Volume One Chapter 9 Still Underestimating Him

"Return it when you're finished, or I shall appeal to His Majesty." Wide-Eye was genuinely worried that Wukong wouldn't return it; after all, there was nothing someone who dared to steal Flat Peaches and Golden Elixirs wouldn't do, and most importantly, he was still alive and well, completely unscathed.

Only by strangling Ming Yao-Yao could she be reborn; without this body full of wounds, she would no longer feel pain.

The computer in front of him was no simple machine, but a specialized encrypted system used by the bank, equipped with facial recognition, pupil scanning, and fingerprint screening—it looked incredibly sophisticated.

That night, Chu Ge spent the time in a haze, oscillating between torrential storms, bone-melting tenderness, soaring to the heavens, and falling into the abyss; the sensation was so wondrous it defied description.

There were rumors that when Yazi was born, his father loathed him for resembling a jackal and intended to kill him, but thanks to his mother's desperate pleas, he was spared.

Xiong Qiankun's eyes widened instantly; with his keen perception, he naturally understood what had just transpired.

Su Heng was clearly implying something else; the other party had obviously waited for him to resolve the issues at the Pu family ancestral grounds, and even knew exactly when he would return before showing their face.

The group took temporary shelter in a spacious private residence. They said "temporary" because the mermen could come knocking at any moment.

She thought plastic surgery could change her destiny, only to realize in the end that appearance was merely an auxiliary; it was inner knowledge, cultivation, and ability that truly changed one's fate and redeemed oneself.

The Black Flood Dragon King remained silent, eyeing Murong Wudao askance. Had Jiang Shou not been present, he certainly would have continued to lash this old dog to vent the anger in his heart.

Chang Da was merely the head of the palace guards. Although he had served since the time of Aimoxisi’s grandfather—over forty years now—he was still just a servant. He believed he could not overstep his bounds to interfere with the Princess's decisions.

Sure enough, just as Lin Jiangbei’s taxi pulled up under his office building, he saw a black sedan drive past behind him. He had seen that black car parked on the roadside opposite the Astor House Hotel quite clearly when he got into his taxi.

After being subtly buttered up by Cheng Kaijia, a thought suddenly sprouted in Feng Yun's mind: what was the level of this guy’s sycophancy? He wondered if he could replicate it and acquire a higher-level sycophancy skill.

Fu Qingyuan recognized at a glance that it was a Surge Pill, and a high-grade one at that, the kind that was priceless and unavailable on the market.

Watching President Xin’s moved expression and seeing the heart-shaped gaze Meng Zhen directed toward him, Feng Yun was speechless. Was there really a need to be this emotional? Weren’t these just normal operations?

Wu Zetian exhausted all her strength to unleash the ultimate technique of the Child of the Ocean, then collapsed to the ground, pale and panting heavily.

Ever since marrying Zhao Kuo, Zhao Han had always treated him like her own son. Their relationship had been excellent for some time, so she could naturally speak without reservation.

To say nothing of comparing them to the later Xiongnu, the current Xiongnu were far inferior even to the Xiongnu at the time when Li Mu defeated them.

The team acted immediately, and the price of sugar on the exchange plummeted, leaving everyone stunned.

She didn't know which elder of the Chen family had struck her, but the heavy blow sent her straight into the water, and she tossed the corpse down after her.

Thus, young master Nie shouted "Fall" with arrogant triumph, his palms flipping as he secretly manipulated those spiritual chains.

Even beasts with greater combat power than the Phantom Beast often dared not face them. Most of the Phantom Beast’s inner core had been absorbed by the Golden Elixir, but Han Feng had managed to learn the art of phantom illusion.

The great sword slashed against the iron plate, emitting clanging sounds of impact. Occasionally, sharp spikes were sent flying, causing the iron plate to wail.

Hengtang Dahu’s face turned pale; the shame of defeat filled him with resentment, and he nodded upon hearing the order.

How could Su Qi give him a chance to pursue? He circled behind Qing Mou, timed his move perfectly to use Extreme Flash, dodged the kick Qing Mou had anticipated, arrived at his side, and slashed his neck.

As a fellow Foundation Establishment cultivator, and being much older than the others, Wang Le felt a bit apprehensive about being summoned by his master in the middle of the night and tasked with finding the imprisoned captives, but he was faring better than the other young men.

In the end, Tang Miaojun, who was familiar with the operations of the demon race, took charge of the situation, allowing Xu Qi some peace.

The Duan family possessed its own secret arts. He could sense that the aura of that sinner was only at the peak of the third star. He didn't even need to use the power of the "Black Tiger," the divine beast awakened through the family bloodline, to easily slaughter that sinner.

In truth, Lai Feng had won this battle. Had it been a life-or-death struggle, it wouldn't have been as simple as freezing him; he could have simply decapitated him with his sword.

"Young Master, please get in the car. I’m afraid the Old Master is already waiting anxiously at home!" the elder in the long gown said with a chuckle.

Seeing her arrive, King Zhuanlun designated a path of reincarnation and signaled for Ox-Head and Horse-Face to take her away. But just as she was about to enter the cycle, the passage closed. She tried the others, but they closed one by one as well.

"I was here singing with friends, and someone dared to attack us. Director Luo, you must handle this matter properly." Sun Wu preemptively filed his complaint, blocking all of Luo Kai’s potential counters.

Yin Cangyu understood; the latter part of that sentence must have been spoken by Wu Xiuyang. In reality, it was still Wu Xiuyang secretly plotting to take his life!

"Chu Mo, stop teasing me. If I go out to play for a few more days and Zijun meets another group of rich kids, what then?" Liu Liu replied with a bitter smile.

He believed that since this was Sui City, absolutely no one dared to touch him. The influence of his Lu family was second only to the Tang family in the Sui City market.