Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Affliction!

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Dai Lousang pressed closely against Zhao Wuan’s chest. Rain soaked them both through and through, icy and bone-chilling, yet she felt warmth there, instinctively reaching out to embrace him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Li Zhui gently lowered Jian Yang to the ground, letting her sit, then sought a place to hide. A massive ancient tree soon came into his view.

“You’re all smooth talk and lies—I don’t believe you!” Chen Meina said shyly, brushing her hair back with her hand before walking outside.

Yu Fei cleared his throat and turned to look toward the exit. Undoubtedly, Yu Fei not only intended to go but also planned to bring others along.

Ning Dantong stepped back, eyes wide with shock. Xu Chang looked up at Hu Buxi before him, puzzled by the unexpected turn of events.

Originally, Kuang San’s lazy eyes flashed with a sharp light. When she was an “elf,” wasn’t that itself a curse?

The virtual universe, as a primordial innate secret art, crucially relied on a mechanical race’s cosmic sovereign as the computational core, supporting the virtual universe’s coverage over the entire primordial cosmos.

A visitor sitting beside the Black man suddenly couldn’t bear the smell emanating from his mouth and scolded loudly.

Chang Shenghua was very pleased with his obedience, her thumb slowly stroking Ning Shaoming’s cheek.

After Ding Taotao’s mother returned, she looked at her daughter carefully, observing every subtle change in her expression as she spoke.

Among his gains were abilities like Eight Gates Escape and Impure Soil Reincarnation, and his physical constitution was greatly enhanced.

Even the lines were smooth, twisting 180 degrees down from that point, like a leather sofa with the perfect balance of softness and firmness—simply delightful to the touch.

Its uniqueness was that it functioned as a simplified lord profession: without officially recognized territory or barracks, the sole lord-like trait was the ability to gain experience and level up, which was why the original inhabitants of the initial continent aspired to become heroes.

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Many companies chose this day for their product launches, signaling a fresh start for the new year.

“The price I mentioned earlier was for the VIP room at the Northern Pearl; ordinary rooms here cost around two to three thousand,” Lin Lin replied.

Unlike Wang Yan’s pre-admission, Chen Tingting applied directly to Huaqing University—and the sole reason she chose this school was because Wang Yan was there.

Young Master Lv responded with a bow and then recounted the events of that day to Zheng Tong, emphasizing that all the assailants were retainers from the governor’s maternal relatives.

Next to the statue of Marshal Oren stood a hero’s monument, engraved with a phrase spoken by Marshal Oren himself.

She acknowledged Wang Changqing’s strength and his capable subordinates but sensed that Wang Changqing hadn’t reached level ten; he was likely a strong level nine.

“Old man?” Jun Hao’s eyes narrowed instantly. He knew well that the “old man” Li Jifeng referred to was actually one of the elder cultivators of the Celestial Master Sect.

This kind of mysterious, ineffable, and astonishing super-sensory perception seemed to last a fleeting moment yet felt like it endured for ten thousand years.

“What… what’s wrong with you?” Mago hurriedly pulled her garment tighter, covering the child’s face as well as her own pale, freckled visage, which was full of displeasure.

Before Ye Yuan’s Nine Infants Primordial Spear could strike him, he once again activated a second-tier superior spiritual talisman.

With a sharp snap, Sima Shi’s heart jolted as if a dark cloud had parted, revealing brilliant sunshine ahead.

Though only dozens of yards away, to Ling Fan it was mere moments before he reached the door—just as he stepped inside, a sudden pillar of flames erupted behind him, shooting skyward.

Shortly after, staff at the British embassy delivered a telegram to Envoy Girard, whose face darkened severely upon reading its contents.

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As for the precise meaning of the points, it was simple: the number of points determined how many people could enter the sacred realm each quarter.

For high-level players, some combinations were irreplaceable because every member was a top expert. For example, the golden duo of the Celestial Execution Sword Immortal and the Divine Machine Strategist—when dazzled by their brilliance, one must calmly consider whether anyone of the same profession could match their heights.

These people gazed at the bodies on the ground and recognized that one of them was frequently seen around the Tang family.

“Yes, I will definitely go,” Hong Tao said, seeing his father’s rare anger and quickly falling silent.

Many of the bodyguards were former Self-Defense Forces soldiers; once the initial panic subsided, they launched a counterattack immediately.

Strangely, this monotonous piano melody did not bore but resembled a piece of music… The pianist must truly love it; otherwise, how could such dull notes be played with such affection?

Upon further reflection, a similar feeling had been present when ordinary electric shocks were used before.

“Tch~!” Yan Qing turned away in a huff, strode forward, kicked the courtyard gate open, and rushed inside, ignoring Su Zige’s attempts to stop her.

There were as many as twelve classes of freshmen entering school for the new year, which moved both teachers and students alike.

Instead, their hearts grew more tormented. Though they were not in dire straits like Changning and the others, their souls felt as if scorched over a blazing fire.

“Qingqing, you…” Gao Mohan seemed surprised that Yan Qing so effortlessly admitted defeat and, before he could intervene, she had already stepped off the stage.