Volume 1, Chapter 43: Practicing the Rain and Clouds Incantation Once More Together

"Wait a moment! Let me break through my realm first!" Xie Zheng's words left everyone frozen in place.

You are actually breaking through your realm at a critical moment?

Even Zhao Kuangyun stood there in a daze.

Are you serious, brother?

Why is there no omen whatsoever when you break through your realm?

Back in the day, when he broke through his realm, he had brewed for a long time and entered seclusion days in advance to accomplish it.

Bai Shan made his judgment instantly. At the same time, a light flickered in his heart, suddenly giving rise to a boundless sense of desolation and despair.

After Zhang Youze's name was spoken by Xia Haoyu, his voice was calm and his tone natural. It was no longer a taboo between him and me; instead, I knew that Xia Haoyu had long since regarded him as a brother.

Wu Song, however, felt inwardly strange. What he found strange was naturally not the scolding he received from Chongxuxu and Huayangzi, but the fact that Zhang Yulan, who had been scared to tears just moments ago, now looked much calmer on the face.

"So that's how it is. No wonder you followed along—it turns out you were here to protect Brother Rui," Nie Wei said with an understanding nod.

"Can you understand Master's deep and painstaking efforts now?" He seized the opportunity without giving Zhu Sha a chance to think.

It turned out that the lobster soldier had transformed into human form and had secretly controlled the pilot as soon as his clone entered the hall.

However, being recruited directly by an instructor was a completely different story. Even if Murong Feng ranked dead last in the examinations, with Mentor Xue speaking up on his behalf, the spirit academy would still accept him.

Looking into Zhang Youze's earnest eyes and thinking of the child in my belly, I gently nodded. I did not know whether we could safely make it out tonight. If I had to use Zhang Youze's life to trade for the lives of myself and my child, I think I could not do it.

Could it be, as Yumin said, that he had fought too fiercely earlier and overacted, making people sense that something was wrong?

The hotel had various types of chess and card games prepared; guests only needed to inform a hotel waiter if they had any needs.

After the grand sacrificial ceremony to the heavens, Li Yong, Fanghu, and Li Chang'an stayed in Phoenix City for another five days, and even went to the Taoist temple of the Phoenix Deity to pay their respects once more. Afterwards, as the New Year was approaching and they had to return to preside over the overall situation, they had no choice but to bid farewell and leave.

However, Yan Manman also knew that making a huge fuss out of this matter would definitely do no good to the marriage between Yang Huailive and her, and in the end, the one who benefited most might well be Ye Jiarou.

Mr. Shen quickly stepped off the plane and returned to the airport terminal. As he walked, he dialed the numbers of nearby farms to check if there were any freshly picked strawberries. Suddenly, his black leather suitcase swung backward, as if it had been snagged by something.

"Save the flattery. Even if I have a reputation, I'm afraid it's not one of benevolence and righteousness. You used to have quite a bit of contact with the Prince of Gui, and now that I've stripped him of his power and wealth, you'll probably end up cursing me," Qin Fengyi laughed heartily.

Tang Xin laughed heartily. Well, would you look at that—Clark actually had the nerve to say something like that, though who knew which young master was responsible for the initial feud between him and the Rockefeller family?

The Prince of Min had expected to see Qin Fengyi during the morning court session, but Qin Fengyi did not show up. After making inquiries later, the Prince of Min finally learned that whenever Qin Fengyi came to the capital for an imperial audience, he never attended morning court.

Lu Huai was not drunk on the brandy; on the contrary, his vigilance remained extremely high. As a young marshal, many people wanted his life, and danger often struck unawares.

Yet the Undead Scourge remained completely oblivious, still launching mindless charges against the high elves on the opposite bank of the river. Before long, the long wooden bridge was already packed with those ugly, evil, and nauseating walking corpses.

Xie Mao had seen plenty of such lowly sycophants who fawned upon power. Most of them came from humble backgrounds with little exposure, groveling before authority while viewing themselves as base and fawning obsequiously upon superiors. Yet once such people held power in their hands, they would inevitably govern their subordinates with harshness and cruelty, pushing harshness to its absolute limits.

As for Luo Ying, who stood beside Yu Renjie, he came from a prominent family in Lingxu City, and his faction's influence was far greater than that of the Qingping Sect. Furthermore, his own cultivation level was extremely formidable, having reached the peak of the Integration Stage, just half a step away from breaking through the bottleneck of the Mahayana Stage.