Volume 1, Chapter 59: Admonition

The Duke had been waiting in the outer chamber all this time. Upon hearing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had arrived in person, he completely disregarded his physical pain and hurried forward. "Your humble servant pays his respects to Your Royal Highness."
"Rise."
"No, no, they are the ones who took me hostage! I was already prepared to cooperate with you," Liu Lang said with a very self-aware expression.
Miao Wanqing gained tremendous prominence, and the Xingyi School rose to fame along with her, bringing authentic martial arts back into the public eye of the Chinese people.
Seizing the opportunity, Liao Xuesheng thrust his left shoulder forward, slamming fiercely against his chest—this was precisely the Iron Mountain Lean of Bajiquan.
Scarcely had the news broken when certain internet trolls began hyping up the miraculous skills of the so-called "Old Mystical Mystic, Mr. Ren," boasting about stunts such as barehanded snake-catching, using qigong to cure illnesses for prominent figures, and sharing photographs with numerous celebrities—among whom were many top-tier superstars and celebrity entrepreneurs.
After finishing the meal, Father Lu glanced at his watch and inquired about the purpose of our visit. Upon learning that we simply wanted to have a chat with him, Father Lu was exceedingly pleased.
Huang Guangwei finally collapsed onto the ground with a thud. After pondering for a moment, he immediately entered a state of meditation to regulate his breathing and refine his vital energy.
Xiao Yan's expression turned stern; the aura of these men was completely different from anyone else's. If nothing unexpected, they must be operatives from Alpha.
When everyone's blood was infused into the map, the map suddenly burst into an incomparably dazzling immortal light. The immortal light soared into the sky, overwhelming the heavens and earth, enshrouding this entire realm.
A silent, terrifying sense of dread spread among the contestants, casting a thick and heavy shadow over the contestants' assembly in advance.
The interrogation room was barely twenty square meters in size. The walls were painted a stark white, the lower half clad in soft plastic padding, and the lighting was bright. Opposite sat a one-way frosted glass mirror. Qiu Zhilin, wearing handcuffs, looked utterly bored as she sat at the bolted-down iron table.
Instead of answering Hu Buwei's question, Muzi Chen wore a doubtful expression as he slowly looked toward the crowd of Divine Humans, his gaze flickering uncertainly. He slowly raised a hand and pointed in the direction they had their backs to.
Therefore, one must admit that while Ying Fei undoubtedly claimed the primary credit for the successful rescue of Guifang, the old codger Ying Tian was also deserving of immense praise.
Yet what she had not expected was that, after managing with great difficulty to get him onto the bed, he simply collapsed and fell fast asleep before he even had time to change his clothes.
"In that case, Liu Jianren, you have no right to demand the inheritance. You might as well invite Grandmother over. If Grandmother wants that inheritance, I am sure Aunt Cao will certainly not refuse to give it to her," Zhang Siyuan said confidently to Liu Jianren.
It felt as if he could also hear the joyful cheers of many people looking at the big screens on that pedestrian street in the heart of the city.
In fact, Fenghao had long guessed that the Frost Flood Dragon was already injured, and it was only when the creature revealed its true form that he was able to peer through the swirling mists to catch sight of its wounds.
Xi Lingyan had no trouble at all in making an appointment with Du Lin. To avoid arousing Du Lin's suspicion, she deliberately left the choice of the meeting place to Du Lin, letting her pick a spot herself.
Lang Jun grew suspicious of this Lin Lin, and carefully recalled everything that had happened since he first encountered her.
Over the span of several decades, a clan teetering on the brink of total annihilation had finally regained its vitality through his painstaking efforts. Yet that was all, for the land around Tianmu Cliff was simply too barren.
Jin You was originally a herbalist in the Mibo Mountains, thoroughly familiar with the characteristics, medicinal properties, and uses of various herbs. He was considered an elite in this trade, which is why all the neighbors in the surrounding villages addressed him as Old Herbalist.
"Hmph!" Yunmeng Feixiang let out a cold snort. The killing intent radiating from his body was far more restrained and heavier than that of Iron Hand. Judging solely by this aura, Yunmeng Feixiang was a cut above, and comparing the two of them was simply out of the question.