With such capability, why not become a Kage of a village and achieve eternal fame, instead of holing up in Amegakure as a mere mercenary?

The scarred man frowned deeply, clearly unable to figure out where Yang Hai had managed to find such a ruthless helper.

Chen Min snuggled against Li Erbao like a cat, her fair arms wrapped around the man's neck as she slept with profound sweetness.

Even though the road ahead might still hold storms and trials, as long as she walked it alongside him, he would possess boundless courage.

A surgery that even the Mayo Clinic, gathering top experts from around the world, would find difficult to complete was successfully performed by the doctors at Yunhua Hospital. How incredible was that?

The Marquis of Anyuan was a martial marquis who commanded the Garrison of the Capital Suburbs and concurrently held the title of Mighty General of the Second Rank. Although he did not need to attend court audience every single day, he was still required to attend the major court sessions held once every ten days, and he also had his own official office within the Ministry of War.

Before driving, Chiyoe hesitated slightly before placing her ten-centimeter stilettos into the trunk and changing into a pair of flats.

After figuring out the crucial links, Third Master Yuan looked at the fish-shaped Dragon-Conquering God with pity in his eyes. How truly pathetic. He had thought he was a human being, only to discover he was merely a human puppet—the kind that could be discarded at any moment.

Stopping him in a hospital setting like this—one didn't need to overthink it—meant he was certainly being requested to treat some high-ranking VIP.

Upon learning that Lu Zhaohan would return to the estate tomorrow with his personal guards, Su Tang could not help but let a smile bloom across her face.

"Then... is there truly no other way?" Li Xueting looked anxiously toward Ye Cheng.

Shi Chen felt that the "steward of Chenlong Restaurant" mentioned by Qin Xuan should refer to Tianya and Fengyang. He figured Fengyang was someone he didn't know, but how on earth did he know Tianya?

My heart was filled with joy, but right after the delight, I was flung against a massive tree, striking the surface of the trunk with a heavy thud.

Zhao Aiming stared intently ahead and saw a very crude stone house appear, looking no different from the surrounding folk dwellings.

As soon as Zhou Quan finished speaking, his stomach growled. He smiled with a trace of embarrassment, thinking that nothing unidentified had truly fallen into his food. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. Tasting the delicious flavor of the food without detecting any strange odors, he finally set his mind at ease.

Ye Ranyan snapped back to her senses, hurriedly picked up the wine glass beside her, and smiled like a blooming flower while her voice carried a trace of apology.

However, the tunnel entrance here was much wider than the ones seen previously. Stepping onto the soft dirt produced a creaking, groaning sound that made one's hair stand on end from time to time.

Yet there were only two martial sects holding grudges against him: one was the Holy Yan Sect, dressed in purple with an eclectic array of weapons; the other was the despicable and shameless Qingjin Sect, dressed in cyan and wielding long swords.

She only did what she ought to do. Those matters outside her jurisdiction were things she neither wished nor cared to get involved with to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The Emperor hesitated once more. Even though his heart was screaming a hundred times that he believed, he still had to guard this secret. Because this bottom line, which preserved the Empress's life, would do no good for anyone if investigated too thoroughly.

As if guided by some ghostly whim, the door opened by itself. Amidst a wisp of white smoke, I materialized at the threshold, drifting hazily in and out of visibility, and raised both hands as I limped and floated inside.

Throughout the entire process, Impermanence of Black and White did not utter a word, leaving Liu Bowen and the others with an overwhelming impression of deep mystery.

Crimson and golden light burst from his body instantly. His spiritual energy belonged to the fire attribute, carrying a scorching, high temperature that instantly blasted Liu Tianming—who was currently plunged in despair—flying backward.

On the ripple-free Qinhuai River, Shen Zhezil wore a white robe as pristine as frost and snow. His complexion was equally pale and haggard, with loose hair cascading down both shoulders, tangling and fluttering unpredictably in the cold wind. Only his bloodshot eyes still shone with brilliant, piercing light.

A man who was left with only his upper body struggled frantically on the ground while screaming in terror. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with extreme fear, and cold sweat poured down in sheets.

In truth, neither Xiao Kuang nor Xueling knew that after the third ultimate quest appeared, the anomalous changes occurring across the Heavenly Vein Continent far exceeded their imaginations. Grade one through nine different dimensions had all connected with the Heavenly Vein Continent.

Wei Gui himself was a man of strong independent judgment who would not blindly follow the so-called teachings of others. Therefore, earlier he had privately organized and led local clansmen to welcome the imperial army, and even after all his companions had returned home, he alone remained in Tianzhong to pursue his studies.

Yang Xuan curled his fingers like eagle talons, grabbing Yu Tianhe's neck with his bare hands and lifting him up as if he were twisting the neck of a dead dog.

Fang Jue did not care about all that. Taking the lead, he went straight forward. Only when he drew close to those creatures did he realize they were countless black entities—massive black ants of enormous size.

He had foolishly assumed that the other party was terrified of the Fierce Shark Gang, but he never expected that the other party did not regard the Fierce Shark Gang with any significance at all.

Leaving the accounting room, Shen Zhezil mustered more than a hundred elite soldiers of Longxi along with several hundred robust household retainers, marching in a grand formation out of the estate.

Though she uttered not a single word, she kept everything etched in her heart. Once she acquired the mystical arts from her master, she embarked on her path of vengeance. Only, she had not expected her desire for revenge to be so overwhelming while her spiritual cultivation remained insufficient, leaving some aspects entirely beyond her control.

Having made her decision, she drew a silver-dollar-like object from her bosom, selected one piece, and handed it to Jin Ling.

I told him that to be completely cured, several more herbs were needed. Once he helped me cross the netherworld, I would give him the night-glow sand. At that time, I saw Yan Liu's face contorted with annoyance, yet he dared not say much more. He knew I didn't trust him. As the saying goes, a tree's shadow and a man's reputation—since he had ruined his own name, he could hardly blame me for distrusting him.

The Eleven Extremities were rarely mobilized, but the Luanfeng and Feipeng—still in their growth phase—were dispatched, their crimson silhouettes blotting out the sky across the heavens.

Seeing the Prince of Lingnan close the palace gates and forbid anyone from entering, the distant vanguard of the Second Prince's rebellion forces—surging forward like a dragon of fire—had already spread rapidly, now frighteningly close.

"I have seen this necklace before." Amidst Xuanxuan Moyan's astonishment, Yun Qiong stared intently at the necklace in her hand.

For Mo Hefeng and Yun Qiong, who had awkward feelings for each other for so many years and had finally kissed, they cleared away every single obstacle to be together.

"Home is wherever I roam," Xiao Yufan silently added to herself. Don't assume that just because I call you Fairy Sister, I'll reveal my family background to you.

Mo Qiongyue gritted her teeth. Didn't that scion Diyin do the exact same thing in her past life? After snatching Fire Phoenix away, he ravished her that very same night.

For daring to provoke her Luoyu into such an angry and anxious state, not wiping out their entire clan and sweeping through everyone in Feiyu's capital was already showing them the utmost mercy.

They were furious, eager to accuse, eager to leave Wei Luo speechless and unable to refute. Yet for a brief moment, not a single scholar could find a loophole in her words or launch an effective counterattack. After a brief silence, the grand hall erupted like a boiling cauldron as everyone began whispering and discussing endlessly.

Yet thinking of this, I smiled bitterly again. Asking favors from Impermanence of Black and White? I hadn't even fulfilled the promise of the foreign babe I owed to Black and White Impermanence yet. If those two brothers caught me, they would surely toss me into a frying pan of boiling oil.