Volume 1, Chapter 44: The Six Meridians Divine Sword, Whoever the Finger Points At Dies

"Once we get our family's Record of the Hundred Officials, we can use it to coerce all the civil and military officials across the entire court."

If Mo Feng were to strip away his Auspicious Cloud battle armor and appear in his bare form at this moment, you would see his entire body wreathed in flowing cloud patterns. This ethereal charm clings tightly to his skin, resembling a series of totems manifesting upon his flesh.

What the others were thinking was unclear to Zhou Guangming, but he was entirely clear about his own purpose: to hunt down that Qiular.

"Fuguo, this thing is terribly expensive. Among the supplies aided by the United States, there is no such thing as this." Jiang Fangzhen was genuinely distressed.

When dealing with such stubborn enemies, striking them psychologically is far more effective than inflicting physical harm.

"Brother Zheng Qi, thank you for your hospitality. We shall meet again!" Zhao Jia said, turning and boarding the airplane.

Back in the day when Teresa Teng was forging her path in Japan, her primary rival in the music scene was Momoe Yamaguchi. Teresa Teng was intimately familiar with every single one of Momoe Yamaguchi's classic songs.

"Well... is this really appropriate?" Giulio's intestines were twisting with regret by now. Had he known this madman played by entirely different rules, why on earth would he have volunteered to come here? Great, now there was a good chance he was completely doomed.

The world of magical beasts is entirely different from the world of humans. Humans improve their abilities through study and training, but magical beasts do not operate this way. The foundation for a magical beast's advancement in tier lies solely in the magic core housed within its skull.

Chiarissa knew very well that if she could secure the assistance of the State Church of Jerusalem and obtain the Sword in the Stone, combined with her own existing influence, seizing the throne of England would be an absolute certainty.

Had such a remark been uttered in the past, it would undoubtedly have provoked uproarious laughter. Yet right now, everyone kept their lips tightly sealed, shifting their gazes instead toward Prince Zijun.

"You are truly Anlin? How can it be that you are not dead?" Standing similarly at the front, Xiao Bilian also stared at Ge Anlin with a face full of terror. As someone who had weathered her share of storms, the tone of her voice when she spoke was not as guilty and halting as Ge Ran's.

Caught off guard, Chu Mo was instantly sent flying backward by the strike, collapsing heavily before a pile of rubble while coughing up mouthfuls of blood. Yet one of his hands maintained a death grip on the Imperial Jade Seal, preventing Xue Wuchang from snatching it away.

As Xu Lijia spoke, an expression of profound sorrow washed over her face, and two tears slowly trickled down her eyes one after the other. Her hands remained tightly clenched, with no intention whatsoever of wiping them away.

Because the prisoner's movements were so agitated, he startled both Sima Qiqi and himself. Seeing the man's excessive movements, the prison guard immediately pinned him down and issued a warning, prompting the man to finally sit obediently back down in his chair.

Just at that moment, several school leaders hurried over toward this direction, each with an expression of utmost solemnity. The school principal led the way, followed closely by a few security guards.

As if unable to accept this reality, Beitang Jiu ran out of the mansion all the way in deep grief and heartbreak. Fearing that she might lose her mind and do something rash, Bo Qicheng hurriedly chased after her.

"You interrupted my cultivation. Tell me, how should I deal with the two of you?" Naturally, Huantian wore no pleasant expression regarding the appearance of the two. Landing before them, he assumed a troubled demeanor.

The members of the He family had all watched He Qi grow up, and of course they knew his exact capabilities. They believed that He Qi's ability to make numerous prominent noble families bow must stem from extraordinary competence, but certainly not from martial prowess.

Kangxi failed to catch the subtext in the Crown Prince's words, assuming the Crown Prince was still holding a grudge against Manhua. He simply continued sipping his tea, pretending to be completely oblivious.