Volume 1, Chapter 21: The Seven-Orificed Exquisite Stainless Steel Heart

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The man was still angry that Gu Jinyan had pushed him away. In the next second, seeing that Gu Jinyan was truly retching, he panicked. There was nothing in Gu Jinyan’s stomach, so it was merely dry heaving; his face was flushed a deep red, while his lips were pale and chapped. The veins on his forehead bulged, and a fine layer of sweat was visibly breaking out. The man hurriedly stepped forward to support Gu Jinyan. "Old Gu, what's wrong? Don't scare me like this!" Gu Jinyan waved his hand, but he was retching so violently he couldn't straighten his back, let alone speak. As the man held him, flustered and at a loss, he looked back and saw Jiang Chenyu standing to the side without reacting, which instantly enraged him. "Your boss is practically dying..."

Lin Ying was truly speechless. He hadn't expected that after all the talking Lin Huo had done, he just wanted him to cultivate such a genius singer.

This was the first time the two of them had come to the Bashu region for a vacation. Without anyone familiar to act as a guide, they simply hailed a taxi and asked the driver to show them around.

As for Zhang Shiping, one of the few humans she could converse with, Wuluo remained relatively tolerant. She did not use her divine power to forcibly oppress him, offering only a mild word of advice.

Wang Chong was a man who understood the situation well. He was clear about one thing: he knew Xinwen refused to come down for dinner because he was there.

However, unlike last time, Mu Yue clearly sensed upon entering that the security around the perimeter of the castle had been raised to a higher level.

Thinking back to the arrogant, pretentious remarks Jing Wuming had made while looking down on Ye Xian, A-Fei couldn't help but laugh.

Following the hints on the map provided by the mission card, Li Shenxing and Hyo-ri found their destination ten minutes later—a DIY craft workshop called "Traveling Together."

Unexpectedly, Xu Jingzong showed no reaction. He calmly folded the imperial decree in his hand, frowned slightly, and slowly spoke.

After discussing the dinner invitation, Jiang Baiying actually had one more thing she hadn't mentioned: she was going abroad for her studies in the second half of the year.

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Sha Dutian laughed, "Old brother, if you’re afraid to go, just say so. Where do all these twisted excuses come from? Hahaha." Sha Dutian gave Mo Jinyang no face at all, leaving the latter so deeply distressed he wished he could throttle him.

However, he didn't intend to drag it out for long; the later Tao Ying found out, the higher the success rate of this matter would be.

"If Lü Bu gains the direct ability to confront Yuan Shu by then, we will no longer have any reason to exist," Mi Zhu said, analyzing the situation for Liu Bei.

"Black Fiend, you go too far! I shall go to the Sect Master to seek justice." "No need, I am here." "What? The Sect Master is here!" Everyone looked toward the voice, and sure enough, Bai Yu stood there with two disciples.

Actually, Song Zhiyi really wanted to ask what type she was, but she didn't ask in the end. Instead, she put her phone in her pocket and focused on the competition.

Fortunately, the path up the mountain had long been cleared by the locals; otherwise, relying on the two of them alone, climbing to the summit would not have been a quick task.

A shark born in the 17th century—at that time, England was busy with the Glorious Revolution, and as for what Kangxi was doing, he didn't know; it wasn't taught in history class.

"Hey, look over there, it seems there is a path," Ge Yin Yunshang said, pointing not far away. Everyone’s attention had been on the hoof prints, and they hadn't paid much attention to the surroundings. Ge Yin Yunshang had been observing her surroundings for security and had unexpectedly discovered a path.

The identification result was that the true function of this short blade was not "suppressing super-regeneration," but "anti-psionics."

"I'll walk you to the dormitory." The scene of Lin Miao in danger was deeply etched in Luo Yan’s mind. As long as he was able, he didn't want her to walk home alone at night.

Only then did Jun Xu stop his movements, his eyes sweeping sharply toward Xiao Ran, as if daring him to say it again.

With a crash, the view before them was in shambles. The people kneeling below held their breath, not daring to let out a single sound.

"Go!" Zhang Yang roared, immediately retracting his submachine gun to quickly change the magazine.

The shadow guards beside him didn't show much surprise; wiping out a mere martial arts sect was incredibly simple.

The general of the Chi Kingdom was named Yuan Hu. Don't let the name fool you; he was actually a very famous general. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been given the task of escorting the Crown Prince here. Clearly, this general’s strength was formidable.

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In the Wei family’s impression, such a lonely silhouette did not seem rare, because sports were a world where the winner takes all. When you succeed, ten thousand people cheer and hail you as king; when you fail, ten thousand people revile you and treat you as a thief.

The Fourth Prince was also in the spotlight. If the Empress showed even a hint of support for him, he would surely be in danger.

Because of the previous lesson, Lin Miao handed Luo Jiao over to Elder Luo and brought her son to the Luo Corporation alone.

"I wonder what the Heavenly Sovereign Dharma Image of Beigong Xuanguan is. Could it be a companion spirit beast from beside the spirit spring?" Gao Ping asked, communicating via mental energy with the White Dragon King.

She learned that the army of the Swadis Kingdom had disguised itself as a mercenary group to raise funds, attacking demi-human villages and selling them as slaves to the Rida Kingdom. Mu Guang had already learned that they had begun their operations.

Even the Ge family, a family of alchemists, could provide some high-grade Mysterious-tier wine recipes, but very few people were capable of brewing them.

Ron looked at the wand in front of him, then at Nix, not daring to make a move. He kept his mouth shut and walked to the side. Seeing this, Nix also put away his wand.

The intensity of the Jamato fluctuated greatly. The ones that appeared this time were only Level 2; even though they were numerous and had the ability to resurrect, they could not withstand the repeated encirclement and suppression by the Riders.

Luo Feng sat on the stone bench at the edge, watching the calm water. His face carried a sense of helplessness and hesitation, as if he had words he wanted to say but stopped himself.

The next day, Filch didn't look for Nix. He could still cast spells; after resting, his magic power had recovered, though it was pitifully low—a few flickers of light were all he could manage.

The other party hadn't explicitly stated their identity, yet the Empress Dowager had made her response so firm.

"As long as it's useful, if the power isn't enough, you can make up for it with quantity." Ren Tingting switched to bullets treated with blood, and A-Wei followed her example.

Those Cobras were truly incredible; they had managed to bury that nuclear bomb a hundred meters underground, right beneath the ancient castle. No one knew how they had managed that.