Volume 1, Chapter 34: Visitors from the Imperial Capital, Bearing Ill Will

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Was Gu Ren truly at a loss, or did he come out ahead? Furthermore, the engagement between Jian Ai and Hao Zhong was decreed by Jehovah and Emperor Hao; could Hao Zhong really just dissolve it on a whim?

These militants were well-trained and heavily equipped. Compared to these disciplined soldiers, the gunmen of the Corleone family were utterly defenseless, suffering more than fifty percent casualties in just a few days.

Every author who saw this post felt a stinging sensation on their cheeks—it was a textbook case of losing both the wife and the soldiers.

Yet, having witnessed the power of the Corleone family, these terrified gang leaders could only force a smile and take their seats.

Wei Shuo leaned against the carriage, his face grim and his heart filled with anxiety; he wished he could fly to Mount Lao in a single stride.

In the dead of night, Li Shou, the General Conquering the East for Cheng Han, sat alone in his tent, sighing to himself. Ordered by his cousin Li Xiong to lead the campaign against Chouchi, he had suffered a crushing defeat of his vanguard before the expedition had even truly begun.

This event was even more unbelievable than the earlier incident in the Ghost Realm. The Ghost Realm had been breached by force, but this time, in the Dao Sect, the Holy Lord had been slain without a sound.

Just as Gu Ren reached out to touch the exquisite wind chime, the surrounding scene shifted dramatically—the chime transformed into a Golden Roc.

"Brother Zhao, listen to that—the coronation ceremony is ruined." There was a hint of mockery in Li Xuanqi’s tone.

How could this be! Even Xu Kang, widely recognized as the strongest in the group, didn't receive a perfect score. Yet, this perfect score went to Yang Hua, whom they had all looked down upon?

She had come to the Gu family for the New Year, partly out of curiosity and partly to spend the holiday with Xiaxia, Leng Yuan, and the others, disregarding all formalities.

Metal condensed from spiritual energy is incomparable to ordinary, impurity-filled metal. The hardness of pure metallic spiritual energy is sufficient to rival the strongest alloys in this world.

Fortunately, Luo Mingling’s intuition was sound; otherwise, it would have been impossible to pinpoint his location based on a single sound. Even so, it took her several breaths to discern his position, and several more to fly to the cave over a hundred meters high to retrieve Feng Xie. Thus, she was unable to spirit Feng Xie away before those two arrived.

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There was naturally no problem with his own son, and the number of disciples entering the second level had been increasing by a few each year for decades.

"Feng Xie, you are truly incredible. But if you had this ability, why didn't you say so earlier? You made me suffer for a whole year. If I had lost this weight two years ago, Shen Xiao and I wouldn't have broken up back then..." The fatty grinned; though he was grumbling, his face was beaming.

"I obey the organization's arrangements." Zhang Zhenglin took another sip of tea. Although his expression was calm, his hands trembled slightly, showing his deep discomfort.

Gong Sichen had appeared at some point and walked down, embracing Yan Xiaxia from behind, his hands resting naturally on her abdomen.

Looking into his earnest eyes, Yan Xiaxia easily found a sense of steady strength.

But no matter how powerful you are, can you be greater than Hell or the Heavenly Court? If you're so formidable, try dragging Pleasant Goat out for a cup of tea!

For a moment, the Alchemy Elder’s heart surged with emotions as he gazed pleadingly at Wu Shuitian.

Lin Yi walked into the coffee shop, went to the counter, studied the product pictures, and ordered a large banana split, which featured several flavors of ice cream.

After tidying up the guest room, Lin Yi carried Lin Yoona over, covered her with a new quilt, turned off the lights, and stepped out, closing the door behind him.

"That day, you wore a braid on one side, and a lilac flower had fallen into your hair, right here." He raised a finger to his own temple.

Cheng Xiao was currently expanding his divine sense, carefully sensing the universe he was in. The same solar system, the same Earth, just as it was when he first arrived—everything felt so familiar, yet slightly alien.

Above the steps sat a high platform, wreathed in mist with golden lotuses springing from the ground. In the center of the platform stood an incredibly luxurious throne, flanked by a screen made of seven types of feathers, including phoenix, crane, and peacock plumes.

Li Shunshui gathered her thoughts, her gaze finally drifting away from the pot of larkspur. She had told him the flower's language suited him, and for some reason, her heart began to race.

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This was a figure ordinary people couldn't even imagine, yet this man, only two months older than him, already possessed such wealth?

The person manipulating things from the shadows vomited blood; losing an Extreme Emperor Weapon was an utterly unbearable blow.

Qi Lin sighed and continued, "Leona, you are now the sole decision-maker for Leiyang. Every move you make concerns the future of Leiyang. As a ruler, you must never be arrogant, regardless of the circumstances. Even if you truly are the strongest, you cannot rest on your laurels."

Arriving at the restroom, Lin Yi splashed cold water on his face, and the throbbing in his head began to subside.

Having been reborn, how could Yun Ling not know about the live-streaming events? In fact, he had anticipated that all activities in the Sequence War would be broadcast live.

"Do you need help?" Barry asked, though he already assumed the answer would be no.

"Mr. Gill, apologize to Mr. Zheng immediately! He is my most distinguished guest. You have offended him, which means you have offended me. If you do not apologize, please leave my party at once!" Aimie immediately spoke in a stern voice to the man who had just scrambled to his feet.

As if responding to their yearning, the silver dimensional energy churned, and a dark figure leaped out from within.

Take the current situation of this world, for example. Lin Qi hadn't done anything earth-shattering, nor had he deliberately tried to change the plot, yet the butterfly effect had occurred inevitably.

After upgrading to a Tier 5 Legion, the most significant change was that the number of deputy legion commanders increased from three to ten, and these deputies could also serve as commanders of other legions.

Of course, what Feng Xue summoned was not Tiamat; it was merely the Five-Headed Dragon, a fusion of dragon-type monsters with Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, and Dark attributes from the Monster Spirit deck. While it possessed the special effect of annihilating those five elements, it was essentially just a spirit.