Volume 1, Chapter 63: The One-Year Deadline, Participating in the Trial

"Your mother embezzled a huge amount of company assets? With something this major, it's impossible that your father had no idea!" Chen Wei refused to believe that Xiao Zhennan was completely in the dark about this matter.

At this moment, the God-Slaying Spear hung quietly in the void, while countless divine beings watched from a distance. Although they desperately desired a Supreme-grade divine artifact, none of them dared to step forward, not even the Divine Monarchs! They were all struck dumb with terror by the terrifying might of the God-Slaying Spear.

Realizing the other party had misunderstood, he chose not to reveal the truth. Huang Xiaotian was genuinely worried: if the Daikun Grotto learned the truth about his Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body, what kind of expression would they wear?

However, Zhang Cuishan paid no heed to those shouts of reprimand. He merely expanded his Immortal Emperor pressure to its absolute maximum as a response to the many Immortal Emperors of the Immortal Realm.

Everyone's gazes were instantly drawn over. Feng Zuming and the others took the sword, examining it one by one, and lavished endless praise on its grade.

The benevolent soul furrowed its brow as it looked down at the sea water beneath its feet, whose color had only deepened slightly, comparing it to the drastic changes in everything else.

Right now, he had no other options and could only rescue the few of them first; otherwise, charging straight in frontally would definitely draw the enemy's frantic and overwhelming assault.

"President Pan, is there a mistake in the writing? To handle a single network issue, it costs this much?" Zhen Lihua was conscientious in her work and raised immediate doubts on the spot. Of course, her skepticism stemmed mostly from her feeling that Wufan wasn't worth such a price. If he were an expert hailing from Yanjing or Jianghai, that would be a different story.

Chen Bin discovered that the two boxes of items were Silver Heron Eight-Treasure Congee and By-Health Protein Powder. While not particularly luxurious, under the current circumstances, they were excellent nourishing treats for Yang Ju during her pregnancy.

The upgraded version of this wine tasted refreshing and sweet, but once swallowed, it spread through the drinker's body instantly with the intense heat of a erupting volcano. At the same time, because he had blended healing potion ingredients into the liquor during the brewing process, this fierce heat also carried a unique therapeutic property.

Although I never attend class reunions, my cousin never misses a single one and has told me a great deal. I have never heard the name Li Yu before; he ought to be a completely ordinary person, hardly someone successful in his career.

"So she's being kept under observation there now?" Finally having a lead, Lin Ke's tense nerves relaxed slightly. As for what the R virus was, and what kind of ghost was that? Why were there hurdles everywhere, leaving her wanting to cry without tears?

Next, using a crystal-like shovel, Lin Ke took the seeds and Angel along with her to the farm cave to plant them, while Mingfei brought water for irrigation.

Angel was still in a state of high excitement, throwing her arms around the lovely Lin Ke beside her and exclaiming, "We are truly so lucky!" This made the two of them even more startled and uneasy.

Just as the words fell, the Black Divine Soul fled in a wretched state from within Han Ningxin's body. Immediately following, Di Chongxiao, with his silver hair and silver eyes, rushed out brandishing a sword and sliced the Black Divine Soul into seventeen or eighteen pieces in just a few strokes. The Black Divine Soul scattered and re-formed, fleeing in a panic into Guan Shuangyan's body to hide. Silver-haired Di Chongxiao followed closely behind and drove the Black Divine Soul right back out.

Almost by reflex, Chang Yi hurried over to investigate. Even though he couldn't see a thing, this was simply his instinct.

He couldn't help but look toward his king, only to find that the other man offered no explanation, wearing a contemplative expression instead.

This time, Bai Huazang reacted the fastest and shouted in a hurry, "Clearance." It wasn't that he was impatient; the incident involving Yuwa Mi at the Pure Mountain Hall was simply too fresh a precedent.

He made up his mind: when his child was born and participated in the "Zhuazhou" ceremony to pick their future path, he would definitely present his son with a pile of lipsticks.

Xu Qingyao had no idea that her pretty face alone had almost invited harassment from others. In her heart, she was still silently complaining about Gu Peiran's hypocrisy.

He had previously believed that Prince Ning was plotting treason while Emperor Zhengde failed to punish him severely because Prince Ning had invested heavily in Jiang Bin, Qian Ning, and Gu Dayong. Emperor Zhengde must have been blinded by his close ministers, failing to perceive Prince Ning's rebellious intentions.

However, the groom, eager to protect his horses, stepped forward to stop it, only to be swallowed whole, horse and all, by the Azure Lion Spirit. After swallowing the groom, the Azure Lion Spirit's eyes lit up.

Suddenly, a thought flashed abruptly across Mu Qingtong's mind. She froze in place as if struck by an immobilization spell.

The moment Mu Qingtong opened the door, Tingyu stumbled in, hugged her legs, dropped heavily to her knees, and burst into loud sobs.

As the ceremony progressed, the award ceremony soon concluded, and everyone walked back to their classrooms. Li Yuanxuan glanced in the direction where Hu Tao had left, then followed Huang Shilian back to the classroom.

"The hawk-letter is both evidence and a clue. When Elder Su met Jiang Songping, why didn't he bring the hawk-letter back..." Qingyi frowned and said.

Even if Liu Daxia had not burned the treasure ship blueprints, the Ming Dynasty would not have turned out the way some later generations imagined: that if the treasure ships had not been destroyed, the Ming Dynasty could have colonized the entire Nanyang or even the coasts of the Indian Ocean.

Qixi could not enter and leave the inner palace at will, but that didn't prevent him from passing messages to Luo Xing through others, as Alehai conveyed the words of the Yongxi Emperor.

Xu Qingyao was squatting in front of her suitcase rummaging for her pajamas when she turned back to look at Gu Peiran with a blank expression at his words.

"Go to hell!" Jia Xiong had a fiery temper. With his dark face sinking, he directly summoned a long spear and prepared to strike, but Han Ye immediately blocked him.

Before they had taken two steps, however, Han Ye felt a fierce gust of wind approaching from ahead. A pair of glowing eyes slowly emerged in the distant darkness, drawing closer by the degree.

Wang Ke listened quietly to Ye Lan's account, then turned her head to gaze silently at Ye Lan, who sat beside her.

"Though this treasure is formidable, I once heard the Qianhu officer mention that there is only one of its kind. Furthermore, with the ammunition almost entirely depleted on the battlefield, trying to procure another one that knows how to use it is practically impossible," the Elder sighed, speaking beside the old man.

As the box lid slowly opened, the light grew increasingly brilliant, illuminating the originally dark room in a blanket of blue.

Everyone was deeply gloomy, but more unsettling than the gloom was the aura lingering around Tang Chuan.

Looking at the quiet figure in his arms, Shen Shaoyang finally suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Although it would exact a tremendous toll on the body, under the current circumstances, this was the only way to make them stay.

The reason she told Su Yan about meeting Lin Xuan was because Ye Lan felt that some things could never be avoided forever. Two years had passed; Su Yan had to face it eventually.

Seeing them prostrating themselves in total submission, Hanyang could feel that their respect came straight from the heart.