Volume 1, Chapter 24: After My Reincarnation from the Impure World, You Let Ning Rongrong Escape?

However, Ning Fengzhi’s eyes remained resolute, and he firmly refused: "No, Rongrong, you must go. The mission of rebuilding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now rests on your shoulders. If I leave, what will become of the sect's disciples? If those lackeys from the Spirit Hall do not find me, they will surely slaughter every member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I cannot abandon them; I am the Sect Master, and at a time like this, I must stand and fall with my sect."

Having said this, Ning Fengzhi walked with steady steps toward the ranks of the Spirit Hall, even though a monstrous storm awaited him.

While the ministers fled south, the monarch stood alone in the north. Compared to those who clung desperately to life, Ning Fengzhi proved why he deserved to be the master of one of the Upper Three Sects; his courage was...

A preposterous thought suddenly crossed Jiraiya’s mind. He gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of the moment Daralan was entangled by those "pitcher plants," he slipped away rapidly.

"So this man is nothing but an ingrate?" Lin Xiao’s impression of Yang Ming plummeted instantly.

Mu Tiantuo reached out, took Shen Junya’s delicate hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze, as if to comfort her. Toward outsiders, he was decisive and merciless, but he could not bear to see even a hint of sadness in Shen Junya.

Just as Chu An was pulling down his trousers, the "Fatty Fish," well-versed in the baptism of the Republic’s internet censorship regulations, shifted the camera at the most opportune moment. In the next instant, Chu An appeared in the lake.

Sun Butu was not surprised by the shift in Mo Di’s attitude; after he had demonstrated his strength, it was only natural for most people to undergo a 180-degree change.

This had become a staple program; practically every athlete played this game when being interviewed.

The newspaper grew wrinkled in the youth's hands until, finally, he crumpled it into a ball and tossed it in a perfect arc, landing squarely in the trash can.

As his E-skill passed through Jinx’s fragile frame, he pressed his Q-skill, Steel Tempest, simultaneously.

"I am aware of that," Lin Feng nodded solemnly. According to the Great Rui laws, even if the Emperor committed a crime, he should be punished the same as a commoner. Furthermore, those who took the law into their own hands faced fifty strokes of the cane at minimum, or demotion and exile at worst; if a life were lost, it would surely be a capital offense.

A tree of this size could store approximately two tons of water, enough for a family of four to use for half a year during a drought.

Demolition—it was a word that once brought anticipation and joy. However, that was only true several years ago. Back then, even in the poorest of households, if the property was slated for demolition, calling it an "overnight fortune" was no exaggeration.

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Da Leizi had originally intended to say "the murderer," but realizing that it was merely a deduction made by the two of them, he felt the term was inaccurate and corrected himself.

Moreover, in Hongluan’s eyes, she had always held a certain fondness for Xiuwan, who never complained despite being frequently transferred between palaces alongside Su Ruhui.

Shadows of swords danced, seemingly weaving the trajectory of the entire universe. Intertwined and impenetrable, it was a flawless technique of encirclement and slaughter.

A series of roars erupted, accompanied by the cries of the elderly and children. Numerous corpses fell from the sky, staining the snow with flecks of blood.

"Greetings, Madam!" Mao Leyan greeted her coolly. Since the other party had not yet dropped the mask, they would continue to act, seeing who could keep up the pretense the longest.

Time seemed to lose its meaning—it could have been an instant or a million years—when the panel within Xu Yi’s sea of consciousness burst into brilliant light, shaking the chains of rules that bound it and revealing gaps between the links.

"Then come in!" Jin Yan opened the defensive formation, and thirty-two Immortal Emperors appeared behind her, weapons drawn and ready for battle.

Most of the members of the Nether Soul Palace had long since become minions of the Demon Race, and by now, they had been fully demonized.

Xiao Tie was unsure of the probability. Of the Thirty-Three Heavens and Great Thousand Worlds, the Great Crimson Heaven was merely one realm within the Taiqing Realm. He had entered the Land of Exile directly, and the Land of Exile cared not for one's origin; cross-boundary occurrences were possible, but he could not be certain.

The aura of death in the graveyard was incredibly thick. In such an environment, the vast majority of corpses would become undead creatures. Yet, those mummies remained perfectly intact, showing no signs of transforming—clearly, the earthen jars had served their purpose.

A soft sound came from afar, and colorful light manifested in the sky, appearing exceptionally conspicuous even beneath the heavy shroud of dark clouds.

However, while he was on his way, unexpected news suddenly reached Xiao Tie’s ears.

"Not necessary!" With a slap from both left and right, he sent the two men flying five or six meters away, where they fell heavily to the ground.

"You got it!" Chaozi said, plunging his blade in. His dagger was razor-sharp, but he had never expected it to pierce the great tree with such ease. Apart from a slight resistance at the beginning, the latter half felt like cutting through tofu, sinking in all the way to the hilt.

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The third brother, Qiu Huagu, had a rather volatile temper. Seeing this scene, he was immediately on the verge of erupting, but the eldest, Du Xiaoyun, raised a hand to stop him, shaking his head to signal that he should not be impulsive.

After all, they were Sovereigns. Which of those warriors who had attained such a level had not experienced countless brushes with death?

"Let’s leave it for now. I don’t even know if three-star or four-star cards can be crafted into gold cards. First and second-star cards are essentially the same; it is only at the three-star level that cards begin to exhibit distinct attributes. I’ll try it out when the time comes." Li Mu realized that overthinking was useless, so he decided to focus on his cultivation first.

At 8:20 AM, twenty minutes before the director’s scheduled assembly time, a large RV pulled into the set. The Red Point production team knew that Chen Hao favored such mobile equipment—it served as both transportation and a storage unit for supplies, and could even double as a temporary lounge.

"That works, too. By the way, will you be able to come home to rest tonight?" Turning to look at the hospital room, Xiang Chunzao still felt uneasy, though she found it difficult to ask directly.

The Spirit-Severing stage demon cultivator was stunned, pointing at himself in disbelief: "You want... me?" What was going on?

Li Lingyue rubbed her temples and then shook her head with a smile. The "joy" she had expected never arrived, but she had certainly received more than her share of shocks.

Hua Yang was enraged, never expecting a snag to occur halfway through. Just as he was about to demand an answer, he caught sight of that hideous face and his expression turned deathly pale, as if he had seen a ghost, his face filled with sheer disbelief.

"What’s wrong? Did something happen?" Qi Nuan was astonished. She had taken the initiative to greet Su Wan, never expecting such a reaction.

Sure enough, after the three of them turned the corner at the end of the corridor, they saw the sign for the large Director’s Lounge, with four bodyguards standing guard outside.

"With the enemy army approaching, I order you to take men to set traps. We must block them outside our camp at all costs!" Lin Feiye commanded calmly.

Fanxing remained silent. She understood what Lin Feiye was saying, but she still struggled to bear the grief and anger caused by the failed mission. She knew that trying to appeal to their past friendship now was hopeless; Lin Feiye was stubborn, and once she had made a decision, she would never go back on it. In that regard, they were very much alike.