon that had survived for a thousand years lay ahead, and he could not even begin to imagine it.

The meteorite exploded in an instant, its countless fragments transforming into hundreds of streams of fire and rain. They rubbed and burned violently in the atmosphere, while dense arcs of electricity wove an endless, inescapable net of heaven and earth around them.

Yang Keyi said no more. She knew that this matter had infuriated Yang Huiqing; otherwise, she would not have set aside her business to return specifically to handle it.

Huang Weikun's tactful mediation proved very effective. The group left the conference room to observe the arranged inspection site. When entering the elevator, Qiao Huiliang stood on ceremony for no one, stepping in first to lead the way. However, once inside, he held the door open, signaling that he had not gone first to assert his dominance.

"Move!" Without further explanation, Li Lin turned, waved his hand, and took the lead, even resorting to the mana-consuming spell of flight.

"It is a pity that this old man lacks such worldly goods. If I had any, they would have been left behind in my cave—er, back home. Truly a shame," the old man with the white beard continued to mutter to himself.

Upon hearing this, Qi Nan knew things were going poorly. In front of all the guests, if the mistress did not provide a lesson now, the charge of failing to discipline her son would be set in stone.

The perception of "DOL" in the eyes of the public and its low social status could not be easily reversed by his meager efforts. As for a top-tier national player like Son Heung-min, how much sincerity could there really be in his interest? He harbored deep doubts.

"Hey, Xiao Yi, what are you thinking about? Can we set off now?" Mo Qiaoqiao asked, snatching a moment of leisure to tap Xiao Yi.

But Duanmu Ling had already said so much. If he didn't go, it wouldn't be appropriate. Thus, seeing no other way, Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, pulled out his manhood, aimed it at the spout of the pot, and let it flow.

Subconsciously, they felt it was better to be drunk, as it made it easier to let go and do things together. So, they drank freely and with great abandon.

When the four-winged angel saw the Xuanyuan Sword in Chu Rui's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly. It was his first expressive movement; it seemed the Xuanyuan Sword held quite a significant deterrent effect over him.

Having lost nearly 7,000 HP from a heavy tail strike by the Bone Dragon Venerable, Chu Rui did not hesitate to pop a physical strength pill to recover 5,000 HP, then gulped down a bottle of Body-Spirit Dew, which restored 1,000 HP per second.

Shen Mubai had no idea that the jade pendant she had carelessly dropped the first time was the spark, and the words she deliberately spoke about Wenren Li's standards for a partner were what ignited the extreme possessiveness deep within him.

The air was filled with coldness, as if the entire world were hostile toward her; she longed to leave this godforsaken place immediately.

The Shuiye clan member chimed in from the side, holding half a bag of tofu in her hand, clearly having come over to trade for tofu as well.

Logically, seizing the "battlefield" with the swiftest force and reducing unnecessary casualties should have been a cause for relief, but looking at Yaheng’s expression, it was anything but.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the massive pillar of light before them suddenly flared with intense brightness. Dazzling rays of light burst forth powerfully from the column, spreading out to fill the entire space.

Deep in the night, the imperial palace was shrouded in a desolate and mysterious atmosphere. A cold breeze blew in from the palace gates, adding a sense of tranquility and loneliness.

He remembered that he had first met Qian Ye in the imperial palace. At that time, he had just returned to the capital to receive his rewards, and he had saved her simply because, by relation, she was his cousin.

Rong Xi’s enchanting face remained elegant and indifferent. The incantations never ceased, and the sounds of a large number of wild beasts approaching rose one after another.

Although he had memories of Xi Zhan in his mind, they were only those of an ordinary classmate, not even a friend.

On the bus, when the two sat together, the other’s movements seemed even more unrestrained. Once, Shen Mubai was kissed by him, and it happened to be seen by the driver. When they got off, the ambiguous look the driver gave them made Shen Mubai wish she could crawl into a hole in the ground.

Two consecutive shots on goal, though they did not score, posed a massive threat to Granada's net. This not only boosted Real Madrid's morale but also put immense pressure on Granada. Many people became involuntarily nervous.