Chapter 57

Page (1/3) This made them smell the scent of unemployment. If things went on like this, it would no longer be just a crisis for the President.
After a little while, a huge vessel appeared on the sea surface, immediately catching everyone's attention.
Flame is one of the relatively easier paths to awaken, so there are extremely numerous flame mutants. Currently, similar energy mutations such as flame, light, and electricity are all categorized under our Flame Clan.
If anyone else had their spiritual consciousness invaded by the Black Flame King, it would undoubtedly be a dead end. However, Chu Yang possessed the Blazing Sun Divine Body, with the power of the blazing sun protecting his spiritual consciousness. Therefore, the one who should be afraid was not Chu Yang, but the Black Flame King.
Tang Baishou, normally a poor student, suddenly thought of this line of verse. Wondering if it fit the occasion, he felt an urge to recite it aloud.
"I'll go with you." Ah Jing tossed the cattle-driving whip into Zhu Wu's arms and left, taking Gu Yuanyuan with him.
As it turned out, all the beams previously shot toward the ground struck Kaido, instantly enveloping his entire body in thick black smoke.
The Sea King class creature that was hit trembled all over, its scarlet blood dyeing the seawater red. The blood splashed directly into Galet's nasal cavity, causing him to somewhat uncomfortably retract his atomic breath.
Just as the fan club members were discussing not long ago, if Teacher Su truly and desperately wished not to debut by the very end, then fine—these mischievous fans would absolutely not force him and would halt their voting.
With a shift in Su Xing's thought, in a corner unobserved by Su Qingzhi, she retrieved the silver needles from her dimensional space.
Su Ling's watery eyes swept across the cliff face, and sure enough, she spotted thriving red bean fruits midway up the precipice.
Su Su shook her head and said, "They were just synthesized. I've experimented a few times, but the bow's draw weight is still a bit too weak; it can't shoot very far."
Could it be that she betrayed her timidity the moment she arrived, letting people see that she couldn't do anything, and thus making herself a nuisance?
Gong Wuyuan frowned, appearing somewhat bothered, but he pressed his thin lips tightly together, ignored her words, and turned to leave.
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Page (2/3) The splitting of the Liyang Sect was presumably to protect the sect's heritage. After all, following the death of Lu Yan, the Liyang Sect lacked a new Sect Master, rendering the sect's heritage somewhat insecure. Those who left Qingzhou were likely carrying the heavy responsibility of guarding the Liyang Sect's heritage.
"A young man?" The fat man's words left me momentarily stunned. I looked at him, finding his words utterly incredible.
"Heh, you don't need to spare my feelings. I used to be a complete indoor otaku; there's nothing shameful about it." Fang Dazhi was quite forthright.
Although she only ever intervened in public relations matters related to Shengke—and even then, strictly concentrated during Shengke's start-up years—the sole PR project she interfered with in the past three years was simply hyping up the collectible value of Shengke's self-produced celebrity merchandise.
Otherwise, the impact would be unfavorable. Although he didn't care how others viewed him, Lin Zisheng, despite his outwardly cold demeanor, actually cared a bit more than others about his own fans.
Yin Xuehan felt depressed. "There are times when one loses their appetite and simply doesn't want to eat!" Sometimes she genuinely didn't feel like eating, rather than disliking the food.
Shen Huaiqing lowered her gaze to look at the back of Fu Chen's head, a thought gradually emerging in her mind: Could they be like Uncle Liu? Living in peaceful, simple, mutual reliance?
Meanwhile, the scales on the surface of its body had coalesced into large chunks. In texture, they looked more like the chitinous exoskeleton of a scorpion, though Dishing knew it probably wasn't chitin.
The rainforest floor was slightly damp, but because of the weeds and undergrowth covering the ground, walking on it shouldn't cause one to sink or encounter excessive mud.
Lin Yiqing opened the door a crack; she had heard every word Fu Chen spoke. She bit her lips tightly to keep herself from crying out loud.
Every single time, that feral beast was blocked by a sudden expanse of green radiance, which then shattered it directly amid a terrifying tempest.
The Shen Group would not court its own destruction. Besides, such matters were generally known only to high-ranking executives. Who stood to gain the most? Apart from Fu Chen, there was no one else.
Immediately, his hand pushing the door paused. The man's expression shifted, taking on a look of extreme difficulty. Seeing him like that, the crowd furrowed their brows in succession.
Seeing this person resort to violence without a word, Yu Xiang found him truly arrogant and overbearing to the extreme, showing no regard whatsoever for his status as an inner disciple. His gaze turned increasingly cold, and he decisively made his move.
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Page (3/3) Of course, if I choose to give up now, my cultivation journey ends here. I will return to where I started, becoming an obscure person within the circle, or perhaps, under Old Man Ye's protection, I might even leave this circle entirely.
Liu Yan was even more surprised: "You are...?" In truth, he found her look familiar as well, yet hesitated whether to voice it.
With a cold snort, Lai Yuejing's face flashed with a murderous aura. Simultaneously, he waved his hand again, driving two more high-grade magical treasures, along with the damaged Soul-Catching Bell, to launch another assault on Sun Fengzhao.
Many ordinary citizens pointed and murmured, because quite a few people had called the police just moments ago, yet not even a shadow of a police officer had been seen up to this point.
He immediately turned around, his eyes blazing with intense hostility as he stared directly into its eyes. His expression revealed neither joy nor anger, yet it was enough for the White Tiger to perceive a dangerous aura pressing down upon it.
Though unwilling to admit it, upon seeing his master again with a changed appearance and physical shell, he had altered drastically.
Ever since acquiring this flower, I had poured almost all my attention into it, visiting it several times a day and tending to it with my own hands. Indeed, living up to my painstaking efforts, the "Black Gold Radiance" bloomed recently—its petals a deep purple with multi-layered folds, glossy and lustrous, accompanied by jade-yellow stamens, growing all the more charming in the morning breeze.
Yet today was an overcast day. Shan Zhiyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcefully combed through her tangled long hair, and stared blankly into the mirror for a long time. Suddenly, she felt that her home was extremely unsafe, haunted by some indescribable yet reality-interfering horrifying things that always quietly approached her during moments of desolate solitude.
Yang Zhaolin knew that Tie Xiang was furiously angry. As a police officer who considered himself upholding justice, his sense of self-criticism was heavier, leaving him all the more guilt-ridden and silent for the rest of the journey.
This was a super-spacious wine cellar filled with row upon row of oak casks. Upon entering, a rich aroma of wine assailed the senses, though it certainly lacked the rum that Bill loved so much.
Although fierce beasts lurked within the forest, because of the Asura, none dared approach unless they were primordial giant beasts. Climbing up to the mountaintop, Xiliu stood atop the Asura's head and gazed into the distance. He saw arrows piercing through the foliage on the opposite slope, each arrowhead flashing brightly under the sunlight. He immediately ordered the Asura to stand by on the mountain.
While the logic was sound, there were truly very few people who could articulate it as brazenly as Ning Yao.
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