Volume One, Chapter 22: A Wish?

During this period, not only were emoji functions added, but features for "Portraits" and "Signatures"—as the names imply, avatar pictures and personalized status messages—were also implemented.

Of course, Baal’s objective was never to kill He Zhi and his companions. Had it been, it could have simply appeared before them the moment they entered this world.

The Thunder Legion, however, acted with utter recklessness in the non-commissioned officer district. In their pursuit of Twilight Star, they showed zero regard for the safety of others; the two attacks targeting her alone resulted in countless passersby being injured or even killed.

Even the juice sold in the theater seemed to have been tainted with venomous Abyss toxins; a single drop was enough to kill a person.

But as soon as he turned around, Guo Zhinan felt his heart race and his face flush. His gaze was entirely captivated by the object in Wang Meina’s hand.

"Has there been any progress?" Jiang Xia asked kindly. He was very fond of Lucky Star, this kind-hearted and simple robot, and had always treated him with gentleness.

Qin Ming finished his questioning, then, without hesitation, opened his large hand and condensed a palm to strike fiercely at the fifteen people.

"I knew Mom was the best to me. Don't worry, Mom, I will be obedient, I will take good care of you, and I will take good care of this home." Jingjing pulled back, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and vowed earnestly.

"This is your dormitory. Your roommate is Luo Yuhao; he has already arrived," the young intern said while opening the dorm door for Jiang Xia.

However, the disciples of the Mad Blade Sect were all fierce and brutal, known for murder and pillaging. Countless people had fallen at their hands; crossing the Mad Blade Sect was never a good thing.

In an instant, the area spanning tens of thousands of miles around Mount Buzhou was transformed into a sea of fire, resembling a mountain of flames.

For the Sages, however, ordinary post-celestial spirit treasures were no different from a flower, a blade of grass, or a tree. Unless they were supreme treasures of immense merit like the Fantian Seal or the Kongtong Seal, they were completely useless.

Upon entering the mortal realm, Kong Xuan first went to Mount Mei to find the Six Sages of Mount Mei, then led five hundred soldiers to set up camp before Golden Chicken Ridge, waiting for the Western Qi army to arrive.

An abrupt voice slipped into Li Lingyi’s mind. He turned his head and saw a soul floating behind him.

Before noon, Ximen Jing received the photos sent by Qin Yun’er; the person in them was indeed Wang Xiaogang. After Ximen Jing confirmed this, Qin Yun’er sent over further details, including Wang Xiaogang’s home address and kinship information.

Yang Yi rubbed his stomach in frustration. He still didn't feel full, damn it, but since they had put it that way, it would be shameless to keep eating. It wasn't that he was afraid of being shameless, but rather that even being shameless wouldn't keep him full. Resigned, Yang Yi drank another barrel of sweet and sour wine, to which the Prime Minister did not object.

Feeling the surging power and unique abilities within his body, the latter was naturally shocked and overjoyed, and he agreed immediately.

Xia Hongshi was usually not one to be pretentious, but she liked Yun Yeyao the most. Being a fan who lacked the courage to speak to her idol, she naturally felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Ximen Jing grew suspicious, wondering if Wang Shan had fallen for someone at first sight. On second thought, treating the injury was the priority, and other matters could be clarified later.

Qi Feng did not avoid Wang Linyu’s gaze; he looked straight at him, even with a hint of provocation. Despite this, he did not refuse Meng Jing’s arrangements.

Yan Wuyou caught the sword and said, "Many thanks." He kept stroking the scabbard with both hands, clearly overjoyed at the recovery of his sword.

Chen Feng was indeed in a difficult position to move. Even if he had Lu Daoling or Dugu Huang carry him, the bumping of the journey would likely cause his heart to ache.

"What? Those grandsons from the Phantom Shadow Legion dare to come again? Wasn't the lesson we gave them at the Floating Tower last time enough? How do they still dare to show up?" Upon learning this, Liu Wei immediately wanted to go and cause trouble for the Phantom Shadow Legion.

His own cultivation had already reached the threshold of the Grandmaster realm, and he possessed a faint sense of heaven-human resonance.

By the time Li Qifeng learned everything, Lin Caiwei was sobbing uncontrollably. The entire inn was heavily surrounded, with archers poised to unleash a hail of arrows at any moment.

Before Lu Yuxuan could speak, shadows flickered, and Wang Long and Luo Xiao had already blocked the path in front of Hou Yu.

Young Master Cele kept his eyes tightly shut, the veins on his cheeks bulging as he clearly struggled to endure the excruciating pain.

In a fit of rage, Ouyang Bei’s long hair flew wildly as he roared, "The Great Luo Descends!" Suddenly, his entire body began to swell, and the energy within him surged violently.

A few days later, someone came from Black Cloud Town. Unexpectedly, it was the persistent and troublesome Wu Shishi, accompanied by Elder Chu.

"Mr. Chu, please calm your anger. I had to intrude because of an urgent matter. I beg you to be patient and listen to what I have to say." The strategist appeared at the door like a ghost, his expression calm.

"I really want to know, how did you find me? Even I didn't know where I was," Song Qinyue couldn't help but ask. She walked slowly beside Lin Jie; since she had fully recovered, she felt embarrassed to let him continue carrying her.