Volume 1, Chapter 24: How Embarrassing!
The Red Rice phone flashed with brilliant sword light, like starlight in the dead of night. Wherever it passed, strange blooms of blood erupted. Clad in white as pure as snow, she remained unstained by a single drop of blood amidst the slaughter, standing like a snow lotus atop a frigid peak.
The moment the old man stepped from the car, Tomohito Yamamoto finally snapped out of his madness, his expression dissolving into bewilderment and bitterness.
The Darkness thought this to itself, and fearing any complications, it went so far as to seek out someone who even the Three-Eyed would never have expected.
Although Saburo Shibasaki held the title of Town Master for a third-tier town, his cultivation was truly mediocre, only at the mid-stage of the Minister rank. This was partly due to his connections, and also because Phosphor Town had long been free from the ravages of savage beasts, meaning the requirements for a Town Master’s cultivation were not particularly stringent.
Li Yu practiced the Quasi-Star Emperor Invisibility Technique once more and discovered its effectiveness had improved significantly. Could it be that as his own cultivation increased, his ability to execute certain techniques also grew?
As the time approached midnight, Saburo Shibasaki still had not received what he was waiting for. His expression shifted from subtle tension to one of blank terror.
"I... I work in water conservancy. I was brought here by Yang Feng. I used to work at the Water Resources Research Institute of the Academy of Water Conservancy and Hydropower Sciences. I am a scholar of hydraulics and fluvial dynamics..." Sun Changxin finally regained his senses, feeling extremely nervous, his mind in complete disarray.
"Is the Imperial Mausoleum truly the greatest thing under heaven?" the white-bearded ghost elder muttered, glancing toward the Imperial Jade Seal. The Imperial Jade Seal also furrowed its brow in response.
"You got it!" Luo Wei’s father nimbly unwrapped the liquor. As soon as he opened it, a rich, savory aroma wafted out, filling the entire dining room with the scent of fine wine.
This time, neither of them used Gu Bei’s songs, as a series of major events had recently occurred, leaving Gu Bei with no time to be distracted.
She nodded, took the medicinal herbs, and reached for her money. To her surprise, after fumbling for a long time, she couldn't find her purse, and her face suddenly turned deathly pale.
Walking at the front with her bodyguards, Han Yue did not slow her pace. She curled her lips slightly, a trace of a smile appearing in her eyes.
Among the entire Orc race, the mental power of the Bull tribe ranked among the lowest. Before Niu Ben, it had been a very long time since a Psychokineticist had emerged from their ranks.
Hearing these words, Han Dasong and Han Dayang turned bright red, wishing only to turn and leave. But seeing their younger sister already seated under the guidance of the waiter, they had no choice but to follow.
The room was brightly lit. Qin Shou lay reclining on the bed, set down the divorce agreement he had been holding, and picked up his phone to dial a number. It was answered after a single ring.
Just as Quan Wei opened her mouth to retort, her fingers were gripped tightly by the man’s large hand, squeezing hard enough to cause her pain.
Upon returning to the villa, Lin Feng instructed Wei Ran and the others to continue hunting zombies outside. Today was their last chance; the energy in the outside world was surging, making the zombies particularly manic, which also presented an opportunity for the group.
As he spoke, Han Yue turned her gaze toward the bewildered Dongfang Ying, smiled slightly, and produced a small medicine bottle.
Qin Tiansheng and the others naturally recognized him, as well as the middle-aged man beside him—none other than Wang Meng, the father of Wang Leilei.
Thinking of this, Wang Qingyun gave a bitter smile. That was how she and Wei Junzi had met; they exchanged contact information, and she had even inexplicably accepted the flowers Wei Junzi had given her.
Turning to look, one could see a youth in a long white robe, his complexion pale and his expression cold and arrogant. He looked gloomy, his eyes shooting out a chilling glare.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yunhe’s expression suddenly darkened. How could he have imagined that Hu You would say such things?
At this moment, the entire Flame Mountain Range was silent. No matter how impressive Ling Yun’s previous displays had been, they paled in comparison to this single sword strike, for the person Ling Yun had killed was a member of the Undefeated Myth.
"It’s somewhat unpredictable. This Ling Yun is very strange; there seems to be a mysterious power on him obstructing me, preventing me from seeing him clearly," Zang Dao said after a moment of contemplation.
Once these words were spoken, everyone present frowned. To travel such a long distance just for a dog—surely it couldn't be that simple?
The cold rain soaked Helian Qianqian’s body, and even more so her heart, leaving her feeling chilled to the bone.
"Hehe, I was just worried that you’d get bored listening, Master, so I thought I’d bring you some entertainment," Sanwa said with a mischievous grin.
"Master, if we are to talk about how they died, we have to mention this passion fruit," Sanwa said leisurely, a statement so shocking it nearly made Liu Mo jump out of his skin.
"Damn it, can you just shut up? It was all you! I gave you a hundred bucks and you specifically said you’d help me flip the switch, but look at what you’ve done!" Xu Rui said, his face full of fury.
The Divine Dragon clan was inherently a very proud race. After being rejected by Li Si, they were deeply offended. Though they did not seek revenge, they listed Li Si as the most unwelcome human in their clan.
In the current world, there were only three gods left. The Wind God had no ambition and was not worth worrying about, and although the God of Destruction had been in a state of hostility with him, the God of Destruction had never won a single time since the very beginning. One could say that he, the God of Light, was the supreme ruler of this world.
After all, it was a beginner mission. After being trapped for a while, many players found the clues and unlocked the next round of the main storyline.
Ever since he met this guy, he felt deeply that the significance of his older brother’s existence had plummeted.
Xiang Yutian was a disciple of Mo Yiming, while Yan Fei was Mo Yiming’s own son. The two had a close relationship, though they had not met because of Mo Yiming.
From the intelligence provided by his scouts, Sun Yi knew that the Ajax team was incredibly strong. After a preliminary analysis, he found that Ajax’s strength was likely a cut above Nice’s.
The young master said nothing. He spread out a map drawn on white silk, stared at it, and let his finger trace lightly along the ink lines representing the waterways.
Hearing this, Du Yan turned slightly and looked behind him. He saw that although Cheng Yu’s face was devoid of expression, his eyes held a subtle shift.
Tenglong’s advantage lay in the short duration of the advertising time they requested—just one minute. At that time, the television stations had not yet realized the true market value of commercial breaks, so they granted Tenglong this minute of advertising time throughout the entire twenty-year broadcasting period; Tenglong could insert their one-minute ad whenever they pleased.
Over these years, how many people had approached her with various motives, trying to curry favor or even threatening her? Yet, without exception, every one of those people had simply vanished without a trace.
That was during the time Kobe was leading his team to win his first championship. For a time, the entire country was captivated by the "Black Mamba’s" dominant performance, and thousands of hot-blooded youths rushed to the basketball courts, all striving to master the art of the pull-up jump shot.