Chapter 140

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He did not watch the video recently released by the designer, but as someone reborn, he understood the immense importance of this hero all too well.

After all, this was a world of revived spiritual energy; cultivation relied on spiritual power, and one's rank was determined by the strength of their own spiritual energy.

With another swing of his sword, the shock nearly shattered his entire arm, and he only managed to block Baili Feige's strike by a hair's breadth.

Seeming to find the weather stifling, he wore no jacket, and his black shirt was half-open, forming a stark contrast against his fair skin.

Ying Xuan had been overwhelmed with excitement at first, but once he actually conversed with the two, his words grew calm.

According to Chen Yu's understanding, the Taixuan Mansion lay to the northeast of the Ping Kingdom, situated above the Imperial Capital, while this Imperial Capital did not belong to the jurisdiction of any single nation.

During the remainder of the journey, aside from practicing comprehension, Chen Yu spent every day recalling his battle against that illusory figure in the Nine-Mystic Pagoda of the Taixuan Mansion. He discovered that as his strength grew, his memories of fighting that phantom also became more profound; even so, he reaped a considerable harvest.

After some thought, Shen Jin told her the whole story from beginning to end. Few people knew about her relationship with Lu Xiao, and Xiong Linlin was one of them.

He clearly had not left all night, still wearing the white T-shirt he had rolled around in by the sea yesterday. The stubble on his jaw had grown out, looking somewhat unkempt, yet it instead added a touch of decadent aesthetic to him.

Seeing these bustling discussions, Pei Jingxia furrowed her brows tightly, desperately wanting to reply. Although her keyboard input screen was already open, she ultimately held back.

He had once ascended to the Emperor Realm himself, so he naturally understood the methods and powers of the imperial level all too well.

Upon hearing this, the sages had nothing to say in rebuttal. To put it fairly, how could Patriarch Hongjun not have known? Yet he showed no reaction at all, which was clearly a tacit approval. Thus, they were unwilling to say anything more; after all, Houtu controlled the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and offending her was hardly a good thing.

"Get over here and die for me." Almost at the exact same moment, another half-god realm expert made a move.

Aside from the sisters Diewu and Diemeng, who were fighting two against one, Yu Linglong, A-Zi, and Hong Yanzhi were each engaged in a one-on-one duel. Five against four, the two sides fought fiercely without a clear winner.

Simultaneously, tens of thousands of laser swords shot forth from its hooves, unleashing an indiscriminate attack.

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Having heard Cheng Shiyuan's proposal, the reporters present exchanged glances and agreed to it.

Her eyes were laced with bloodshot veins. She held a bottle of mineral water, drinking continuously as if she were desperately thirsty.

The lethality of poison is terrifyingly high. Without effective defensive measures, their entire army could very well be wiped out.

As Cheng Shiyuan sat on the ground chatting with the audience in the livestream room, Vin Diesel shouted.

At that moment, Luo Chen's figure paused, and his sword and shield vanished. Then, carrying scorching heatwaves, the Fire Dragon Sword pierced straight toward You Ying's throat like a flash of lightning cutting through the void.

The blood collection tube drew seven hundred milliliters of blood from his veins, and his complexion instantly turned from ruddy to somewhat pale, a light layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

I smiled at him and bowed slightly. I knew he meant well, but I had no regrets.

Ren Qiancang's proposal seemed to delight Xu Xin's parents, but Wu Guang, who had been sitting quietly to the side all along, let his expression sink.

Bai Xiang helped Yu Youxuan into the Yu family living room, fetched iodine to disinfect her, and lifted the hem of her dress to reveal the horrifying scars on her fair legs.

Their eyes met: one pair held a trace of grievance and anger, while the other held a hint of mischief and smugness beneath its tenderness.

Old Madame Dong wanted to say something more, but considering that she was, after all, a princess, pushing her too hard might lead her to complain to the Emperor. Although she wasn't a legitimate princess of direct bloodline, a princess she still was. With this thought, she glanced disdainfully at Pan Ranmu lying on the bed and swept her sleeves away.

Because of the young master of the imperial family and Yu Jingcheng, no one in the capital dared to marry her, and Qiao Menglu herself was incapable of bearing children.

Walking into the high-end executive office area and watching people come and go in a busy bustle, Bai Xiang felt a sense of fulfillment.

Now invited to join the Wolf Soul Legion by its commander, with repeated assurances that no one would mock him, he was naturally thrilled.

Naturally, when dealing with profound knowledge, Scholar Fei did not deceive people. In the end, he shared his conclusion with everyone: it was virtually impossible for others to cultivate stellar power unless they encountered extraordinary opportunities.

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In the cozy living room, Shen Jiaqi picked up her phone and casually scrolled through her Moments feed, when she suddenly spotted this post and instinctively raised the corners of her mouth. Moving her fingers, she liked Qu Yunyi's post and sent her blessings.

"No need to thank me, hurry up and continue. You have one last chance. At least prove yourself worthy of being the supporting foliage."

"Many thanks for the Matriarch's teachings!" dozens of disciples responded in unison. Their group was far livelier than the others.

Right now, the Jiaye Group was temporarily facing some difficulties, but from a long-term perspective, it had a boundless future—it was a golden goose laying golden eggs.

The entire city of Lingcheng presented a peaceful scene. Yun Yi felt that everything around her was slowly improving, and schemes and plots were gradually fading away. Her life was almost overflowing with the four words of peace and happiness.

Nanmen Baiyi walked over and pushed open the mahogany door. Upon entering, the room could only be described as completely barren, containing almost no furniture except for a bed and some cooking utensils.

"Elder Cai, we are disturbing you once again, please don't take offense," Second Master Wu said courteously.

Tu Qianqiu truly had Li Si's best interests at heart, yet every time this man appeared before her, she had to suppress the urge to draw her blade. For the original Tu Qianqiu had truly hated him deeply.

If Cao Mo made any mistakes in his work, out of consideration for Chen Rong's face, no one would haggle over it; even if Cao Mo slacked off and did no work in the branch office in the future, simply taking a free salary, everyone would grit their teeth and endure it.

Haitang's face turned pale instantly, and she could no longer care about the pain in her wrist. Purchasing this poppy under the name of the Su family was naturally impossible; Haitang had borrowed the pretext of returning home twice to have her own brother prepare these things for her. Now that the truth was out, Haitang knew she could not escape unscathed, and perhaps her entire family would be implicated.

The atmosphere in the Imperial Capital Star was noticeably different from before, carrying an added layer of desolation, and smiles were absent from many people's faces.

The crooked official shrank back slightly. At that moment, a tiger walked out of the forest behind the official with measured paces, glared at the official, then roared at the monkey and rebuked sternly, "You say the officials are corrupt, do you have proof?" With that, the tiger cast a sidelong glance toward the distant Dragon Pool.

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