Chapter 26

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Although Chen Zihao knew that, given his circumstances, he was likely unworthy of Ji Ran, he was unwilling to watch her fall into the arms of another.
Perhaps some exceptional players skip certain stages, but for the majority, they are absolutely necessary.
By the time he returned home, it was already past eight o'clock. With nothing else to do, Chen Fan logged straight into the game.
In truth, Lin Shuhao was a fine man; had Huo Wushang not gotten there first, perhaps the landscape of Ji Ran's emotional life would look quite different.
Immediately, Yue Ye pulled out his smartphone and sent a message to Rui.
The moment the words left his lips, the palace fell into an instant silence, and everyone turned their gaze toward Emperor Cadels.
The Endless Continent remained as vast, desolate, and primitive as ever—and, of course, brimming with vibrant life.
Though Chen Feng had merely said "not bad" without further praise, Jian Qingyishi suddenly felt his mood improve significantly. It was as if there were an inexplicable aura about Chen Feng that made receiving a single compliment from him feel like the greatest honor imaginable.
Guidance from a supreme master is a rare opportunity. Chen Feng, seemingly unable to detach himself from the profundity of that lesson, felt his senses heightened to an unusual degree. The Peak of the World’s First, which he had previously assumed to be empty save for Xiong Ba, now appeared to his senses to be crowded with countless faint, lingering figures.
With the bandit chief’s permission, the gang returned half of the wealth to the merchants. These profiteers were incredibly grateful to me, but I ignored them entirely, focusing only on relaying the bandits' conditions to Long Meng. I had them escort the caravan to Xiuda first, while I stayed behind to be a guest in the bandit lair for a few days.
Furthermore, due to the sheer number of interviewees, all companions were required to wait outside the building. Encouraged by Zheng Xiuyan’s supportive gaze, Liu Shixin entered the building to begin his interview journey.
If Elder Ye were to suffer any misfortune, it would cause massive upheaval for the entire Ye family; no one could predict what might happen then. Given that Ye Yun’s emotional state was on the verge of collapse, Chen Zhe had to remain by his side to protect him.

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Li Chengzhu released his primordial spirit, sensing the spiritual pressure of a cultivator—likely only at the Fusion Stage—fleeing in the distance.
"What do you mean?" The smile on Jin Taeyeon’s face vanished, and she stared at Lin Yuna with a deep frown.
Because Emperor Xuanzong was resting, the Changsheng Hall was so quiet one could hear a pin drop. The moment Tang Li’s breathing became irregular, it immediately drew the attention of Yang Guozhong. Just as he reached out to steady Tang Li, Lady Yang, who had been sitting dazed on the silk couch, also turned around.
Uncle Chang shook his head and said, "I'm fine," then began to pick up the scattered ingredients from the floor.
He put away his Swiss Army knife, an action that made Quan Xiaosheng breathe a sigh of relief, thinking Su Zimu was going to let her go. However, Su Zimu’s next move filled her with even greater panic.
After Zheng Xiujing left, Father Zheng walked over to Mother Zheng, and the couple watched the doorway together.
Listening to the creaking of the hull and seeing the wood shavings left behind by the ship’s bottom as it dragged across the ground, even Yuan Fang could no longer stand by. He sent Guan Xiaoyun to fetch the pilot and see what on earth was wrong with the man.
The Wutian Demon Ancestor stared at him blankly and suddenly asked, "Are you not afraid of me? I am the Demon Ancestor, after all." His ears and nostrils were indeed bleeding, a fact he had just become aware of.
Memories after death do not necessarily refer to humans; for most creatures, their memories dissipate upon death, only to be consumed by soul-beings. But the Dark Plane is a harsh environment, devoid of any flora or fauna—so where do they find sustenance?
Why not, while I'm at it, conveniently slaughter that Wang Weixue, and under the pretext of borrowing troops from Mount Lantuo, pull the Dong family out by the roots? At worst, I’ll just have a thousand-mile running battle across the Western Regions with that vulture, Tuoba Bodhisattva.
At his side, 108 withered arms twitched like insect limbs. Appearing before Yue Yulou was a hundred-meter-long monster, coiled in the air like a dragon and resembling a centipede, yet far more repulsive—it was a human centipede.
There was half a sentence Prince Yan did not say: with Aman’s temperament, if no one forced her, not even in ten years—let alone twenty—would she ever reach the level required to become the leader of the Confucian School.

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Frodey flew over the stronghold and snatched one of them, crushing him as easily as one would a bedbug.
Beyond these contestants, there were also popular powerhouses from the Star City division, such as Zhou Bishang, Shang Wenjie, and Zhang Qianying. Their supporters online were locked in fierce debates. All the contestants were coiled like springs, awaiting the start of the elimination rounds, which would be broadcast across the entire Chinese-speaking world in a week’s time.
But Sa-Ailan, just as he had upon his arrival, crushed the last of Yue Yulou’s illusions in the coldest, most heartless manner possible.
With a splash of blood, both landed on the ground and coughed up red simultaneously; the majesty of the gods is not something to be profaned by mortals.
I have known life and death, and I fear death no longer—why then do you threaten me with it? I have attained immortality, and I crave it no longer—why then do you tempt me with it?
After all, even he found it somewhat unbelievable. With a formidable enemy like him standing before them, the Qing Sect not only failed to unite against the common foe but were actually engaging in infighting at such a critical moment.
Yet, no matter how they investigated, they could never get to the bottom of it. Some demanded that the City Lord, Long San, come forward to explain, but Long San merely replied that the incidents occurring within his own City Lord's Mansion hadn't even been cleared up yet.
Tian Shuzi felt as though he had been plunged into an ice cellar by that gaze; his thoughts of escape vanished instantly, and he dared not entertain them again. Secretly, however, he quietly crushed a spirit talisman.
As he spoke, the black human face suddenly swelled, his grotesque features appearing exceptionally terrifying.
Now that all the major powers either could not or dared not trouble Yang Tian, allowing this "great demon king" to run wild, there must be a reason behind it.