Volume One, Chapter 58: The Appointment

Qin Xiao returned to the cave and took out all the beast cores he had dug up during this period, preparing to refine them. His body was already well-tempered, and he wondered if he could use the beast cores to advance to the fifth tier of the Martial Transformation Realm.

Xiao Fan opened his storage ring, and Lu Qingya leaned over, looking at the pills emitting green light inside, her shock beyond description.

Xiao Fan did not believe it, because at this moment he could not understand these things at all. They were too mythological, simply unimaginable.

After running for a long time, the two stopped, panting heavily. He Yue looked at Gao Qiqi's bodyguards in the corner; they had been riddled with bullets. Gao Qiqi also glanced at her bodyguards, a trace of sorrow flashing in her eyes, but it vanished instantly, returning to calmness a moment later as she stared at He Yue beside her.

In his haste, Throat-Lock could only throw a backward hook punch. Unfortunately, Liu An was quite lucky; Throat-Lock's punch missed into thin air, and right as it missed, Liu An bit down on him.

Li Dian, styled Mancheng, treated others with generosity and excelled in social dealings. Just as Liu Chong had said upon their first meeting, he possessed much of the demeanor of an elder.

Xia Fan immediately recognized the voice as Ning Zebiao's, muttered a request to speak, and held his breath to listen closely.

However, an attack of this magnitude could only block one bandage. Gongsun Buwen judged the impact position and angle of the bandage with extreme precision, allowing him to stop one bandage with such an attack and completely neutralize its force with the explosive shockwave.

Sui Xiao had not seen her master in over three years. To her, Ye Qing was like a loving mother; upon learning that her only surviving relative's life was held in someone else's hands, anyone would have panicked.

How could a dignified warden personally leave the city to capture a criminal who had been on the run for three years? Besides, special agents had already been assigned to this task; why bother troubling himself?

The method before them effortlessly solved the employment problem of sixty or seventy members of a theater troupe, and furthermore, brought simultaneous benefits to all three parties. If such a practice were publicized and promoted nationwide, how many more problems could be resolved?

Feeling a gentle push from behind, Su Hang snapped out of his daze, hurriedly followed her off the podium, and returned to his seat amidst the sustained gaze of the entire class.

A faint reddish hue spread from Xie Ci's cheeks to his earlobes before he even realized it. With a slight flutter of his long eyelashes, he kept his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the stunning beauty close at hand, gave a light cough, and changed the subject.

Su Quanmin was initially dissatisfied with his son asking for leave. There were simply too many matters this week, primarily concerning Boyi, and he feared he wouldn't be able to return to Heyuan for a full week.

"Then, what do you hope to get from the Antler Family?" he asked directly, touching upon the question he cared about most.

Fortunately, the other party remained rational. Even after months of this stalemate, they had not dared to cross the line.

Fortunately, Charlotte's black armor provided sufficient protection. Even so, under the impact of countless magic eggs, blood burst from various parts of his body inside the armor, and his vision went black as he fainted.

As for those prominent authors, if you wanted to cooperate with them, either you possessed sufficient publishing and distribution strength, or you could pay enough money. Boyi fell short on both counts.

These half-siblings from different mothers had very little contact in the past, gathering only during the annual tribal sacrificial ceremonies or hunting seasons, with virtually no intersection in daily life.

"Indeed..." I echoed along. The chemistry major was vast and demanding; even without special accommodations, one could find a job after graduation, though it would be exhausting.

Under the infusion of virtual destiny power, countless streams of energy poured into and converged within the fused body of Mario and Misailu.

Ye Zhihan walked out, having already removed his disguise. After all, since he had been seen by others, the disguise was no longer of any use.

"This..." Xu Lang was somewhat bewildered, hearing someone admit to being a bastard for the very first time.

Slowly, amidst the shocked gazes of countless people, that resolute powerhouse raised that iron fist of destiny.

It remained simple: temporarily unable to act, locked in a stalemate while observing the situation and waiting for the right opportunity.

Ye Feng clearly heard his own bones emit a cracking sound, his body nearly deformed, suffering unimaginable trauma.

As for the Death Knight before him, who had not yet reached the sixth tier, it naturally held no presence in the eyes of a powerhouse like Li Sue, nor was it worthy of any attention.

In a certain corner extremely close to the Destiny Heavenly Worm, Li Sue's manifested conscious body gazed at the pulsating and vividly detailed Destiny Heavenly Worm before him, thinking silently.

"To whom did you hand these photos and videos? And how did that person plan and arrange everything step-by-step?" Xu Lang continued to ask.

Maidou had already fallen asleep in Shen Xinyi's arms, and Shen Xinyi held her tightly, reluctant to let go even for a moment.

The appearance of this man made even Qing Ruifan's eyes light up. While snakes played some part in it, it was mostly due to the man's facial features: phoenix eyes, a jade-white forehead, a slender figure, well-proportioned frame, rosy complexion, and a radiant smile that complemented the stars in the sky—resembling a celestial star lord who had fallen from the heavens.

Leng Fengxue slashed with his sword, but Chiguier suddenly brought his palms together, channeling his inner energy into them. With a crisp snap, Leng Fengxue's sword actually broke.

However, as he listened, El found that the entire audience, including the examiners, seemed somewhat off. Their faces were flushed and their gazes dreamy, much like people who had drunk too much alcohol.

Hearing this, Xu Jingtian's face lit up with great joy. He hurriedly kowtowed respectfully a few times and made as if to get up.

And yet, look at how things turned out: a well-equipped regiment was actually mostly wiped out by a mere enhanced battalion of the Eighth Route Army. Had it not been for the fact that they still fought somewhat fiercely when counterattacking to open a breakthrough against the Eighth Route Army, he would have already disarmed their division and sent them all to Manchuria as forced laborers.