Volume 1, Chapter 34: He Yunshen, you really are a bastard!

The beauty’s tongue was warm and moist like jade, her sweet saliva fragrant as honey. Ming Mo greedily demanded everything he desired, his licentious hands wandering restlessly over her exquisite, delicate frame. By the time the beauty realized what was happening, those wandering hands had already glided down to her plump, rounded buttocks.

Rong Jin returned his look with a mutual understanding; he truly could not bring himself to feel affection for a son who was becoming increasingly disobedient and only knew how to infuriate him.

The crowd paused, then immediately understood—it was time for the people on the second floor to make their move. After all, the Beast Flame Pill was a rare sight; the previous bidding was merely a prelude, and the true contest was only just beginning.

The languid, clear voice caught the attention of those in the other boxes, leaving them stunned and bewildered. Who was wealthy enough to spend three million gold coins on a third-tier pill? For most, three million gold coins was a staggering sum.

They were filled with regret, yet felt helpless. They had all been wrong—they had overestimated Lan Ling’er and underestimated Yang Yu.

Yet, after so many years of loneliness, was he truly happy? If the world was unfolding exactly as he had foreseen, then what was the purpose of his own existence?

She was the one who handled the contact with the private investigator, while Lin Shurou was tasked with delivering everything to Yi Jiazhen and Yi Chengxiu. Chu Yun did not even tell Lin Shurou her true identity. Fang Wan’er suddenly realized that, throughout this entire series of operations, Chu Yun had protected herself far too well.

Ding Dang had not left yet. As a new employee, he knew it was best to stay a little longer after hours. This way, he could leave a good impression of diligence on his superiors.

"Who... who exactly are you? What grudge does my Golden Roc Clan have against you? Why would you kill members of my tribe?" As he spoke, the elder of the Golden Roc Clan turned bright red with fury.

What was going on? The Ming army was not fighting back... but instead, they were desperately rushing toward Xiangyang?

Luo Nanzhu truly wanted to be closer to him. She had been away from him for too long, and no matter how they clung to each other, it never felt like enough.

In large-scale starship warfare, morale was of the utmost importance, especially when both sides were using mixed fleets! History had proven time and again that the battlefield belonged to the brave; only those who dared to fight could secure victory.

But just then, the big oaf suddenly started running as if he had gone mad, nearly throwing Jun Qingming from his horse.

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The Ghost Guide was created specifically for the wandering spirits who could not be reincarnated. Its founder was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, also known as the illustrious Divine Lord.

"That'll teach you to talk nonsense. That'll teach you to speak without thinking." Su Luan watched the silver needles piercing Yu Qian’s arm and face.

"Remember what I said." Hu Qingmang looked at her earnestly, unwilling to let it go, and reminded her once more, fearing she might not listen.

"Jiu’er, I want no one but you in this life. Don't leave me, okay?" This was what he had been unable to finish saying earlier. Now that it was fully spoken, the heavy stone in Nie Pan’s heart finally settled.

What? A group of eunuchs with bruised faces, along with the bewildered Ministry of Rites officials and that dazed old Lord Yu, were all left dumbfounded.

"That’s a fine martial technique." Watching Yue Changming’s retreating back, Tian Mingjiu exclaimed with excitement.

Zhang Hao lunged and struck, leaving the two men terrified and devoid of any will to fight. How could they possibly be a match for him? Before long, they were knocked to the ground, begging Zhang Hao to spare their lives.

The poverty here was somewhat unexpected for Li Jin. On the surface, the city looked bright and glamorous, but every city had its filthy corners, such as the place right before his eyes.

After all, this had been my initial grand goal. Now, with the support of the server owner, a surge of ambition rose within me. Although this owner wasn't exactly reliable, he was still the owner, and with his backing, I believed the future of the village would surely be bright.

A dragon has nine sons, and each is different; similarly, these sons did not share the same temperament or character.

"Senior Ziying, wait for me, wait for me!" I hurried along, and upon entering the village, I finally caught sight of Ziying’s back and flew toward her, calling out. I saw that the village beneath my feet was already a sea of flames, with sounds of slaughter echoing from all sides.

Han Baichi heard this and hesitated several times to speak, but in the end, it only turned into a long sigh.

Mu Lixiao stepped down from the swing and bowed gracefully. "This concubine pays respects to Your Majesty." Although there was no one else in the Begonia Garden and Consort Lan was nowhere to be seen, many people still passed by outside, so appearances had to be maintained.

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His past life’s body was, to him, the greatest natural treasure. If he could make use of it, the results would truly be extraordinary.

"Greetings, Nanny." Although Xia Jinyuan appeared incredibly timid to others, she was gentle and polite. Now that the heir had taken a liking to her, Nanny Liu found her more and more pleasing to the eye.

As expected, no sooner had the Empress Dowager emerged from seclusion than she sought out Huangfu Sheng. Even as the Empress Dowager, she could not interfere in court affairs, so she could not speak too bluntly.

Now, the Demon Might of the Ancestor of Fultian was at its peak, and he intended to take the Immortal Fairy Xuansu of the East Sea’s Xuansu Crystal Palace as his wife. This was a monumental event, and anyone of any standing in the East Sea cultivation world had come.

"I won't hide it from you... the total number of Dark Elves left is fewer than 200." Yudien looked frustrated and helpless. Who could have imagined that a race so powerful a thousand years ago would eventually perish because they could no longer reproduce?

Although Princess Youyue had been swallowed by the Soul Pool, Elder Haoyu did not stop his work. Once he fully activated his intelligence network, he immediately obtained a great deal of valuable information.

After all, any power is only strong when concentrated; the more dispersed it is, the further away it gets, and the weaker its impact becomes. Therefore, such a move could only force Hong Wu to keep his distance; Qiu Zhiming himself never expected such a tactic to defeat Hong Wu.

However, on the other side, Princess Shanshui of the Sagittarius royal family and Luo Tian did not fare as well. The Sagittarius sector also had prophets, and based on their predictions, Princess Shanshui and her group were constantly cracking energy clusters throughout the forbidden zone.

Although the Scholar had the strength to fight the Orange Fox head-on, that was not his style of combat.

Blood gushed from his throat, mouth, and nose. He panicked, knowing he was about to meet the King of Hell. However, he was unable to speak or even make a sound; he couldn't even curse his opponent. Soon after, he felt his eyelids droop, and he completely lost consciousness.