39 Paternal Love (Third Update)

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Ning Ruxi watched as the hulking brute Qin Botian was instantly brought down. He was suddenly struck by the realization that his survival until now in the presence of this man and the tiger was nothing short of a miracle.

"Zhang Qian wasn't burned, so why does he need plastic surgery?" Yue Ming still couldn't fathom it.

The White Tiger cherished its fur above all else, yet Helan Yao was intent on peeling it off. What unsettled the tiger even more were her words. Was its blood to be boiled dry? It could faintly smell the scent of singed fur rising from its own coat.

The doctor once said this child must be raised delicately, but she has always put my mind at ease. I believe she will grow up to be a strong young woman, cherished by everyone, and will eventually find someone she loves.

Wei Yonglan’s face flushed red at her words. Realizing she had lost her composure, she took a few deep breaths to suppress her anger before snapping a question at Yun Qixi.

Before he could make sense of the situation, the sound of footsteps reached his ears. Looking up, he saw seven or eight sturdy men in raincoats, wielding iron shovels, walking toward them and arriving in an instant.

As soon as the two sat down, servants brought tea. Mao Le-yan lifted the cup and took a sip; it was merely coarse tea, utterly uncouth compared to what was served at Prince Qing’s mansion.

Yan Xiluo knocked on the door with a complex heart. To his surprise, the door was unlatched and swung open at his touch.

Prince Qing was stunned. "Why punish him?" Dark rooms only existed in the quarters of the Dowager Concubine, the Princess Consort, and the secondary consorts, and they had never been used—they were merely meant to intimidate the servants. To be locked in a dark room, one had to have committed an unforgivable crime.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Mao Le-yan raised her hand, and the sharp dagger pressed slightly deeper, drawing a thin line of bright red blood. Ling'er let out a sharp scream of terror.

Mutants in the Marvel world, marginalized by mainstream society, had developed certain counter-cultural lifestyles to express their individuality, such as tattoos.

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The Earth-Shaking Tiger, likely guided by Wang Feng, utilized a special technique to unify its internal and external states, granting its internal organs the same level of defense as its skin. It withstood the onslaught of over a hundred shadow-pursuers and successfully cleared the challenge.

Hearing that something was happening outside, Lin Tao stopped playing and Wu Xin ceased his meditation. The three of them emerged together to see a deep trench in the distance, starting not far from the war chariot and leading toward the Spirit Gathering Array.

"Ha, what a joke. It was clearly a consensual deal, and now that you want to back out, you claim we forced you to sell?" He An sneered. In the territory of Yanjing, there was truly no one he feared; what did it matter if the other party was a market magistrate?

Originally whispering at a very close distance, Zhou Mo suddenly looked up at Derek after hearing this. He hadn't expected that this police chief, who would cover for his subordinates illegally breaking into a brothel, actually had a bottom line. His efforts had to be proportional to his gains. Far from a tyrant, he was simply a cunning merchant.

As for why Shen Qing felt the voice didn't match, it was because Xun Yi’s cultivation was too shallow to truly manifest everything within the wondrous realm. Furthermore, he had always spoken to Shen Qing with calm composure in the past, whereas this time he had been shouting from beginning to end; it was no wonder she concluded it wasn't his voice.

However, compared to others, there weren't many opponents left in the world that he worried about. His only concern was that his plan might be ruined, ultimately causing the Martial Realm Gate mission to fail.

Hu Jun was also secretly shocked. He hadn't expected this Wu Feng to be six years younger than him. He had assumed that even if the man wasn't very old, he should at least be over a hundred, given that his appearance looked much older than his own—around thirty. He never imagined he was only seventy-four.

"You... you say your father is a divine beast?" Shui Tianlan felt she was stuttering from shock.

Shen Qing gazed at the horizon for a long time before whispering, "I really want you to accompany me to the Barren Snowy Wilds." With that, she took him and flew toward the General Headquarters of the Law Enforcement Guards.

The three stood in a row, possessing an aura of "one man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot enter"—or perhaps "three men guarding the pass" was more appropriate.

After Tang Yan finished cleaning up the dishes, she took a shower and went to sleep. A month passed just like that, and Tianci and Tang Yan came to the shop. The month had been very uneventful, with nothing happening at all. The three of them ran the shop every day, but few customers came, and they were all handled by Tang Yan and Old Xiang.

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"Ciyun, have you decided what position to arrange for me tomorrow?" Shang Lin asked with a nod, then picked up a piece of yellow croaker to feed the cat that had returned.

The King of Ghouls and Demons, after all, felt for his son. After Ni Sha knelt for three consecutive days, he told him to go to the Valley of Phantoms and Illusions to retrieve the ten-thousand-year-old ancient jade guarded by demonic beasts. The valley could almost be called the hell of the underworld; no one had ever returned from there alive. In saying this, the King of Ghouls and Demons was merely hoping to make Ni Sha back down.

At this moment, the arena was exceptionally quiet. Everyone watched Ye Sichen, who had already secured victory. Someone led the applause, and thunderous clapping immediately erupted. These arrogant, high-ranking officials, at least in that moment, followed their true inclinations, and many regretted not having placed their bets on Ye Sichen.

Ning Caichen hurriedly embraced Jin Jian, only to see a ghost reaching out to grab him. He closed his eyes in fear, yet he felt no grasp.

Gong Qianzhu and Yun Luo pulled the reluctant Huo Feng to their seats; only Yan Ruyu remained in place.

Yuan Hong sighed. "Alright, let's go up and talk about it." She knew Chen Tianyi’s temper; if he started acting up, there would be no stopping him.

"This private room was prepared by President Jin for us friends," Xing Feng said with a hint of pride. The implication was that he was a friend of Jin Yan’s father.

When that person lightly tapped his shoulder, Zhou Jin turned slightly to look at that smiling, beautiful face.

Never had she been treated this way. She tried to circulate the true energy within her body, but the seal Bai Nanzhi had placed upon her was too tyrannical; she found herself completely unable to break through.