I don’t remember.

The monkey crouched on a tree at the edge of the jungle, observing the open ground across from him. I climbed a towering tree over twenty meters high, perched at the top to snipe at the pursuers behind me through the gaps in the foliage. After firing the M200 equipped with a suppressor, they couldn't locate my position at all.

Of course, perhaps a few well-informed spectators could make sense of the situation. But they were rare; the vast majority were utterly bewildered.

At this moment, several Dongling Guards who had been seated inside the government office exchanged knowing looks, rose, and quietly pushed open the door to leave.

Next up was the Blue Lantern. Convincing the temperamental Blue Lantern was neither easy nor simple—it entirely depended on the mood of the demon immortal.

"These Godzillas hatched from eggs laid fifteen years ago!" Stone suddenly appeared again to explain.

Su Yuan glanced over and quickly analyzed their condition. It wasn't a case of withered old age caused by concealed bodily energy but genuine desiccation and decay. This body had lost all sense of life—it was already dead, surviving only by the soul's possession.

"What’s happening?!" Tazmi instinctively stepped on the accelerator. The bumper car suddenly spun sideways in midair at over ten thousand revolutions per minute, stirring energy and wind currents, unleashing a fierce storm that tore through the hundreds of kilometers around, pulling all the contestants into its vortex.

"All permissions are viewable... What have Su Yuan and the others done?" Yong set down his teacup and studied the situation carefully.

"Zhong Guoren isn’t just outstanding himself; he’s a master at training disciples. Both his apprentices are exceptional. After the Buddha Jump Sniper, the legacy continues," said an elder with streaks of white hair in the judges’ seats, watching the match between Wang Yue and Zhong Gongyu.

“Tang Shaomiao praised him,” Fang He smiled. This man was humble yet shrewd—appearing arrogant, but with a meticulous heart.

White Ape heard that Shen Qiuluo and the others were going after the Nine-Twists Spirit Ginseng and shook his head. When his master once sought that thing, it took considerable effort. Could these mere underlings manage it?

Bai Ze sighed deeply. The earlier influx of information had been overwhelming and disorderly, far too much to process comfortably.

After training Shen Xuyang and the others, Shen Qiuluo immediately sought out the current family head, requesting Shen Rouqing and Shen Xian be withdrawn from this list. Her decision left the family head baffled.

Tang Nuannuan looked up at the sky; dawn had fully broken, meaning she had slept through the entire night.

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One cannot deny the greatness of maternal love. Zhou Cuiyu, beaten nearly to dust by chains, still clutched her child tightly, repeatedly chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

After leaving the courtyard, Li Yue and Xiao Jinnian watched the person lying on the ground, eyes narrowing cautiously.

Zhang Sanyi struggled to climb upward again. Finally, he made it to the first step, only to tumble down, then laboriously climb back up once more.

This man had a decent reputation among the major sects. As the only son of a sect elder, his cultivation was not low. Having him accompany Shen Rouqing was somewhat reassuring. Just as he was about to return to find Shen Qiuluo, a sharp rebuke reached his ears.

However, according to Lu Yu’s knowledge, Uncle Long’s films were nothing perilous—just ordinary kung fu movies without dangerous scenes.

Tang’s parents were at a loss for words. Tang’s father looked at Tang Liyue, then at Tang Nuannuan, deep in thought.

The student in question had already received appropriate criticism and punishment, serving as a warning to others against such pranks.

Lin Chen smiled and turned to swim toward Xia Miaoyan. She had initially intended to check on the situation but, seeing all was well, did not come over.

Since falling into the sea yesterday, not only had Mu Xiaoyan fallen ill, but Elisa had developed a severe cold. Because she had been negligent in caring for Mu Xiaoyan, Huangfu Xijue was furious and punished her by forbidding her to eat for a day.

The journey of five hundred li was neither too far nor too close, and with night already falling upon the trio’s arrival at the edge of the formation, darkness had fully descended.

From afar, the crowd was fearful. This Su Shen was truly terrifying; even the prodigies under the Chan Sect could not suppress him.

Early in the morning, upon hearing that Gu Qingcheng had come to Jiangzhou and was in the hospital, Qin Yexinyi grew uneasy. After much hesitation at the Qin estate, she finally rushed to the hospital.

If the parties involved did not pursue the matter, Mona’s case could be forgiven. The staff exchanged glances, awaiting Han Bofei’s final decision.

As soon as they heard Fu Yixiao had a new home, the group of maids led by Yuan Xiaoxiao began clamoring, "We must go! We must go!"

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When Captain He reached this point, combined with what Lin Chen had said, many present suddenly realized the truth.

As time passed, those four hundred never spoke of playing tricks, so Su Qingyu was equally unaware that this mountain already buried hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Ga Ze soldiers. Truth be told, calling it Ghost Mountain was not an exaggeration.

My family’s member was incomparable to the common and vulgar. You want to ask me where the ancient painting is hidden? Now, Feng Qi barely clings to half a life. As for me, Zhang San, I have no regrets. The secrets in the painting, the underground palace, our escape—all of it I will never speak of. Do as you will and handle it completely.

Yang Yan would never refuse, following Wang Xue like a loyal husky, step by step.

"Speaking of jade, I still remember what happened last time. Especially that person’s refusal to accept it. So, how do you plan to deal with this?" Li Hao put his arm around Zhou Ruotong’s waist, preventing her from dodging here and there.

In a flicker between reality and illusion, that fellow… Lin Yu and Lu Lingmeng needed no communication; they charged forward, swords dancing. Though it was his first time wielding another’s sword, he was not clumsy. It was as if the blade had been his companion for years.

A phantom swept past those around him. He and Ye Xian were no match, especially with Chu Qiutong still in their hands.

Lu Feng placed his hand against the formation’s wall, golden light flickering. The entire formation wall turned a radiant gold. Then, countless golden needles began to materialize within the array, all formed by true essence manipulating the profound secrets of gold.

Forget it, the ice-fire gu’s effect was quite good… Lin Yu did one good deed before dying.

With a muffled bang, the mysterious ice armor on Cheng Tian’s chest shattered bit by bit. The last vestige of sword energy struck his golden flesh, leaving a white mark before dissipating entirely.

"Big sister, we’re back!" Li Shan stepped through the door carrying a fresh fish, planning for his sister to cook it for lunch. The leftovers would be packed into bamboo baskets after the meal, loaded onto an ox cart in the afternoon, and sold at the market ten miles away in Tai’e Town.