Volume One, Chapter 30: Why Am I Still Afraid of Him?

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That very night, a great fire broke out in the Cold Palace. Trapped within the flames, Xin Nianyan only felt the heat around her growing more intense. It was not until the fire reached her body that she realized what was happening.

The ground beneath his feet trembled. First, a crack like crazed porcelain split open in the earth, and the thunderous force of his punch shook the heavens. In an instant, it rendered all twenty martial monks, each possessing cultivation around the Fifth Realm, unconscious.

Today was the penultimate day before the scheduled martial competition for the bride. Three victors would be chosen today, while tomorrow the Silver River Princess would select the final candidate for the position of Xixia's imperial son-in-law. In other words, if anyone wanted to manipulate the outcome behind the scenes, today was their last chance.

Yet what he had not expected was that, in the very next moment, the retreating mist, upon reaching the estate walls, suddenly grew more powerful before surging back once more.

Ye Lingfeng naturally had no intention of attacking her. He simply stood there in silence as a beam of light descended from above, illuminating his face and figure. He had chosen his position carefully: she could see him clearly, while he could only make out, in the darkness, the blurred outline of that enchanting face.

On the contrary, Kasha merely curled up the corners of her lips and flexed her fingers. The sharp crackle of breaking joints made Lu Changge's heart tremble.

The original Gu Qinghuan had never imagined that her parents would remember what day it was, much less that such a tremendous surprise would be waiting for her.

Embarrassed to refuse outright—after all, she had been the one to provoke him first—she, who had always lost her whole life, did not want to apologize to her senior sister again. Gan Baobao said this only to stall for time and see whether Qin Hongjin might change her mind.

At that moment, Qiao Xingyue arrived at the engagement venue in a luxurious chauffeured car. This was something she had dreamed of for years. Although it was only an engagement ceremony, she had prepared long in advance. The dress she wore had been custom-made by a foreign master over the course of six months, and the jewelry and diamonds adorning her were all extraordinarily expensive.

Construction had already begun at the site in City D, and the residents nearby could once again see construction crews being transported by helicopter.

At the head of the group was a middle-aged man at the Martial Ancestor level. He wore brass battle armor engraved with formation patterns that had yet to fade. Aside from a hole in his chest, the armor and body were largely intact.

After retracing his cultivation in the Innate Transformation Realm, Chen Zheng instantly felt incomparably fulfilled. His previously unstable foundation had become completely secure. His saber intent had grown purer, and a faint sense of clarity arose naturally within him, making the intent increasingly nimble.

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Zhang Zhiping had naturally not intended merely to erase him. Given the circumstances at the time, he could have caused the slightest disturbance, lured the evil cultivators of White Bone City over, and killed him by borrowing another's hand without leaving the slightest trace. There would have been no need to pay such a heavy price.

While Gamu and Fujimiya were discussing the matter, GUARD also received the intelligence transmitted back by XIG. But could Earth truly resolve a crisis capable of destroying the universe? In any case, they could only wait for death. As for the people from TPC who had already set out, they placed no hope in them either.

Zhao Tianming swept his sleeve, sat down on a blue stone, and began meditating with his eyes closed, ignoring everyone around him.

She looked at the photograph of Su Muchen kissing someone in front of a crowd, and her mood suddenly changed from gloomy to bright. So they were merely friends. Thank goodness, thank goodness. Before she knew it, she was smiling happily.

“Senior Brother, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you. My spellcraft is nowhere near as formidable as yours, so I can only rely on a few external objects to increase my strength.” Wu Yong gave an embarrassed laugh.

“My lord, rest assured. I will certainly complete the task.” Cai He, moved by the trust placed in him, immediately gave his assurance.

She searched online for accounting and finance courses and enrolled directly through the Internet. She did not want her heart to keep revolving around Liang Yuan Chao. It was nearly midnight before she could no longer resist her drowsiness and went to bed.

No one knew who had built this structure. Its entire form resembled a raised platform. It was said that from the top one could see the whole nighttime panorama of Harbor City, so it was especially lively after dark, while comparatively few people came during the day.

Seeing Liu Shuang standing there in a daze, Wang Tianqi drew a Type 54 pistol from his waist. With a cold smile on his lips, he raised it and aimed at Liu Shuang's head before disengaging the safety.

Li Qiang hesitated and paced back and forth several times. Strictly speaking, he had no real need to meet this senior's imperial puppet. It was merely curiosity that had planted the impulse in his subconscious.

Several experts who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation came flying through the air. With a sweep of their hands, waves rising more than ten thousand feet immediately retreated like the tide, and one of the Great Ascension experts concealed within them was struck until he spat blood.

As I watched him enter the room, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had said nothing. At least that meant he possessed a little conscience and had not taken advantage of this critical moment to trample me a few more times.

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Its power was immense. It was a spirit technique that everyone in the Spirit Martial Realm had to master, allowing one to control spiritual energy at will and shape force into form. Its applications were endless.

I suppose it was because we had not seen each other for so many years, or perhaps because we had both changed. The young master of the Hua family, Hua Changsheng, had become almost unrecognizable to me.

He was rather tall, looking down at me from above. The light hung directly behind his head, and every time I tried to open my eyes, he would shift slightly, allowing that dazzling glare to spill through and forcing me to close them again.

Fourth Insect shouted loudly, “Murder! Someone’s been murdered!” His voice was loud and frantic. The people of the Insect family heard the commotion and hurried over from every direction.

There were no unnecessary explanations, no excess of emotion—only five simple words written down: Farewell forever.

I did not know how long I had been walking when a black commercial van blocked my path. I raised my head and looked toward it.

The man glanced at him warily and pulled the dagger away from his neck. Seeing that he truly did not utter a sound, the man immediately turned and left.

“What’s wrong?” Yun Qixi’s throat had grown hoarse with tension after watching him tug at it several times without managing to open it.

Two trails of clear tears hung on Ye Chenmeng’s face, tears she herself did not know when had fallen. A cool breeze passed over her, leaving her cheeks faintly cold.

If this discovery reached the ancient martial world, it would be explosive news. Yet Lin Feng felt not the slightest hint of excitement.

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