Volume One, Chapter 55: How Was the Girl That Night?

A casually snapped photo, as if taken from a deliberately tricky angle, transformed Helian Yuan—facing the light head-on—into an impossibly handsome figure. Watching him leisurely stuff the bun she handed him into his mouth, with no intention of using chopsticks, Lin Donglai thought to himself, “Yuandu’s words subtly align with the principles of the Dugu Nine Swords. There must have been a high monk in Shaolin who once faced Dugu Qiubai; otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a profound understanding of swordsmanship.” Suo Ou quickly shook his head, trying to banish the scene before him from his mind. Spying on two insects engaging in such acts stirred a wave of guilt within him.

From the moment they were born, they were passed to Yun Yan—sometimes living with the Gu family, sometimes wandering the Wuyou Realm, sometimes visiting the Divine Beast Realm to chat with the Sovereigns of Divine Beasts, and at times flying the world around with Lord Zhuque. Browsing the comments listlessly, Yan Luo’er had quit Weibo and, bored beyond measure, unintentionally drifted into drowsiness.

Ye Ranan’s deliberate provocations made Bai Ruyu somewhat uncomfortable, but for the sake of marriage, he was willing to risk everything. Kui Niu, a strange beast born from flames, was challenged by Ying Dila, the ruler of fire elements—a king of fire. Since Kui Niu intended to settle the duel with fire element power, Ying Dila was determined to show it who the true sovereign was.

The moment she fixed her gaze on him, the Xuanwu Sovereign felt his breath freeze, a profound terror filling his heart. Chu Bai randomly acquired Reina’s generation of the Solar Light divine body—not the Star God of War, nor the Time-Space Rose, much less the Power of the Galaxy. Although Chu Bai did not obtain the formidable divine bodies from Earth in the original story, Reina’s Solar Divine Body was by no means inferior and perfectly suited his abilities.

“I may have grown up in the capital, but my father and mother fought through blood and fire out front. Should we then feast and revel in this peaceful capital? So, I have never seen this golden silk swallow’s nest with jujubes—is that a fault?” Shao Shang’s voice gradually rose.

At this time, a flood of spectators surged toward Arena One. Fortunately, the stands there were larger and could accommodate the swelling crowd. Her memories were, in truth, sealed within the sea of consciousness, to be gradually recalled when she was older and began cultivation, once her body could bear the flood of these past-life memories.

Shen Lun was furious. After defeating Zong Cheng, he now held high power and, knowing himself to be the reincarnation of the White Emperor, his mindset shifted entirely. He arrogantly regarded himself as the emperor of heaven and earth.

“My uncle is Lao Yu from the detention chamber ahead. Have you ever met him?” You Huo asked.

Beyond the front window’s glass, mist flowed by. The wheels began to turn, and Du Deng·Liu watched them rush forward, holding his breath and closing his eyes.

The East Sea King and the Crown Prince were visibly pleased. The Fifth Princess sneered coldly beside them but had grown wiser and no longer caused a scene in public.

With stable assets and social connections, she could freely experiment with her ideas on the estate; whether agricultural tools, grain varieties, or luxury goods, she was confident that five years would greatly improve the family’s finances.

“Apprentice! Monsters incoming!” Lu Lingfeng called out as he launched another wave of monsters. Seeing Li Qing’s werewolf and baby hadn’t arrived, he shouted loudly.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, his physical strength like a furnace blazing wildly. The wind sang in his ears, and air flowed like water, propelling him forward.

Everyone seemed to be sweating, the fire’s intensity rising, yet the three hanging there felt chilled to the bone, shivering uncontrollably.

If before adulthood he could satisfy Zhao Xian, then Zhao Xian would let him take power. If he proved unfit, Zhao Xian would not force an incapable person onto the throne.

After two days and nights, they finally reached Huaian County. Only upon seeing the county’s name did a rare smile appear on her face.

Le Foji and Ri Gu De, the two leaders, though puzzled, bowed and took their orders.

The terrain of the Northern Province was flat, relying solely on the Great Wall and the mutual defense between major cities to fend off foreign tribes. Any lapse could open a gap for invasion.

“No, I admit I didn’t expect it, alright!” Shaoyang exhaled in exhaustion.

Sensing the resentful gaze from behind him—like a dragon’s silent grievance—Ning Ye could barely endure it and suggested to Dongfang Qingyue that they move somewhere else to continue their conversation.

“Your so-called noble consort? I am the Seventh Prince’s wife, not some damn noble consort!” Lan Xing’er finally lost her temper and cursed.

It was hard to tell whether he hadn’t learned the full nine thousand characters due to his overly positive attitude, or if he had indeed mastered them and was calm because his mastery was absolute.

Seeing her dress was indeed beautiful, Xi He didn’t expose her and casually pointed to a black set.

The problem was that this river crab should never have risked eating. Both the mid and lower routes were at a disadvantage. The jungler went for the river crab and got ambushed—this was already a huge loss.

Thinking this, Wang Yan’er shouted fiercely and unleashed her full strength again, attempting to shatter the treasure’s defense in one strike.

That detestable old Hongjun had engineered the downfall of the three clans but feigned benevolence by sparing the couple’s lives, sentencing them instead to indefinite imprisonment in the southern volcano.

He tidied himself up, and the festive robe softened his usual cold and indifferent aura, lending him a touch of vivid vitality.

I spent a full three years back then memorizing and fully comprehending all the knowledge within.

With this in mind, she tiptoed over, planning to sneak behind the woodshed and peer through the window.

You want to take Ma Dehua as your disciple, and upon learning I am his master, you specifically sent your disciple Xiao Xiangzi to kill me.

Meanwhile, Haidong Qing—Antonov Aerospace Manufacturing Company’s soon-to-be-developed carrier-based early warning aircraft—was also to be delivered to Russia, along with ten anti-submarine helicopters, paid for at market price. Great powers must act with the dignity of great powers.

“Very well, launch the attack at 2 a.m., fire all rockets and shells, inflict maximum damage. Don’t worry about ammunition; we want to weaken the U.S. forces and facilitate the Taliban’s subsequent military actions,” Eric ordered.

“Huh, what’s this? The Eternal Descending Monument?” Before coming to Tian Kunwu, Gu Yi knew of this—said to be another symbol left after the Kunwu War, standing independently outside the ruins.

According to the original plan, special forces were to strike the enemy’s rear transport and supply lines. Eric personally led an assault squad—108 special troops—quietly infiltrating government-controlled areas, wreaking havoc in the rear for over twenty days.