Volume One, Chapter 32: Expert Appraisal of Treasures

“Yes.” Wasim was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, but he responded without hesitation and led the soldiers to prepare for the elephants. The soldiers were also taken aback by Wasim’s words; some showed fear on their faces, yet all answered without hesitation.

The Ancestral Star, unlike ordinary lands, was a boundless treasure trove, recognized by heaven and earth. This recognition meant Chen Fan possessed the power to command this star.

Tang Feng sneered sharply and crushed the young man’s wrist bone—henceforth, the young man would never be able to make a living as a pickpocket again.

The phone’s GPS signal was mysteriously disrupted somewhere within Shennongjia, rendering it useless; otherwise, things wouldn’t have become so troublesome.

Before, he was busy with the start of his career, striving to gradually expand his company. Now, however, he was working hard to make progress, aiming to slowly bring down the Li family.

The unprecedented explosive force, confined within the aura of ice and fire divine power, emitted a fierce and dazzling light.

This was the combat base of the Super God Academy. After all, the previous place resembling a vocational college was too shabby.

The warriors of the Super God Academy were also equipped with fighter jets, the Dawnlight, to assist them in intercontinental warfare.

“Your Majesty, the report states that Earl Tiancheng and Marquis Anlu wish to withdraw their troops, but Generals Gu and He oppose the retreat. General Sheng remains indecisive. However, Earl Tiancheng, as commander-in-chief, overruled Generals Gu and He’s objections and has already led the troops back to the capital,” the official from the Grand Marshal’s Mansion reported.

The flames, once tightly suppressed by the two in a battle of wills, suddenly broke free, charging fiercely at them like cannonballs fired from a gun.

Driven by the simple belief that ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend,’ Yang Tianyi, regardless of the golden-robed man’s nature, was ready to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth. He slipped away quietly, hiding in an empty room opposite the hall entrance, shrinking within the window to silently observe outside.

Initially, they no longer considered Jian Menghan a remnant of the demon race, but what they hadn’t expected was that only after Jian Menghan deliberately revealed his identity did they realize the truth.

“All right, but…” Before the old master could finish, Mu Ziyu understood what he meant.

Upon hearing Jiang Meng’s words, Ji Mo, the divine city guard of the shrine, suddenly showed a trace of fear on his face.

At that moment, a powerful surge of true energy erupted ahead, and from some place in front of them shot out two figures at once.

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“Of course, you’ve been caught in an illusion! I used the soul-calling bell to wake you up!” Feiyue rolled her eyes and said.

Jiajia’s heart brimmed with joy, not just because she was going home to meet the family, but also because of the three hundred million yuan.

Though the chief elder of the Zheng family was waning in years, as long as he lived, he was a towering mountain pressing down on Zheng Feng’s head, ready to crush at any moment.

Ye Han, on Ye Junhan Island, was revered as a genius by thousands, but even so, when confronted by Jiang Meng, this so-called prodigy was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

Shentu roared, and two tall bear-tribe disciples appeared behind him, both having reached the peak of the Bone-Refinement Realm.

Their conversation ended, and inside the room, Director Sheng completed discussions on the investment intentions with Jinjiabao.

Chu Yanzhao, just recovering from shock and blow, was flipping through fragments inside a wooden box with Uncle Li.

Xia Xueyin shook her head. “Old master, no, I never intended the recipient to see it from the start.”

Immediately after, the two elders of Nalan saw a flash of golden light; two golden lotuses, like the scythes of death, spun rapidly and flew straight toward their foreheads.

Grandfather’s thoughts drifted far away, his gaze seeming to glimpse a past time that Luo Yao had never seen.

Though slender, the sunflower above his head radiated a golden light; the少年’s figure seemed to shine as well, standing tall and magnificent at this moment.

Going to bed so early was unprecedented in Young Master Rong’s many years of sleeping habits.

Four flags radiated a powerful force, with countless potent energies emanating from them.

In the misty drizzle, beneath the one-meter-wide riverbank was a four-meter-wide walkway, followed by clear river water. Even with the rainy season and the recent downpour, the river remained as clear as ever, flowing quietly.

“What?” Meng Miaomiao’s words stirred turbulent waves in Luo Yao’s heart, causing her voice to rise involuntarily.

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Gradually, one might vanish from this world without anyone realizing it until much later.

Indeed, all kinds of liquor were present. A glass cabinet held tea leaves, stored separately from the wine, as tea required a dry environment.

Those awakeneds left at the base were mostly guards or members involved in construction, quite numerous.

The current market was still dominated by three major powers, but once everyone learned that Qiu Qiu was the sister of the Q Group’s leader, it was certain that this group would cooperate with the Leng family, becoming a hundred times stronger together.

Today, Chi Wan wore a pale yellow dress with a somewhat high collar. As she lay down, the dense hickeys on her neck appeared clearly before Lin Muxuan’s eyes.

Whether in the Hell Spirit Realm or the Tianyuan Star, spirit-grade weapons were extremely rare, and artifact-grade weapons were even more extraordinary.

By then, human firearms would be utterly ineffective; only awakeneds above the fifth rank could survive.

Hearing Gu Peng’s words, Zi Cha Tiangang’s expression turned grave, already realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Mo Chenxiao called out to Chi Wan, picked her up, and headed for the door. By the time others chased after them, the two had already vanished down the corridor.

Seeing her remain silent, the three in front simultaneously threw their rice balls away and hurriedly carried Jun Miaomiao toward the residential area, afraid of missing something.

Uncontrollably, she yawned, casually grabbed the blanket from the sofa, and covered herself, ready to sleep.

Lin Feng looked utterly speechless. Was this still his wife? She was practically handing him over to someone else in an instant.

Only he could freely come and go in the inner courtyard. That night, seeing Lü Bu tipsy, he scrambled to find wine for him, but since Lü Bu had recently forbidden alcohol, the household had no good wine. Struggling to find any, Wei Xu arrived with wine and, not inspecting carefully, sent it in.

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