Volume 1, Chapter 51: Pouring Forth Wisdom, the Minister Wishes to See Legs

"Not that kind of meaning?"

Cao Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, resting his palm on Xu Miaotong's hip, as the immensely majestic Kuiyuan True Qi slowly surged into her body.

Inside the grand tent of the Divine Realm's Divine Emperor, the emperor was consumed by rage, smashing numerous objects to vent the dissatisfaction raging in his heart.

Jin Lingyao spoke as she trailed her long gown, her bare jade feet stepping on the immaculate floor, slowly walking up the hall's steps until she stopped right in front of Qin Yu.

"Sijia's eldest young master, Si Yan?" Qiao Jing tapped his slender index finger rhythmically against the windowsill. He paused to recall, but as if unable to pull up any memory of such a person, his handsome brows furrowed slightly.

Despite his reluctance and resentment, Bolte had to understand that from this day forward, his master was Aldington.

This time, the otherworldly demons reappeared in the distant sky, their momentum even more formidable than the previous apparition, rolling forward with an overwhelming, oppressive aura that filled the heavens.

Yet, even if one figured it out, so what? Anyway, I don't mind his soul hiding within my body—in fact, I consider it an honor. Why bother pondering such things at all?

However, such effects were utterly useless in the eyes of Zhong Ming, failing to cause him the slightest impact. He even looked down upon the heritage contained within, ultimately leaving behind merely that single dismissive comment.

Furthermore, if it were Xin Wuqing, she must have been the one to initiate the gathering to seek out the "Tomb of the Pirate God," right?

Cao Yifan did not haggle and bought the entire lot—roughly twenty jin. The middle-aged vendor walked away excitedly clutching his money.

The picture sent over by Chen Xue nearly made Su Xian'er jump in surprise. Because the photo was rather fragmentary, she could not tell it was taken on a mountain, but the terrain depicted still left her astounded.

Li Quangang ignored both my gaze and Yu-ge's, walking straight up to us and bending down to carefully examine the subjugation talismans on the ground.

As soon as the Third Prince, Suoyan, led his men out the door, several princes and princesses of the imperial family received the news immediately.

I could even feel that at some unknown point, I had broken out in a cold sweat. No one dared to be careless, and we simply could not afford to waste time in a war of attrition with the opponents. Even if all these people were to die, it wouldn't mean any loss whatsoever to the soul refiners.

She had no idea what he was busy with every day, leaving her aside to amuse herself was one thing, but he had also generously occupied her secret realm territory, restricting her activity range exclusively to this two-meter-wide bed.

"As long as you give me the antidote, I'll let you leave..." Without hesitation, He Lan repeated herself once more.

There were six messages in total, the last two sent this afternoon. Su Xian'er covered her face after reading them, her fingers hovering over the keyboard wanting to reply, but after a moment of thought, she decided against it. If she replied and the other person asked more questions, how was she supposed to answer?

This race car felt somewhat different from the vehicles I had driven previously. The most obvious difference was its immense horsepower; the slightest press on the accelerator would send it hurtling forward at extreme speed.

Just then, music drifted out from the backpack. Qiushi, it should be Qiushi, right? Pulling the phone out, sure enough, Xiang Chunzao pressed her lips into a smile, walked over to the window, and answered the call. When she tucked her phone back into her bag and looked up, a fragrant bouquet of flowers was already being handed toward her.

Everyone around the table paused with their chopsticks in mid-air, glancing at one another as an awkward silence abruptly fell over the room.

His eyes remained fixed on the satellite surveillance feed of the Kunlun Mountain summit, watching Daoist Qingxu dissolve into golden particles that scattered between heaven and earth. His expression was grave.

Sitting outside the martial arts training ground chewing on a blade of grass, Su Hongxin openly watched the people inside practice their routines. This was the perk of having high seniority, especially in a prominent family that placed immense emphasis on rules, etiquette, and its own unique set of ancestral precepts.

"Alright everyone, assemble! Captain Ning Yuan will be training you this afternoon. Let's give him a warm welcome," Lena announced to the team members on the training grounds.