Noble Consort Zhong 11

Ever since the inception of the Holy Grail War, the Holy Church had acted as its supervisor. Those defeated Masters who still possessed unused Command Seals had their remaining seals collected by the Church.

Thinking up to this point, he dared not let his imagination wander further. If Suzaku were to catch him looking so pleased with himself, it would undoubtedly spell trouble. He hurriedly chimed in with repeated agreements to appease her.

Zhen Biao shoved a large sweet potato into his mouth, lingering instead of leaving. With bulging cheeks, he rushed out into the courtyard, made his way to the stone basin, dropped his tattered bundle and the remaining sweet potato, and bent over to splash several handfuls of cold water onto his face. He then lifted his head toward the sky and took a few heavy gasps of breath.

As evening descended, the two returned to the Ye family residence. Ye Xinyan bade Jiang Yuan farewell with a radiant smile, and Jiang Yuan, offering a gentle smile in return, retreated to his room.

They had been wrong. They should never have made an enemy of the Evil Emperor, and now they had no dignity left to beg him for mercy.

Indeed, the ancestors of the Nangong clan had originally hailed from the Divine Wu Dynasty, possessing formidable strength. Without the imprint of their bloodline, however, the prowess of their descendants would inevitably dwindle with each passing generation, ultimately reducing them to the present-day imperial family of the Flaming Cloud Kingdom.

"What do you mean?" Fuyi listened to Dong Hao's endless muttering, feeling utterly bewildered and instantly developing a splitting headache. Were all learned scholars like Zhang Tianyu, fond of speaking in riddles that ordinary people could not comprehend?

Fortunately, Lin Qiu did not have to wait long. As soon as he finished chanting the spell to summon the Heroic Spirit, the weather underwent a drastic transformation. The previously clear sky was suddenly blanketed by dark clouds, accompanied by howling gales, flashing lightning, and rolling thunder.

Ji Chengjie had arrived still burning with anger, but after being subjected to a passionate and wild round of kisses by this man, half her heart melted. Yet, her mind remained clear; she knew precisely what she had come here to do.

"I—I didn't mean to! She walked right into me herself, I didn't hit her!" Mrs. Zhao chimed in blindly, believing her child's words without a second thought.

Furthermore, the strength of the fellow before him was by no means inferior to his own. Combined with the combat techniques and experience of Ra's al Ghul—a man-turned-demon of eight hundred years—he managed to completely suppress Ralf.

He collapsed limply onto the ground, feeling first disbelief, then numbness, followed by grievance, before finally bursting into tears. After crying for a while, he suddenly began to laugh, and once he started, he could not stop.

This drama tells the story of Su Zi, an expert in modern medicine who accidentally time-traveled to ancient times and fell in love with Emperor Nangong Li.

A sensation of weightlessness, as vivid as reality, startled Que'er awake. She jerked herself up into a sitting position on the bed, gasping heavily for air.

At its highest pitch, the melody descended, brimful of gorgeous colors, allowing the listeners to feel the blissful sentiment of two hearts beating as one.

Meanwhile, Mu Luoluo had nothing to do. She lay lazily on her side upon the studio sofa, eating potato chips while perusing a script for a costume drama.

Just as everyone was pondering how to get involved, Fumingju's gaze fell upon Lin Dong standing off to the side.

By the time Li Kangxian reached Anton's Vladivostok, apart from the boundless expanse of sea and forest, not a single soul was in sight—only numerous wild beasts roaming about the region.

Wen Jinli had never been a cripple; capable of reaching where she was today, she naturally possessed her own abilities.

A dazzling golden radiance suddenly surged into the upper reaches of the forest, while faint golden glimmers flickered across the surface of the lake.

"Oh no!" Chu Yan's complexion drained of all color. She found herself completely powerless to suppress the rampaging of the seven distinct forces within her body. These seven energies were attacking her from the inside out, and instantly, new cracks began to spread across her flesh.

"I picked a silver microwave, do you like it? The television brand was recommended by Jiang Chen, and it's supposed to be quite good."顾顾顾顾顾顾顾顾顾顾 Gu Qingkuang was clearly quite satisfied, and his words became much more frequent.

These words set the hearts of Lin Chuan and the Vulture blazing with fervor, their gazes turning somewhat greedy as they stared at the towering giant tree.

Acquiring the blood of immortals was likely a deliberately leaked rumor—using immortal blood under false pretenses to cleanse the physical bodies of incoming seekers, only to ultimately possess them and live a second life. Such a path would grant extraordinarily high aptitude, surpassing even the achievements of one's first life.

Roughly half an hour later, Emperor Qiyuan once again lapsed into an exhausted sleep due to waning vitality. Hua Qingrong wanted to tuck in the bedcovers for Emperor Qiyuan, but out of lingering apprehension, she ultimately refrained. Looking at the Emperor's emaciated and sallow face, she decided to seek out the medicinal dregs and take them to a physician to inspect their ingredients.

These stubborn Imperial Guards managed to provoke Lou Xueyang to the point where she discarded all her poise and decorum, hurling curses right there at the palace gates. Fortunately, Lou Xuan held her back, preventing her from losing her reason entirely.

Lin Chuan merely smiled without speaking—perhaps too aged to utter words. He had never before experienced such a desperate yearning for survival, especially watching his own impending death unfold, which served as a monumental trial for his Dao heart. Even with his resolute state of mind, he felt somewhat maddened, his heart filled with bitter resentment yet helpless resignation.

Because Tao Wanbai mentioned that Su Yusong's illness had always been treated by Huo Jincheng, Jin Yehua drove his car straight to the Southern Hospital.

Despite exerting the full might of his fifth-tier divine realm cultivation, Mu En's punch failed to shatter the forest. Instead, he was violently repelled by the rebound, leaving him utterly astonished. At the same time, he watched as vast expanses of forest continuously erupted all around, sealing off every direction and blotting out the sky, leaving him with nowhere to run.

As long as they could hold out through today, this epic-level quest would be considered a success, officially unlocking Platinum-tier equipment.

Bing Hanshan smiled sweetly, handing the rest of the gifts she held to Bing Hanxuan and Bing Hanye.

Looking out into the distance, numerous massive iron cages were slowly being hoisted upward, each containing multiple tattered-clad figures cowering within.

Hearing Xiong Da utter those words, I could not help but curse inwardly in my mind.

"Master Shen, I cannot accept this. Your affection is far too heavy to bear!" It was suffocating me. They had demanded nothing from me in return, yet they never once placed pressure upon my shoulders.

Seeing the two of them float up onto the bronze chariot, Zhang Chang grew anxious as well. Issuing several imperial commands and disregarding the opinions of everyone else, he boarded the chariot to follow them.

The existence of a genuine phoenix meant they could utilize the true blood of the phoenix at any moment to elevate the bloodline power of their clansmen. The benefits reaped from the awakening of such bloodline power were far from trivial, quite sufficient to cultivate a multitude of powerful experts in a short span of time.