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I cannot be certain just how powerful Li Feiyang is, nor do I know whether I am stronger than him now. But regardless of his strength or weakness, as long as he stands as my enemy, I am confident I can trample him beneath my feet.

At this moment, Luo Hao's gaze grew extraordinarily deep. Previously, he had planned to suppress his current cultivation until after entering the Desolate Forest Ruins, then unleash it; by his estimation, his strength would then leap straight to the ninth level of Mortal Peril.

The youth before him seemed not to notice Ye Feng at all, walking straight through his body to the cage.

Compared to the crude places I have lived before, this place is truly vast, with every modern convenience. The bathroom contains a huge, pale blue pool, its surface still damp, carrying the lingering warmth left by Shen Linfeng.

“Take good care of them,” Chen Xiaoran said coolly, handing Youm over to the child at her side.

After the first time, the second and third became a matter of whenever and wherever; for him, there was nothing left to hope for.

This scene made Feilin involuntarily widen his eyes, surprise and disbelief shining from behind his black-framed glasses.

Luo Hao looked at Yu Yanran and spoke. According to his psychic senses, he could feel several life forces, one of which was especially vigorous. Yet, he sensed no trace of the spirit energy unique to spirit fruits.

I could hardly believe my ears! Fu Lin truly never fails to shock with his words! Does he not know the consequences of such a startling remark? My head began to throb dully.

“Damn it, what a pain. When this damn job is done, I’ll make sure to teach you a lesson, you little brat,” Wolf Spear cursed under his breath, paddling with his left arm over the water. Seeing the riverbank drawing nearer, his heart at last settled.

Other than the Warrior King fighters, the Warrior Generals posed little threat to him.

As the voice finished, the falling spiritual rain came to a halt, and the spirit sword formed from that rain shattered as well.

“Damn it…” A muffled thud suddenly sounded. Turning to look, he saw the man covered in black scales stop abruptly, his head bowed, hand gently wiping his face as if brushing something away.

“Big Yellow, Zi Mingxue, kill them! Don’t let any escape!” Zhou Feiyang shouted, brandishing a tiger-headed broadsword, his face fierce.

Once seated, Yelü Nan carefully unfolded the thin scroll and read its contents intently. When he finished, his face was darker than the bottom of a pot.

If she remembered correctly, ICE had worn that very ring during a live broadcast in mid-May last year.

“You’re telling me that just by sending a message, the people from my Lingyun Trading Company would break my legs?” Steward Fang repeated.

Xia, the magistrate, spun around and saw Bai Ran standing atop the roof ridge, her bow drawn, arrow aimed directly at him.

Xu Hai was overjoyed and pointed at the remaining twenty or so defiant Japanese soldiers. “You can deal with these however you like. If you can win them over, they’ll be your men. If not, kill them!” With that, he handed Ping Ma a blade.

Minai shot Qiu Ye a vicious glare, snatched the sealed jar, summoned the Skywalker, mounted, and soared straight up to the bird’s nest in the canopy tree.

“We happened to run into Young Master Mo, who sent people to help us rebuild our homes here. That’s how our whole village found a new home again,” Gao Cuilan said, her face full of admiration for Mo Fan.

Otherwise, knowing Monk Hua’s character, he would never bother with strangers—just as he used to ignore Grape altogether.

She did not ask, and Mo Fan did not speak of it. He simply cared for her wholeheartedly, perhaps to atone for the pain he caused her heart by not intervening that day.

Chen Wei’s throat let out a few stifled coughs. That’s it—he couldn’t hold it in anymore! He forced himself not to breathe through his nose, but still, the stench of rot crept in unconsciously. Helpless, Chen Wei collapsed onto the ground.

From then on, the old Daoist of Samsara vanished without a trace. I suspected the old monk had killed him; otherwise, how could he have disappeared so cleanly? I once thought to ask the village shaman, but in the end, I never did.

“Hmph! Me too! No man has ever gotten the better of me. You brute! I can tell you plainly—you are doomed!” That was Su’s voice.

Gao Xiang carefully went over his plans again. He felt they were not without merit, but the risks involved were greater than any he had faced since embarking on the path of cultivation. The pressure weighed heavily on his heart, yet there was not a trace of fear.

“Sister-in-law, I’d like to talk to you all,” She Yu said, taking a brocade box from her bag and handing it to Li Ruili.

Luo Huize was stunned. He had only known the restaurant belonged to Tong Chuxue; he hadn’t expected the village to have a share as well.

“Still glass green!” All four rough stones had been cut, and someone in the workshop let out a shriek, quickly followed by cries of “Jadeite King! Jadeite King! Jadeite King!” The crowd joined in, at first chaotic, then unified into a single chant.

He clenched the steering wheel, lips pressed tight, silent for a long time, never once pressing down on the accelerator.

Xiaolan, delighted to have Cheng Tao protecting her, grinned at Yunting. Yunting said nothing, just glanced at her and sat down.

The four of them drank and chatted, reminiscing about their youthful days—a truly romantic time. “You all keep drinking, I’ll head to the restroom,” Yu Hui said politely, standing up. The other three nodded, and she stepped out.

The AI Research Institute has a total of five laboratories—two for seniors, one for each other year. But now, Belair and Shao Qing have one of their own, making six in all.

The weather was growing colder by the day. Perhaps, before the end of the year, he might yet see snow over East Lake.

Sitting at the hotel window, gazing out at the city, Alexis Sanchez felt a peculiar sensation: this was his first match in Madrid, but before the game, he had to spend his days confined to the hotel.

“If I am injured along the way—just as a possibility—and end up weaker than you, would you betray me, kill me, and take my place as sect master?” he asked.