Volume One, Chapter 32: He Loved Her, But What Exactly Did He Love About Her?

However, during this process, the reshaped physical body is far less powerful than the original one. Therefore, when ascending, the body is destroyed, and one's actual strength is significantly diminished.

"You son of a bitch, you're the one who helped me make the slingshot. Don't go splashing dirty water on me; you're the one who taught me how to hunt birds," Li Sheng protested, squatting at the bottom of the stairs while munching on his meal.

"If you're going to marry someone, just marry yours truly!" Qianlong said while continuing to employ his methods.

Chen Fusheng felt a massive headache coming on, gritting his teeth. He hadn't expected to encounter a madman even more willing to see everyone perish together than himself.

At this point, it is necessary to provide a brief account of the events that transpired at Chuangge Chemical Co., Ltd. over the past year.

"You wanted me to abandon the capital, so I withdrew without leaving any room for negotiation. You asked me to come to the capital for a talk, and I came immediately. I am not some imprisoned criminal; I do what you tell me to do. But if you push things too far, don't blame me for acting ruthlessly," Xiao Fan sneered.

Chen Ergou could only submit to the pressure. Since he lived under her roof and ate her food, he had no room to object to anything the landlady demanded, except for her insistence that he sacrifice his dignity and offer himself to her—that, he would never agree to, even if it killed him.

Tan Tai was still hesitating. It was not yet dark; if he withdrew now and the Zheng family army stationed outside the city suddenly launched an attack, wouldn't the losses be even greater? He secretly made up his mind to withdraw once it grew dark.

Intermittent gunfire rang out. Lin Fan's body moved like a phantom amidst the sea waves, kicking several pirates who kept firing directly into the sea, terrifying the others into silence.

Hearing the discussions around him, Xiong Ba was suddenly furious. He had spent a huge sum of money to trade for many demon crystals from other factions, finally gathering one million of them, only to rush over and find that someone else had snatched them first.

His son finished the middle school entrance exams with excellent results and was guaranteed admission to a key high school. Wang Manli was so delighted she didn't know what to do with herself; like Xianglin's Wife, she would corner anyone she met to boast about how outstanding and promising her son was.

If it weren't for their leader, Beichen Meng, giving them several pieces of top-tier equipment, these two college students would likely have ranked even lower, and it's uncertain if they would have even made the top 100,000.

"In your dreams!" Jian Wuhen stomped his foot. "Brothers of the Victor’s Rule, kill them for me!" Jian Wuhen was indeed a man of decisive action; he took the lead and charged directly at Fenghuo's team. He went straight for Fenghuo Liancheng, determined to slay him.

The fatty hurriedly leaped back a few feet, exclaiming in shock, "Good heavens, Boss, this guy is tough as nails." He shook his burning, painful palm, and looking down, he saw that the edge of his hand looked as if it had been branded by a hot iron, turning bright red. He couldn't help but gasp.

Lately, there have been rumors in the pugilistic world that the people from the Far North Wasteland are colluding with the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect has even acknowledged it. It is said that there is a contract between the Far North Wasteland and the Demon Sect: if they can bring the entire martial arts world under their control, the Demon Sect and the Far North Wasteland will stand on equal footing in the future.

Just then, Erbao jumped up, grabbed the man's neck, and jerked him backward, sending him crashing to the ground. Erbao didn't have it easy either; he rolled on the ground in a disheveled mess before tangling with the man again.

As the saying goes, a man doesn't shed tears easily, only when he has reached the depths of sorrow. Presumably, any man who wants to achieve something great would feel deeply saddened to discover that his legs were crippled.

He glanced at the chessboard placed to the side, set it up neatly, handed the black pieces to Ao Zhen, and then hugged the white pieces, smiling at Ao Zhen with a foolish expression.

Looking up, the tree branches swayed gently in the soft sunlight. She suddenly realized: could it be that this dense bush couldn't save us?

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Great Dao was reliable. Seeing that his energy was exhausted and Lu Chuan was about to face a dire crisis, the Great Dao timely infused him with a vast amount of spiritual power.

"We haven't considered having a little brother for you, and we won't in the future. Why would you suddenly say such a thing?" Bai Hui sat down opposite him, thinking that he actually quite enjoyed his job as the dean.

If any food source failed to provide enough prey, then unfortunately, you would have to use your own tribesmen as a substitute.

Yin Yin swallowed hard and hurriedly intervened, "No, wait! Let me explain!" She then signaled to the man with her eyes, but the man didn't pick up on it at all and remained silent.

Inside the temple, the Tauren of the Black Bull Horn tribe were breaking off their own horns and carving wounds into their bodies to purge the potent poison from their systems.

"I'm sorry, Elder. Let's gather again in the future." Lu Xuan saluted Dong Chengquan and returned at twice the speed. His body had already been cleansed twice, so more strenuous exercise was acceptable.

Seeing that Yali did not reject him, Qian Cheng let his head droop onto Yali's shoulder, snickering to himself. As expected, Yali still cared for him.

With nothing else to do, Yin Yin climbed up and checked the time; it was already two in the afternoon. She guessed that training had already started downstairs and suddenly wondered if the Insect Master was there too.

Lin Jiaruo thought about the personality of the elder Mrs. Xu; if she wouldn't even come herself, why would she ask Wu Yuelou to help?

Mu Qingya finally understood. Bai Jie was just being wishful, forcibly projecting love onto Shen Mo.