Volume 1, Chapter 36: No Profit, No Early Rise

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Therefore, seeing the Hong sisters and that national-treasure-level screenwriter Hong Qichang—who seemingly had no concept of "shame"—furrowing their brows, Dou Wei began to spin his yarns even more vigorously.
Facing the wave of attacks, Dongfang Yunyang did not falter; the moment his opponents launched their offensive, he had already set his countermeasures in motion.
A figure outside the door was caught off guard, letting out a cry of alarm as they stumbled into the room.
Upon receiving permission, Liang Xinhui hurried the coachman to bring the carriage over, loaded Bai Jinu onto it, and rushed into the city.
"I! Said! That! I suspected you the most from the very beginning... Well, of course, you haven't cleared your name yet." Qiu Shen turned his head and added this as if to cover his tracks.
Que’s movements, as she stretched her limbs, came to a sudden halt; even the yawn she was mid-way through froze in the air, as if she had been struck by an immobilization spell.
Baoyu naturally understood what this meant, for he had always looked at Sister Lin in exactly the same way.
The entire world seemed to grow a degree hotter, dispelling the icy, desperate haze that had gathered in everyone's hearts.
"Some things may be classified by rank, but some things should never be divided by status," Bai Jinu remarked.
And so, even though there was no writing on the wall this time, everyone naturally placed the blame on Harry anyway.
This time it was Ziyan who was surprised. She quickly asked, "Yi'er is my older sister. Wait, do you all know her?" When Ziyan said "older sister," she emphasized the words heavily; after all, that girl had taken advantage of her, and she couldn't help but curse Yi'er internally.
"Come home, Father. Stop running. Isn't it wonderful to return, reunite the family, and enjoy the happiness of living together?"
"Did you ask if Green Luo's demon friends have all dispersed?" Ziyan asked. They had returned to Phoenix Valley the day after the wedding, leaving all those demons at the Stone Gate; it was truly discourteous.
Upon reaching the seventh floor, Situ Lei hesitated to ring the doorbell, worried about whether Xue'er was still angry with him. Just then, Xue'er called him: "Hello, Lei, have you arrived?" Sensing that the time was right, she had called to check on him.

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Less than a dozen breaths into the encounter, Lu Sheng’s performance had already caught the attention of Steward Wu and Zhao Shengying.
Once Ouyang uttered these words, Consort De let out a heavy sigh, as if she had finally let go of everything. Taking one last look at Yonghe Palace, she drifted off into a heavy, lethargic sleep.
"I've been drinking, so I might not be able to read it accurately. If I say something wrong later, please don't take offense." Chen Huan placed his hand on Xi Zizhong’s pulse.
"Right, let's first deal with the trouble of Du Dao, who is attacking us from behind. Only then will we have the chance to maneuver against the other powers in K-City," Chen Huan nodded and said.
Seeing the name on the calling card, Shen Chang'an’s eyes lit up, and he went to the entrance to welcome the guest in person.
Taoism, Buddhism, and Western Catholicism—three sacred treasures belonging to three distinct camps. Isn't that a perfect tripartite balance?
However, when he intentionally set out to please you, he could make you feel as if bathed in a spring breeze. While you felt incomparably comfortable, you would find yourself accepting his goodwill without even realizing it. This mastery of human interaction was flawless, like a gentle rain in spring, silent and invisible.
Monsters, regardless of life or death, wrapped themselves in high-energy explosives and exploded like fireworks against the Allied warships in suicide attacks.
Slowly, as Mo Xie gained more familiar control over the "Creation of the Gods," he discovered the existence of the other six volumes. When he set out to search for them, a message emerged from within the book that dealt him a heavy blow, making him realize once again the injustice of fate.
Yet here it was different. This was not Earth; it was the Azure Planet, a remote corner of the "Central Infinite Great Brahma Star Field." Though it seemed ordinary, it was a planet teeming with immortal cultivators.
The brothers of the Black Horse Battalion truly needed strong liquor to numb themselves. The frustration in their hearts had risen to their very throats, and by now, the pirates at Fisherman's Wharf were gathering in ever-greater numbers. Nobody knew who had started the rumors.
Heming Island appeared to be the result of an ancient volcano, giving the entire island a circular shape with a diameter of over sixty thousand li. Because it lay on the border between two great continents, it was rarely visited by men, becoming a paradise for birds.
Although Merman Island was not participating in this trade, as the Head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Morris still accompanied Li Xu and his group back to the merman territory on Julong Island, fulfilling the duties of a host. As for whether there was any deeper meaning, one could never be certain if they didn't say.
Behind Ye Tian, Xiao Zihan watched He Houhua’s reaction with a sense of helplessness, hoping that the two wouldn't start a fight right there.

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Fan Li said, "It is not convenient for me to show my face. The King and the Prime Minister should receive them themselves." With that, he hid behind the palace curtains.
The Pride Bishop’s eyes sharpened as he condensed his power, his massive palms colliding with the falling stars.
After a few words, Wei Jinyun’s face grew increasingly ugly. Most of it was just intimidation, but it was enough to make the Second Prince dare not speak further; he coughed twice and gave up his resistance.
The sky gradually broke at dawn, the morning light rising as the lonely spirits on the river sank into the depths, and everything returned to normal.
"Mom, you are harming Luo Zifeng, not helping him." Qiu Shuiyue felt she couldn't stay calm. She wondered how to speak to Qiu Yan about Jiang Nan and Luo Zifeng’s actions, hoping to sort this out and resolve the matter in the most perfect way possible.
He forced a bitter smile to the corners of his mouth, unable to respond to those solemn vows. He merely murmured a word of thanks and turned back toward Jin Yun Palace.
This was the life of the impoverished; even if one were sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, there was no guarantee of what tomorrow would bring.
She loved to watch blood spray into the air; when that crimson liquid splashed, it seemed like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. Whether he is the one or not, kill him first. This is ten million cultivation coins; we cannot let anyone who might be him get away," a cultivator interrupted the martial artist who had emerged to beg for mercy.
Yet in this world, one could marry at sixteen. Marrying early meant one could begin dual cultivation sooner, achieving harmony between Yin and Yang and advancing together; this was a good thing for those on the path of cultivation.
Seeing this, the attacked Japanese hackers reacted quickly, rapidly generating forty thousand data streams to strike back at the five massive points of attack that were closing in on them.