Volume 1, Chapter 23: Full of Motivation

Furthermore, the Divine Shaman had long since issued an order; her departure from the mountains was specifically to carry out the mandates of the Ruling Decree. Indeed, those brought into the Sacred Relics by Liu Bie had no idea how they had offended the people of the Sacred Relics. Now, to see someone kneeling here in worship—ha, could this kneeling man also be a harbinger of misfortune?

Practitioners of the Dao are often eccentric; a mere moment of provocation can drive them to commit murder. One might say this is the world of cultivators, where one must tread with extreme caution. People see only the glamour on the surface, never the sorrow and suffering hidden beneath.

She gritted her teeth in irritation. They say a new official brings a new broom, and Liang Xiaoqi had only just become the police chief when this fire reached her doorstep—not a fire she had set herself, but one others had ignited at her expense.

The two Great Vajras, One-Eyed Blood Wolf and A-Biao, stood to the left and right of the Fire Phoenix’s throne.

After settling the members of the merchant caravan, Yin Yue specifically changed into clean clothes before heading straight to Meng Wuheng’s bedchamber.

Having finished speaking, Nangong Zhi lay down on the straw-covered floor and went to sleep.

Chi Mei could not help but feel dejected and helpless upon hearing this. If that were the case, was she nothing more than whetstone material for Dongbo Xueying?

"As long as I succeed to the throne, I will surely grant Sister He and your wife the justice they deserve!" Zheng Hongji promised solemnly.

The God-Chosen ones at the Yanhuang No. 10 Origin Site who could not participate in the arena battles watched Chen Luo’s repeated "idiotic" behaviors through the arena broadcast.

Seeing Jiang Wuji strike with a palm, Ye Qingqing, terrified that the prophecy might come true, immediately summoned her red umbrella to block the path between them.

That single word, "junior," caused Su Qian to swallow the words already on her lips. She huffed, crossed her arms, and sat down.

Luo Heng saw that Gu Zhizhou’s eyes had returned to normal and, realizing he was no longer obsessing over trifles, stopped the flattery at once.

Real Madrid was already leading 5-1, and with only a dozen minutes left in the match, Celta Vigo had no hope of closing the gap; they could only pray that Real Madrid would score no more.

As it turned out, this response left Tong Yueyan, who had been expecting praise before her phone screen, feeling quite bewildered, even leading her to wonder if the other party was dissatisfied.

Shao continued, "Oh, Auntie, you don’t need to worry. Why do I say this is a good match? The Chu family is well-off, with businesses in Hangzhou and the two Guangs. And this Chu Ping is the only son of their eldest branch. If our Yaoyao goes there, she is destined to be the mistress of the household."

The amount was staggering, enough to make one gasp. He came to ask me what kind of business the Chu family did in Panyu to earn so much.

Chen Luo’s emotions were also stirred; his breath hitched slightly, and his thoughts surged in his mind.

The original purpose of the rules set by Ancestor Hongjun was to prevent a war between Sages that would destroy the Primordial World. However, Fang Yang was not trying to enter the Primordial World, but rather a Great World.

Li Yu-yun agreed with a nod, then sat cross-legged on the ground. As she formed hand seals with both hands, a cyan-white light began to emanate from her body.

"Ah! It seems the top three spots this year will be swept by our three great families again. How unchallenging! Just go through the motions, and if you need to forfeit, do so. Don't end up hurting these lovely children, hahaha!" Lin Chengyang said arrogantly.

"How long will this take? The Demon Emperor will not wait forever," Nan Wuxiang mused.

That day, he had opened the box, been knocked unconscious, and when he woke, he was here. The ship had been sailing for seven or eight days—he could not be sure, as he didn't know if he had been unconscious for two or three days. He now suspected he had been sold.

Su Jiu nodded in satisfaction. He pushed open the window, cast an invisibility spell, and departed.

Xian Ling nodded, transmitted the message back, and then walked out of Su Jiu’s retreat, the door closing slowly behind him.

"Do me a favor, can you give us a ride?" Luo Long asked, looking nervously at the sky.

Tonai evidently noticed this as well; she flushed, let out a cold huff, and, feigning composure, slowly moved away from Yi Le.

After eliminating the traitors and spies within the Council of Elders, Huang Meng sent a telepathic message to the remaining elders, for they were loyal to the clan.

"Hehe! Sister Wulan, do me a favor and don't trouble my cousin for now; your opponent is me," Lu Qi said with a grin.

In just one night, he realized he didn't like Zhao Kexin as much as he thought. Previously, he would have found ways to help her return to Luo Jinsong’s side. It seemed he had only been toying with her from the start; he hadn't truly loved her.

Unconsciously, his eyes grew sore and clouded with a layer of mist, his vision fracturing into a thousand rays of light until even Li Ziqian’s face became increasingly blurred.

McClatchy was the city's supreme commander. Taking him out would certainly bring the greatest reward, whether for military merit or strategic necessity. In short, killing McClatchy would be the perfect melody for this battle.

The guard’s electric barrier had already lifted. Seeing the crowd gathering, Tong Xi timed it perfectly and grabbed Grandma Tong’s arm, rushing to block the car regardless of whether the old woman could keep up, determined to force it to a stop.

Yu Bohui said nothing, his large hand gently patting her back, offering the most powerful comfort in silence.

Suddenly turning back, he looked up, and a terrifying brilliance erupted from his mouth, transforming into a pale blue orb of light that tore through the sky.

"Fine." Shu Xin no longer objected, while Yu Jingyuan, standing to the side, could not get a word in, merely watching the family’s interaction coldly.