Volume 1, Chapter 44: Slaughter Through!

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By the following evening, Huangfu Mian and Sister Lei were dressed in formal attire, waiting quietly in the grand hall of the Dorod Mansion. From time to time, courteous gentlemen walked over to exchange greetings.

Zhuo Yuan shook his head; this question was far too profound. Even as humanity stepped into the cosmic era, our understanding of the human brain remained remarkably limited, and our brains were no more developed than those of humans a thousand years ago. When it came to the memory clusters proposed by Lin Yi, Zhuo Yuan had no intention of pretending to understand what he did not.

Ligas's smile deepened. He had tried his best to imagine Gao Fei as low-class, but he hadn't expected his background to be even more pathetic than he had imagined.

Looking at the passing students, Wei Yu was suddenly washed over by a breath of youthful freshness, making him feel as though he had grown several years younger in an instant.

"I'll go wherever I want." Lowering her head, Yan Lingyu tried to push her way through, only to be yanked back by Zhuo Yuan.

"Start waking up early tomorrow. You are, after all, my principal disciple; how do you expect to go out and face people if you don't learn a trick or two?" Huaihu sat leisurely in his chair and said.

"Hah! Stop putting on an act! Nowadays, the Pure Moon Valley has regained control of the pugilistic world, and at a single command, the demonic path scatters in fear. I doubt there are many decent folks left on this grand ship," said a shadowy figure.

Ayumi... What on earth is she trying to do? Or rather... what is she expecting? What is her goal? In any case, Conan himself refused to believe that Ayumi was doing all this without expecting any return—even if she didn't want material rewards, she must be anticipating something else entirely.

Senyu and Haibara Ai had already appeared there, and as they walked over together, they kept glancing at the new charms hanging from their respective phones.

The ancient desolate demon monarch, Qi Guzheng, was a supreme demon of the Sevenfold Demon Realm. With the might of a demon monarch, he terrified demon kings. Wherever he passed, most demon kings would step aside; if they refused to make way, he would fight them, if he could beat them, he would kill them, and if he couldn't, he would drag them down with him in mutual destruction.

With a clear whistle, Zhang Kaifeng charged into the sea of swords, summoning his own longsword to clash against an identical blade, unleashing an overwhelming might.

Mu Jiaoao still remembered the indifferent words spoken by Mu Zhongtang. The father he had once worshipped like a god held them in utter contempt, even uttering such heartless words to wound his mother.

Gently stroking Shenglan's hair, Diyuan desperately wanted to kiss her again, even if it were just the crown of her head.

Hidden in the shadows, Xuan Yuanmo breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Duanmu Xi rescued, though a flash of jealousy crossed his amber eyes when he caught sight of the man in black.

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Yet Wei Fengchu seemed to deny me the right to refuse; his grip on my hand did not loosen in the least, though he took care not to cause me any pain.

Suddenly, a Crimson Flame Dragon let out an exclamation of shock. All the Crimson Flame Dragons raised their heads in unison, wearing identical expressions of utter bewilderment.

In truth, Fan Hongdao had recognized him long ago. Back at the Daxing County Yamen, after Lao Yang betrayed him, it was this dark-skinned, sturdy bailiff who, in order to curry favor with Magistrate Qin, had personally escorted him to Magistrate Qin's judgment hall, nearly causing him to suffer severe retaliation.

"Take Us to find Su Zhao!" The Emperor had cast all caution to the wind. The more he clung to his life, the more perilous his situation became, and staying within the divine palace was far worse than venturing outside. Who knows, heading out might mean running into no danger at all.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked in a deep voice, lowering his face until it was mere centimeters from mine.

"Big Brother!" I bolted upright from the bed, panting slightly as I recalled my older brother's face in the dream, my heart aching with unbearable grief.

Once the ingredients were cleaned, Shan Wei finalized the dishes he would prepare: first, a whole roasted lamb, wild chicken stewed with mushrooms, bamboo shoots stir-fried with rabbit meat, and wild chives stir-fried with eggs.

"If you go up there, you're marching to your death! Ma Teng currently detests the Great General of the Tianche Mansion, and by extension hates Cheng Yin, Cheng Yi, Zhang Heng, and even your father, Yang Qiu," Huang Zhong said similarly.

"Young Dragon Knight, evasion is never the solution. I never retreated once during my trials. No matter how formidable the enemy or how harsh the conditions, I always conquered them through my own willpower and strength."

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, whether the Grand Governor enters Yizhou or not is not up to the Grand Governor to decide; rather, it is because Yizhou Governor Liu Yan cannot harbor Ma Chao! This is determined by the Governor of Yizhou himself." Jia Xu submitted.

Dong Hang nodded, and Deputy General Sun led Dong Hang and the others to the northern district of Luoyang, while Song Jian settled his personal guards in the residence they usually occupied. Together with Wu You, he entered the Cao Manor.

"This world belongs to the transcendents. Without powerful warriors to lead you, your actions are nothing more than suicide."

"Of course it's true. What? Are you unwilling?" Haolang teased. He was extremely fond of this playful, adorable Ruoyang and often came to help out in the kitchen.

Clang! It slammed against the opposite wall, shattering the wine bottle and sending red wine splashing, staining the pristine white wall.

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"Damn it! The durability dropped by this much!" Jie Li was fine until he looked, but one glance startled him—a full third of his equipment's durability had been worn away.

Originally, he had planned to kill Japanese Hedgehog and Park Chang, and then use alchemy flames to destroy their bodies without a trace so that no one could investigate how they died, or even ascertain whether they were dead or alive.

However, such a weapon defied the heavens; killing with it would accumulate malevolent qi. Now, having fused with a massive amount of acquired karmic merit, this innate treasure had transformed into a karmic weapon, and its power had been elevated to the level of an acquired supreme treasure. While inferior to true innate treasures, it was no weaker than many top-tier innate spiritual treasures.

With his old man gone, Ning Xiu could not afford to idle; he had to ponder countermeasures. Otherwise, the next time his old man came after him with a blade, wouldn't he be left scurrying away in utter panic once again?

The more intense the battle grew among the crowd, the more ferocious the counterattacks of those spirit apes became. Especially upon hearing that roar, they lunged forward with bared fangs, biting frantically at Nangong Yunyao and the others.

The Qilin Cave entrance was modest, but inside it opened into an entirely different realm, appearing immense and stretching endlessly forward.

Zhang Weiyu had headed west, and Lü Shu had no way of knowing whether the other party had deliberately traveled west first before heading elsewhere. That direction led straight to the territory of the Western Heavenly Emperor, Duanmu Huangqi; crossing a mountain col and a stream would bring one nearly to his doorstep.

Though she had her suspicions, Zhao Linger felt not a trace of jealousy. After their wedding night years ago, she had even urged Jiang Xiu to take on more sister-wives, and now that there were already eleven in the household, a few more made no difference at all.

Refining magical treasures wasn't simply a matter of fusing materials together; one had to guide and harness their underlying foundational energies to combine them, ultimately integrating all materials into a unified whole so that the power within the materials could manifest its true efficacy.

Watching Feng Wu's retreating figure—which looked almost as though she were fleeing—Ye Xiang furrowed his brow slightly. Weren't they getting along just fine a moment ago? Why had things suddenly turned out like this?

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