Thirty-nine Great

However, because you were still undergoing your trials at the time, he exhausted every possible method to force you into demonic cultivation, all to protect your safety through three lifetimes.

Xun You stared blankly at Yi Shuihan, a buzzing sensation echoing in his mind. He looked straight into Yi Shuihan's eyes, where a complex blend of seriousness, sincerity, depth, determination, and intense fervor converged. Subconsciously, Xun You chose to avert his gaze. No one knew why he avoided it; only he himself knew.

In the eyes of ordinary folk, it matters little which princess one marries, as the status of being a son-in-law to the throne remains the same regardless.

"Heh, if you ask me, Brother Qin shouldn't have just stepped on your hat back then—he should have peeled the skin right off you!" Pei Yong trembled with rage as he watched Magistrate Chen looking so smug and satisfied, unable to hold back his tongue any longer.

Huang Di was just about to seize the opportunity to reveal that he had obtained the Imperial Order, hoping to see Li Qinxue's delight.

"I have already told you, he is likely a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect and possesses the inheritance of a sage. If you are blinded by your own greed, do not go out of your way to frame others." Looking at Jun Moyan, Feng Guanyang spoke words he previously would never have dared to utter.

Because he had spent time subduing wild monsters along the way, Huang Di arrived late for the scheduled meeting.

Qin Zheng smiled bitterly as he stepped forward to engage the enemy. As they traded blows, Qin Zheng seemed much more fluid than before, his techniques no longer as rigid as they once were.

The two golden eagles immediately nodded at Liu Yu to signify their agreement. Liu Yu could not understand the eagles' speech, but the eagles could understand human language; this remained a constant mystery to him.

Looking at Sun Hongbing and Huang Yun, Chen Chulan sought their opinions. After all, it was all about burning money. Whether it was three billion or five billion, the difference was not particularly significant, as both would be operated through loans.

The remaining price difference would be covered by those diners who were attempting to cut in line; it was a win-win-win plan.

As expected of a splintered soul of Voldemort. If Zhang Chen was not mistaken, this was where Harry's soul originally resided, and now, Voldemort was using this castle to constantly synchronize with Harry's soul.

High in the firmament, tribulation clouds gathered thick and heavy, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring amidst the dense gloom.

"Of course." Shen Yi smiled and shared with him the intelligence he had gathered from Lin Yang.

***

Yang Jian did not know why, but a long-smoldering fire in his heart suddenly erupted. Nezha and Daji both stared at him in bewilderment.

Before even entering the venue, Chen Chulan was schooled by Qin Lei on the "rules" of their circle, allowing him, a newcomer, to prepare in advance.

"Found it. We’ve been walking in circles all this time. Look, the three of us have trampled this intersection into a large circle," Mo Tu said, pointing to the three chicken leg bones on the ground.

At first, the wall seemed unchanged, but a moment later, dazzling silver light spilled out from a dozen cracks.

Upon entering, they discovered that the place was lined with shops—all kinds of delicacies, convenience stores, cake shops, clothing stores, and more—leaving the group dazzled and overwhelmed.

"Thank your seatbelt and airbag. Without those two things, you might have flown right off the bridge," Wang Ge remarked from the side.

Han Xin looked at the shockwave, his heart filled with bitterness. He wanted to move but could not; he could only watch helplessly as the wave struck him.

Moreover, if she were to use her soul to threaten the old man, he would surely agree to anything without a second thought.

The person controlling this assassin organization behind the scenes was none other than Zhang Fan. Utilizing his formidable hacking skills, he remotely steered the organization and provided them with intelligence.

The dinner was held outside the West Gate at a barbecue joint. The prices were very affordable: grilled chicken wings were only two yuan, common vegetables were fifty cents, meat skewers were one yuan, and there was a variety of cold dishes—quite cheap altogether.

Seeing this treasure, Zhang Fan smiled. A Memory Capsule, 1,000 reputation points each. It could extract the deepest memories from one's mind and imprint them permanently.

It would have been better to just leave shamelessly in the first place. Now that his face had been slapped swollen, he still had to leave regardless.

These three words couldn't help but surface in Shen Yi’s mind. Setting aside whether the singing was good or not, just that appearance alone added quite a few points.

"Don't worry, even if we lose, my strength is Platinum rank. I can make this bald man childless in a matter of minutes," Angela laughed, telling Anna not to worry.

***

It wasn't until they heard Edgar urging them to eat from outside the kitchen that the two suddenly snapped out of it. Elaina let out a soft moan and fled the scene.

Although the maltose business was booming, that revenue had to be reserved for securing grain imports and could not be squandered.

Even though Geng Jian hid it well, Ye Qingyi could still sense the immense hostility he harbored toward Li Feng.

Seeing this, Wei Wanyun frowned. Before she could speak, the person in the carriage opposite spoke first.

The sound of stumbling footsteps gradually receded until it completely vanished into the secret passage. Only then did Su Wanjun lift a hand to brush aside the hair before her eyes and step toward Sun Chuchu, who was biting her lip, her face filled with despair and indignation.

There were even more unscrupulous foremen who would withhold wages during the work, only to abscond with the money once the job was finished.

For thugs hired to guard a house, a staff was undoubtedly the most useful weapon. As long as they didn't strike the head with full force, it usually wouldn't kill, and it was lighter, cheaper, and easier to carry and maintain than swords or blades.

With a graceful flick of his long, slender fingers, followed by a "whoosh," the wild boar was instantly struck and collapsed while struggling.

Watching Ye Qingyi regain her usual confidence and composure, Li Feng could not help but feel a bit puzzled.

He had been warned a hundred times before ascending the mountain not to act on impulse once inside the tiger's den, yet when the moment came, he had not been calm enough, leading to such a miserable defeat in their first engagement.

Having made up his mind, Lu Yu did not waste any more thought on these mundane weapons. Instead, he reached out and produced the black, unknown metal rod. The moment he held it, he felt a chill, followed immediately by a sense of weight.

Long Yansan gripped a rock with both hands, struggling to stand, but his body trembled slightly, his face so pale that it seemed a single gust of wind would blow him over.