Volume 1, Chapter 21: You Are Beautiful and Kind-Hearted; Everyone Loves You

At this moment, the audience, following the camera’s view, clearly saw the surroundings. Upon seeing the scene around them, their hearts, like An Changqiu’s, instantly darkened.

Returning to the villa, Li Hao handed over the collected vegetables and meat to Chen Yuling, asking her to prepare the meal.

Under these circumstances, Mo Yingxiong rode his warhorse back to the Heroes’ Valley stronghold, taking quite some time to arrive.

Qi Ran was naturally the happiest; with his poor health, he couldn’t travel back and forth, and Gu Jingchen’s condition was unstable. Since they were all in Jiangzhou, meeting up became much easier.

No one noticed Qiu Peirou’s unusual behavior. Everyone turned in surprise toward Jiang Baoqing, who had suddenly spoken.

As the phantom of the great sword surged forth, the entire sky above the Spirit Fortress seemed to transform into a vast ocean of crimson divine power. The majestic red energy swept outward, forming waves of red ripples that spread in all directions.

They had painstakingly defeated this mythic-level boss just to obtain mythic-level equipment for him, only to be told it wasn’t the archer’s gear? What was going on?

An Changqiu thought for a moment and then asked if there were any photos. If so, upon seeing the other party, he could recognize them, and having a name would make it easier to call them later.

After leaving the dining hall, An Changqiu put his glasses back on. Shortly afterward, he took a car to a recording studio.

Hearing the old master Guo’s reply, Yang Sanan and the others breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, the old master Guo would never miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Meanwhile, as Chen Fengyun and two Nascent Soul experts prepared to venture into the Endless Abyss, the distant Demon Extermination City was bustling like a boiling pot. In a short time, Chen Fengyun’s ranking had soared from outside the top one hundred directly into the top ten, now standing sixth.

“What... what’s going on?” Beigong Qing stared in disbelief at the scene before him, confused as to why they stood still and took his palm strike.

I am a severe procrastinator; the strange whimpering sounds were mercilessly pushed aside from my mind.

I knew I couldn’t stay here long. My stomach hurt, and my tooth ached in tandem. Now, dizziness and blurred vision overwhelmed me.

***

Su Ziheng first sought out the craftsmen at the artisan workshop, planning to cast movable type characters from copper and lead. Compared to the water-damaged wooden types, Su Ziheng preferred the durability of metal types.

Originally as black as ink, the stone wall’s color lightened as the crowd conversed.

Except for the flying sword and the Sun and Moon Twin Wheels, which Chen Fengyun had been using and were elevated to the high Earth-level, all his other magical treasures were upgraded to mid Earth-level, further enhancing his overall strength.

She didn’t care how many people died; in fact, she found the sudden mass death somewhat thrilling. But what worried her was whether Lu Ye was among the casualties.

In recent days, Tang Qixie had been inseparable from Tang Moyun, making it impossible for her to find a moment alone with Tang Moyun.

Though the style of the hat clashed somewhat with her appearance and personality, some were amazed that beneath her pure looks lived a heart wild with hip-hop spirit.

Ten silver flying swords, infused with the blood of the Yellow Sand, caused the green veins on the blades to glow brightly.

“What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?” Yu Tian asked the Black King of Hell with puzzlement.

“This... how did he do it? That pauper.” Zhang Fan was dumbfounded, staring incredulously at Ye Feng. Especially when he saw his beautiful cousin Yang Yutong’s admiring and even affectionate gaze toward Ye Feng, a heavy melancholy settled in his heart, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

Watching Zhao Fan and the other disappear, Qi Ling’s face darkened, and his body trembled slightly.

Finally, a red light appeared on my left hand. I was about to control its power when it shot out by itself, emitting a crescent-shaped beam toward the bamboo forest ahead. I didn’t know what it struck before vanishing.

“You’re utterly unreasonable! These ancient treasures on the ground are for all who see them. How dare you gang up on just the two of us!” Hui Jing’s face turned iron-cold as she shouted.

Taking out a communication talisman to notify Su Qingwu to enter the Jade Palace on Snow Island from the Sinking Fish Valley, he hadn’t sent it when his expression suddenly stiffened, looking strangely odd.

“Hehe, not too many, not too few. Master, just tell me how many you want,” Su Ye said slyly, refusing to disclose how much ancient rock iron tree he had acquired.

***

Centered around Zhao Fan, the Tian Gang list’s top position, his status was no longer the same as before; he was truly the outstanding student of the Zhenwu Saint Academy.

Yet, under Yu Lingtian’s banner and out of respect for Yu Lingtian and Third Prince Zhao Ren, Zhao Fan refrained from killing the young man. Still, he faced harsh questioning from that youth’s comrades. No matter how merciful Zhao Fan was, or how lenient his approach, in their eyes, he was in the wrong.

“This…” Potian Yi hesitated, clearly realizing that compared to verbal sparring, he was no match for Lin Xiangnan.

The ancient divine race and totemic tribe bloodlines were never mentioned, as if no one knew—a baffling and tragic mystery.

The death rate among old troops in the secret realm was so high that many clans refused to participate. Those who did only sent minor players or mercenaries. The Jiang clan was one of the few going all out.

At this rate, he feared he couldn’t hold out much longer. However, Lin Feng, having faced countless life-and-death crises, was inspired under such pressure. As he activated his body refinement technique, it had great effect, much to his delight.

One by one, they shot like rainbows, tearing through the void toward the Asura Bamboo Sea, only to be blocked by invisible barriers.

However, what he was watching was that from the time they disembarked after the match until now, none of them had seen Wang Mouren.

“Yes, that’s a good idea. I think he’ll be in prison for at least thirty years,” Ye Lan smiled.

That Che Yaodong seemed to have ignited real flames. Within the fireball, molten lava roiled fiercely, intensely hot. The golden giant hammer struck the void with every blow, causing it to tremble. Fire and hammer together stirred the crowd’s emotions.

The three sisters each had distinct features, with excellent figures and faces, rivaling the beauty of blooming flowers and bright moons. Liang Ge was so captivated he felt his soul might fly away.