Day Thirty-One

With Uriel’s issues resolved, Lucifer and Ji Yang joined the fray against the remaining angels.

Princess Taiping’s brow, already furrowed, deepened further at these words, clearly showing her profound dissatisfaction.

Lu Jin nodded, and at the thought of finally enjoying a period of tranquility, he could not help but reveal a happy smile.

To celebrate the wedding, the Wu County government lifted the curfew, allowing the populace to take to the streets in celebration. By nightfall, all of Wu County had transformed into a festive sea of brilliant lights and flickering torches.

When the ape-man Hou Kong saw his elder brother in dire straits, he immediately prepared to intervene, but at that moment, a cold, sinister voice suddenly came from behind him.

Cui Ruoyan’s words hit the nail on the head. Ever since the Seven Clans and Five Surnames had harbored designs on seizing the Lu family’s coastal salt fields, Lu Jin had remained deeply guarded and resentful toward them. It was precisely because of this that he had retorted with such cold sarcasm upon hearing her arrogant remarks.

In total, fourteen students from Canghai City were admitted to the Martial God Academy. This was the highest number of admissions in nearly sixty years, leading many to dub this group of candidates the "Golden Generation" of Canghai City.

If All Might, ranked first, was the symbol of peace and an impenetrable shield protecting the people, then Shana was the sword that slaughtered the darkness, tearing through the dark veil covering the sky with unreasonable force.

Having endured so many hardships throughout the year, Yu Luo no longer wished to dwell on them.

However, there were very few men in the army capable of drawing a three-stone bow, and as for a five-stone bow, only the peerless overlord Xiang Yu, whose strength could lift mountains, might have been capable of drawing it.

"In the end, I have been defeated!" Zhou Sicong looked up and laughed, a sound that seemed both mournful and joyous—the manic behavior of a man utterly broken.

Suddenly, Jue Wushen felt a violent gust of wind rushing toward his face. Panic surged within him; he had already exhausted his remaining strength on his movement techniques and lacked the energy to mount any further defense.

The two servants did not pursue. They turned back, fixing their gaze on the dozen or so martial artists still seated in the tavern. These individuals changed color, secretly bracing themselves, yet comforted by the thought that they had done nothing to invite such trouble upon themselves.

Chen Ao felt his heart skip a beat as he observed the young gentleman, who continued to pour and drink his wine alone, looking perfectly at ease, as if he were completely oblivious to the events unfolding beside him.

As a practitioner of the Dao, Duobao understood the implications of Yun Jiu’s words. Knowing the time for parting had come, he did not attempt to persuade her to stay, but instead posed this question: if they were to meet again in the future and he failed to recognize her, how could he ever repay the kindness of her guidance?

Though he could not snatch away Zhao Heng’s beloved, he did not wish to appear incompetent in front of Yun Lu.

"Is it really that powerful?" Yun Ruoxi asked with a touch of skepticism, staring in astonishment at the pillar of fire that appeared, by all accounts, quite docile.

"Reaching the airport won't help. We will make arrangements on our side immediately; you must not panic," Jiang Jun urged anxiously.

This mental shock was clearly emitted unconsciously by someone with immense mental power as they defended against that golden light.

Witnessing this scene, the immortal cultivators on the street felt their minds struggling to comprehend what they were seeing.

The other two men bore a strong resemblance to each other and were of similar age; one appeared profound, the other refined. They were the two dragons of the Xun family: Xun You and Xun Yu.

Although he had spent a long time working for them, only to find he couldn't even meet the family members themselves—which felt like a slight—Gao Yu was not the type to concern himself with such matters.

"Your Highness, try this fruit. It is three parts sour and seven parts sweet—quite delicious." She offered the fruit to Prince Jin.

On her seventeenth birthday, Song Changdong, though she could not recall why, took her to the seaside to celebrate.

By the time Li Jiayan finished speaking, it was not only Mianmian who was stunned, but the others present, including Gu Fa, were equally dumbfounded.

Since the boundary was pulled to this point, with the exception of Gu Shanhe, Daoist Tianfu, and myself, everyone else’s memories had been altered.

Clinging to this firm resolve, he cooperated fully. He stepped out of the cabin and, finding a pretext, managed to draw away the few men who had been tailing him. Thinking he wanted to hoard the spoils for himself, they were furious but left begrudgingly.

After the television station was acquired by an Australian company, General Manager Huang Xizhao resigned, followed by his subordinates, including Mai Dangxiong, Xiao Ruoyuan, and Huang Tailai.

A lesser man might have detained the Sun family’s kin to ensure that Sun Ce remained within his grasp.

Even after leaving their original tent, Li Jiayan and her two companions dared not let their guard down, maintaining a vigilant watch over their surroundings.

"I never expected such a monstrous talent to emerge from a major faction!" The Young Master of the Phantom Sect wore a stern expression. Chu Tianyi’s power had reached a level that even terrified him; in terms of talent, Chu Tianyi was not a whit inferior, perhaps even slightly superior. Such a superlative genius would remain a constant, grave threat to the Phantom Sect as long as he lived.

After Mother Zhang finished speaking, she scurried away. Ruixue called out twice for her to take the basket, but she did not hear.

The world had only just begun to recover from the recent major shifts in the global landscape when, suddenly, the hearts of several spirits skipped a beat.