Chapter 19: The Transfer

Gu Sheng never imagined that after having her professional license revoked, she would still be running around dealing with a honey-trap case involving her ex-boyfriend.

She had truly learned that life was nothing but drama upon drama.

Of course, Zhao Qinglang was a human, albeit one with little conscience; when she said she had no money to go, he transferred the funds quite readily. After all, one must maintain a proper attitude when asking for favors.

But not much, though...

"Isn't the Third Young Master injured? Why is he out?" Those following Mu Qiong were quite shocked.

Hearing Shang Buwei's voice, everyone in the arena quickly turned their heads to look at the projection above the formation disk.

The exam question this time was a bit strange. In the past, something would happen on the first day, or some implicit requirements would be given.

In legends, some Cyclopes could manipulate lightning... This piece of information flashed through Lin Sangbai's mind. Am I destined to be plagued by lightning-wielding freaks for the rest of my life?

These cat shadows each had different expressions, and their forms varied according to the elemental powers they wielded, but in essence, they were parts of the Three-Eyed Cat’s soul, controlled by its primary consciousness.

Bai Hanzi remained motionless. Zhaoxi sighed, lifted her sword, and decided that since Bai Hanzi wanted to atone for his sins, she would grant him his wish.

Zhaoxi was initially bewildered, but then she realized: Shen Fei had never intended to negotiate peace from the very beginning. The Yuan Kingdom had committed evil acts time and again, and by injuring his father the Emperor’s arm, they had indirectly altered his destiny. Between national hatred and family vendettas, how could there ever be peace?

Realizing that the exposure of her dark history was inevitable, Shen Jia, having been thoroughly "tutored" by Li Banxia the night before, simply threw caution to the wind and added more details herself.

Kalifula wore an exquisitely designed gown that perfectly clung to her graceful figure. The long white skirt featured thousands of pleats, blooming like a multitude of flowers. Adorned with delicate hair accessories, she displayed a rare, cold, and noble temperament.

He and Li Banxia were now in the queue at the registration office for the Holy Light branch. Because his Holy Light was still weak and had not yet leveled up or taken a fixed form, this line was the longest "newbie village" queue in the entire Holy Light division.

In just a short moment, she looked exactly like the Jade Belt Fairy. It was impossible to tell why Master Lan Ya had suddenly made a call at this critical juncture.

I was so angry I raised my hand, wanting to beat him to death, but Hu Chenyuan caught my wrist and pulled me straight into his arms.

The poison cloud was so thick that even the golden flames of the Blood-Burning Finger could not immediately burn through it.

His face was long, a typical "horse face." When he wasn't smiling, he gave people an intense sense of oppression characteristic of someone in a position of power.

Gu Huaxi stood before the carriage. The curtain was not drawn; Lady Wu was supposed to be inside, and on the other side was Gu Huaxi's brother. The two of them guarded the carriage, looking exceptionally tense.

Hu Chenyuan held my hand, gave me a reassuring look, and then turned to Professor Yuan Tianqi, "Professor Yuan, we just captured one of the zombies and tested the genes on its body."

After seeing their combat capabilities, Jiang Sheng was now even more curious about how they managed to sustain the use of such abilities.

The chaos energy here was too violent; even though he was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he couldn't hope to refine it.

The Tianwu Dynasty was the most expansive, most populous, and most militarily prosperous among the many dynasties, with the strongest power. Since the three Zhou brothers were martial arts seeds cultivated by them, it was only natural for them to possess such strength.

He could only stare intently at Li Chenghuan—"Leader Li, even though we are not gay, surely you can see the sincerity in my eyes as I desperately want to perish with this monster, right?"

"Gan Laosi, is Ouyang Ba your deputy leader? Is he the mastermind behind the death of my master, Abbess Yinqiu?" Lian Yuncheng asked loudly, his voice calm yet firm.

Qin Rou was both shy and anxious, her pretty face buried low, too embarrassed to do anything but stare at her own toes.