Volume 1, Chapter 23: Pei Mian

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Over the course of a century, the Well of Fertility was finally completely destroyed, and the number of elves dwindled. Yet, the old man never appeared to fulfill his promise.

Voldemort’s words struck like a thunderbolt, leaving everyone stunned. They could hardly believe their ears; what was it they had just heard?

She had received word early on that Gu Yi was bringing Lian Nishang and Li Mochou to East Mountain Island, and naturally, she knew that Lian Nishang was there representing Gu Yi.

The middle-aged man who had just crossed swords with Chu Feng was named Jiang Xiong, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Entry Spirit realm. He had been stagnant at this stage for ten years; due to unfavorable conditions, he had never managed to open his first Purple Mansion, failing to achieve that breakthrough.

Half a minute later, the doors to the Great Hall opened, and a long line of visibly shaken first-year students, led by Professor McGonagall, walked into the hall.

Several more productions are currently in intensive filming, including two movies. One film can still be released before the Spring Festival, while the others will have to wait until next year. These works are more than enough to retain and attract internet users, while simultaneously boosting the strength of Waterball Video.

As the two sides continued their exchange, a smile spread across Shana’s face. It was evident that she often participated in such live streams and enjoyed sharing her experiences with everyone.

"A prank that caused over a hundred casualties?!" Ming Kong looked at Li Shengnan, appearing somewhat dissatisfied with her conclusion.

At this time, Zhuo Yue estimated that those Scaled Demons had awakened. However, Zhuo Yue had already achieved his goal; the other Scaled Demons had been wiped out, and as long as he finished off those inside, he wouldn't have to worry about any stragglers.

Tian Mo still didn't dare to jump down directly; he wasn't stupid. Why jump down and turn himself into roast suckling pig?

"I, Song Ming, am a Heavenly Hero who has weathered all kinds of storms. How can I hesitate before this ice sculpture? Very well, I shall break it open and see what lies within. But where should I strike?" Suddenly, Song Ming’s eyes lit up, his gaze falling on the very top of the sculpture, where a brilliant radiance was blooming.

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If the previous pitch-black pill was a glimmer of hope, then this one could certainly be considered a Spirit-Clearing Pill.

"I have finished reading it, Manager Feng, Mr. Li. May, may I begin singing now?" At this moment, Wang Yiyi’s emotions had largely stabilized. She stole a shy glance at Li Changlin before speaking in a sweet voice.

With that, He Qingfeng’s image vanished from the screen. He Qinglian shook her head and let out a long sigh. Although she knew her elder brother was doing this for the sake of the family and for her own good, how could matters of the heart be forced? Let her just find Yulong first, she thought to herself.

"Zhang Yi! With these six brothers here today, let’s see who you can be arrogant toward now." With that, Liu Yangwei gestured toward the burly men, speaking triumphantly.

Song Ming wasn't just at the edge of breaking through to the Heavenly Realm; he was at its peak. Of course, he didn't mention this to Li Mosheng, as it would seem like showing off—and flaunting before a friend who had shared life-and-death experiences was not Song Ming’s style. Thus, he simply laughed and moved on from the topic.

If he could discover the origin of this tea and gain control over it, he would surely become wealthy.

The sudden sound of bells and drums interrupted Song Ming’s preparations. He mentally lamented the missed opportunity. Ignoring the words of the Jade Void Star Lord, he fixed his gaze on an ancient-looking bell that had suddenly appeared.

"At our level of cultivation, unless we fight to the death without retreating, the idea of capturing us is a colossal joke!" The Thunder God laughed heartily.

Tuan Xue was being held in Du Manqiu’s courtyard. With so many maids and matrons moving about, it was staggering that someone could be killed in broad daylight. Even as ruthless as Du Manqiu was, the sight of Tuan Xue’s gruesome remains left her limbs weak and trembling, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

She wanted to speak, but feared that doing so would break her composure. For a long while, she remained silent, looking at Lian Ze with a gaze full of tenderness, joy, and sorrow, never once blinking.

Although Pu'er had the intention, when she actually reached out with her chopsticks, she fumbled for a long time without managing to catch a single leaf of vegetable or piece of meat.

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Having lost Japan, a massive market for sugar cane, they could still sell their crops to the Western barbarians, but the price would inevitably decline.

That Yao Bing had thought to seek out Loquat Jade Dew for Madam Zheng, who was troubled by a cough, showed that Yao Bing was not heartless. However, interpersonal relationships require a measure of tolerance, which Yao Bing sadly lacked. Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were strong-willed, truly like a collision between Mars and Earth.

As the two of them spoke, Zhuge Hao kept his eyes fixed on the bloodstains on the guard’s body without blinking. Even when Zhuge Hong reached for the porcelain bottle to collect the Gu insects, he didn't even glance over, showing no distraction whatsoever.

"Then why were we unable to stop the Demon Race at Mount Jiuying?" the Emperor asked with some dissatisfaction.

With patrol boats and gunboats leading the way, and cavalry and marines guarding the shore, this powerful squadron was protected from any sneak attacks by the Ruan family’s southern barbarians.

Facing two Source Emperor-level opponents at once was an unprecedented challenge for him.

Upon arriving at the Shen residence, Zhong Nan was surprised to find the Chief Grand Secretary waiting at the door to greet him. This level of courtesy made Zhong Nan feel somewhat apprehensive—he did not know Shen Shixing’s intentions for the evening, and he couldn't help but feel like a sheep walking into a tiger’s den.