Chapter 126

In recent days, Shen Fengge faced increasing challenges, some of which left him utterly baffled, so it was understandable that he didn’t recall the Kui Dou Star.

It wasn’t that firearms couldn’t harm those in the martial world, but purely relying on firepower to injure cultivators was an exceptionally difficult task.

Xu Xian’s righteous words made the Du You family somewhat ashamed; they admired such an upright and well-behaved child.

Moreover, if he were to become the boss, even if he only received a tenth of the profits from the spiritual stones earned, it would still be his own share.

At this moment, over a hundred million players were online in the forum, posting at a staggering rate of hundreds per second.

The Yongli Emperor sat high on the golden dragon throne, surveying everything below with a clear eye—the conduct of his ministers was especially visible. As an intelligent man, he naturally understood Qu Shisi’s painstaking efforts and Li Chengdong’s selfish motives.

Killing intent could drive a person mad, while spiritual power brought clarity of mind. The two were like the polar extremes of yin and yang, connected by mysteries unknown to the world.

Unexpectedly, not long after, a subtle aroma of meat wafted outside the cave, intensifying its hunger.

Birds and beasts in the trees fled in panic, rushing away from the danger zone! To them, the storm caused by Qing Mantian’s breakthrough was an overwhelming force of nature they could not resist—they could only choose to keep their distance.

If one were to face opponents like Ye Mo or Jiang Hua, individuals of Ye Mo’s current level would require a divine being of at least Damian’s caliber to contend with.

“Professor Bai, please take a look at this as well. Does it meet your standards?” Chen Chumo pushed a black pouch toward Professor Bai.

“Mom, let’s not talk about this now. Look at the gift I brought you,” Wu Hua decided not to argue with his mother; no matter what he said, she wouldn’t believe him. It was better to wait for another time.

Nan Jie let out a long breath and glanced upward, a fierce gleam flashing in his eyes. He bore no resentment toward others, only deep hatred for the Drunken Dust Daoist—if given the chance, he would never spare that shameless man.

As the saying goes, the fingers are connected to the heart; if one finger is injured, the heart aches. How much more so an entire hand? With the death of the soul-stealing ghost, the red-haired elder’s right hand was effectively crippled. The searing pain was like a knife twisting in his heart, nearly causing him to faint.

Ms. Pei kindly advised her on how to conduct herself, and Yun Xiu appreciated it. Yet their life goals differed greatly. Yun Xiu would avoid entangling with the Zheng family whenever possible—otherwise, what was the point of running?

Though Tie Ruhan spoke eloquently, whether compensation would be given depended entirely on the Blackwater Palace. If they lost their trump card, how could they fend off enemies who might come seeking revenge?

Xiahou Haotian’s face faltered briefly, then he looked somewhat troubled. Seeing this, Chen Junmei sneered contemptuously.

Seizing the moment, Chen Junmei raised the Seven-Star Sword, flapping her wings and thrusting it straight through Hou Qing’s heart. The sword pierced through his body with a tremendous explosion—Hou Qing instantly detonated.

Liang Yishan’s eyes widened as she stared blankly at Song Zimo, who was merely inches away. Her mind went utterly blank, as if she was no longer herself.

He wanted to find an opportunity to plead on my behalf, but seeing Princess Wen Yin’s discontent, he dared not speak.

Speaking of visiting her mother, Asheng’s mood was actually quite low. Since Zhang gave birth to the third son of the Cao family a month ago, Ding had grown increasingly anxious. She was the type to feel anxious but keep silent. Asheng was no fool—how could he not worry about her?

Though she still did not know who her father was, the past five years had been truly happy for her.

Among Zheng Xuan’s disciples were some born into noble families, who looked meaningfully at Asheng alongside their master: “The Cao family’s foundation is truly profound. Anyone with ill intent trying to enter their territory would find it impossible to advance.” Their control was meticulous and pervasive.

Fortunately, there was Orlysia—this “guiding light”—to prevent Luo Tianhuan from becoming lost in the labyrinth of the mother nest. Under her constant guidance, Luo Tianhuan steadily approached the heart of the nest.

Luo Tianhuan had once said he and Basel might encounter each other in the future, possibly even engage in battle. As long as Luo Tianhuan did not break through the system’s limits, he had no hope of defeating Basel.

Old Tiger Yun reached across the table to hold his sister’s hand… These words, laden with affection extending to others, moved him deeply. Yet he was a tough man, disliking sentimental confessions; all his feelings were gathered within his heart, rarely expressed.

What had happened? Chen Che slowly opened his eyes. Could it be that the great fox was still compassionate, unwilling to eat him?

“I heard there is a police post in that holiday resort. Will there be a fight with the police?” someone asked.

Past scandals had been clarified after much disruption, even bringing in other influences. Now, when someone criticized Nan Shu, others immediately accused Fu Xixi’s fans of spreading rumors again.

On that night on Jiayu Island, Li Jiayu and Duan Weiqi lay on the beach, gazing at the stars in the night sky.

“Here’s my bank card first. It has the one million I earned today. You can withdraw it tomorrow and give it to Second Uncle,” Mu Tian entered the room and took out his bank card.

“Get lost! If you don’t leave, you’ll die!” The Grand Elder bellowed fiercely. As his internal power surged, his robes trembled, and his aura roared like a rainbow.