Chapter Forty-Six: Shameless Scoundrel, Get Lost Far Away from Me!

Usually pretending to be gentle and delicate, easily manipulated by others, she was in fact the one pulling all the strings from behind the men. Whenever she cried, the original master’s father would grant her every wish without hesitation.

She provided for her maternal family, yet the original master’s father always turned a blind eye. If it weren’t for Wanqiu Sheng’s strong-willed nature and her efforts to fight for herself and her two younger brothers, the three siblings would never have had good food to eat; everything would have been confiscated by this woman and sent back to her maternal home.

“Fine! You go cause a scene! You make a fuss here, and I will—”

Leaders from various factions, including the champion known as the Barbarian Monk, extended numerous olive branches.

He could “see”—a Heavenly Sword hovered above his head. Once it descended, the consequences would be dire: at best, he would become an imbecile; at worst, his will would be shattered, resulting in instant death.

The entire forging furnace was pitch black, resembling cast iron. This material was somewhat similar to the current Azure Dragon Sword.

“There are many, such as the corpses of true dragons, Heavenly Soul Divine Fruit, and Chaos Dragon Blood. However, the owner’s Heavenly Emperor Contribution Points can only purchase relatively cheap items,” the man in white explained.

Meanwhile, within the residence of Prince Chu Tian, a group of retainers had gathered to discuss the startling upheaval in the royal city.

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“Brother, are you still longing for your loved ones in the mortal world? I tell you, brother! Everyone must eventually die…!” Tall and wealthy Gao Daicai, upon hearing Li Cheng’s question, sensed that Li Cheng had yet to come to terms with the fact that he was now a ghost. He hurriedly began to offer comfort.

If he hadn’t been determined to give it his all, he wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to invite an expert in geography, the elderly Professor Chang standing behind him.

“If I had something like this, I’d dare to go out alone to hunt spirit beasts,” Bai San said enviously, eyeing the five disc-shaped magical artifacts displayed on the table.

At this moment, aboard the silver warship commanded by Tie Shangguan, the elite students of the Mixed Origin Academy stood rigidly in place, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Rikka and another took the templates, curiously watching Tsuchimikado Fuyu, eager to learn what to do next.

After they left, Wang Ningxuan emerged from the restroom and dashed back to the gaming arena. He wanted to share what had happened with everyone, but with microphones clipped to their collars, and the risk of being framed, he held back.

To make the competition more thrilling and to truly identify the strongest warrior, the event adopted a point-based system.

At this stage, the phoenix form was the most versatile, capable of integrating various abilities. Wang Lan’s mother, the Flame Emperor, had provided information revealing that Wang Ling once used seven different mimicry transformations during this phase.

Just as they entered space, one hundred and ten jet-black jade carvings reflected in their eyes. A middle-aged man’s hand rested on his back, his gaze vacant yet profoundly fixated, as if drawn by some future time and space.

Later, Princess El would reveal the events in the second dimension, how Wang Lan discovered the suspicious behavior of the paradise bird, and deduced the secret activities occurring in the fifth dimension.

His entire body tingled, his bones refined inch by inch. Even his spiritual roots, bathed in radiant light, sprouted a thread of pure white glow.

The man approached Luo Ming slowly, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

She understood the young man’s painstaking intentions. If she acted rashly, it would only cause him to suffer unjustly.

When Lan Fengyao stepped onto the final wooden plank, the instructor reached out and pulled him up. As soon as he touched the ground, Shi Xiang released his neck, and Lan Fengyao burst into tears.

Even though he could not offer much help while she was busy, he only wished to follow quietly behind her, ready to offer a warm embrace whenever she grew weary.