Volume One, Chapter One: Arriving Ten Years Later

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It was an old woman, very short and hunched, with hair as thick as a broom, tied up in a style about two feet high. Jiang Mengmeng’s expression immediately darkened. Everything was written plainly on her bright, clear face. Ye Lei waited for a moment but received no reply from Yin Xiatai, so he turned to look behind him. Behind Ye Lei, there was only Bai Baoshan, crouching on the ground, dozing.

“We are willing,” Ye Hen smiled faintly as he looked at the increasingly enthusiastic crowd on the ground.

Around 10:10, Zhou Ming finally withdrew his hand from Deng Gong’s grasp and exhaled deeply, but inwardly, he let out a long sigh.

Entering the Tomb of the True God directly from the entrance of this space could potentially elevate one’s bloodline to the ultimate level, but there was also the risk of losing the True God’s inheritance. If he continued forward, what if he could not enter the tomb at all?

After severing the connection, the person immediately concentrated fully on enhancing his spiritual power. In this ebb and flow, he connected with two shadows outside the realm—one black, one white—and by gathering the power of the Three Gods, they finally broke the solar crystal realm, an ordinary barrier powered by the Sun God’s strength. The yin and yang bodies merged completely into the original body of the colorful-clad figure.

They wanted to see who would ultimately prevail, and Yang Zhen was undoubtedly the typical representative among them.

Ye Hen looked puzzled at Yuehua’s retreating figure, his mind struggling to comprehend: “Apologize? What does she have to apologize for to me?” After pondering for a long time without understanding, Ye Hen stopped thinking and smiled faintly, slowly entering the room. After sitting down, he lifted the porridge to smell it—it indeed smelled delicious.

Throughout the day, although the Soviet army, under the command of Far East Front Commander Apanasenko, repelled multiple Japanese offensives, the Japanese forces still managed to break through the first line of defense at the Suifenhe front, leveraging their superiority in air and ground firepower.

Upon opening it, she found several dishes she usually loved to eat—clearly prepared by him, though she had no idea where he had sourced them.

Watching the soup pot bubbling vigorously, someone’s heart bubbled with anticipation, ready to engage in a culinary battle of three hundred rounds.

“Very well,” said Zhuge Yu. His expression was calm now, no longer as dark as when Wang Ma had seen him earlier.

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“My lord, I have reported the matter here to our organization. We agree to assist Ban Yue in battle, but you must pay a price,” Nolan Thos said under Wei Xu’s guidance, revealing the main purpose of their trip.

After speaking, he folded his hands and turned around, gazing deeply at her: “Since my master passed away, I have never felt warmth in this world again. I thank you for not treating me as a villain, for recommending me before your superiors, and for carefully healing my wounds. Being with you makes me feel quite at ease.”

However, at Qingye Daotai High School, Coach Kawano did not show any ill feelings despite the one out recorded on his side.

Transporting rare goods from overseas countries by sea to the inland often yielded profits dozens or even hundreds of times the cost. This was the Xu family’s most routine business; Xu Liqian found nothing surprising about it.

Even though Swinson had greatly helped Lu Bai, as the fallen princess of the Holy Cross Kingdom, Amanda naturally bore no goodwill toward the Landney people—the main culprits behind the kingdom’s collapse and the heavy casualties of the Rioret royal family.

At this moment, the Bright Knights and the Crete garrison were no longer as fierce as before. Earlier, aided by enhancement magic, they managed to force the orcs into retreat, but now they barely withstood the orc assault.

Cheers echoed throughout every corner of the Sky City, and everyone’s respect for Mo Ran grew exponentially.

“The matchmaking rules must not focus on gamification but on highlighting personality! This is a reality show—no matter how dramatic, it cannot compare to a finely produced TV drama,” Tang Feng said, looking at Fu Sheng.

After all, acquiring the schematics for the Electric Dragon’s equipment series was unrealistic—the level gap was too great, with the Electric Dragon’s lowest level being thirty.

Former emperors usually dealt with ministers who criticized or disbanded the army by demoting them or cutting their salaries, yet today, a hint of consent surfaced.

Wendy, crouching on the ground, looked at the ceremonial luxury cars with a trace of fear in her eyes.

Tang Lang had never seen these people before, but he vaguely noticed that those trench coat men were Caucasians, not the yellow-skinned, dark-eyed Chinese nationals.

Finally, Wang Shizhen made the decision: “Gentlemen originally ranked this boy first, but now, pressured by outsiders’ opinions, the ranking is changed. How is this different from Zeng Shen committing murder?”

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The tower suddenly filled with hundreds of people, creating a magnificent scene. Everyone was surprised not to see the Grand Wizard.

Lu Xin’er had long known about Tang Nian and Shen Yunshen’s affair but never dared to tell Shen Xicheng. She clung to a glimmer of hope, believing that a godlike man like Shen Yunshen would not favor Tang Nian.

Recalling Ye Zheng’s complete reversal in attitude toward her today, she was certain that Ye, an extraordinary man, must have whispered something in that person’s ear.

Wei Feng dashed through the circle like lightning. The enemies cried out in surprise, hesitated, and were then hunted down by the continent’s warriors and their beast companions, all thrown beyond the horizon.

Old Zhang looked up at the sound and saw three shadowy figures appear from nowhere, separating himself from the two monsters.

Once, he had earned Xie Tianyao’s deep trust, but in the end, he chose Murong Sheng. Had he known from the start that Xie Tianyao was a prince of the previous dynasty with ambitions to restore the kingdom, would he have betrayed her for Murong Sheng?

“All right, stop being so polite to each other. You are all my benefactors and friends; I will keep you in my heart,” Ren Fei said. “I’m exhausted! I’ll get some water and clean up here properly. You all stay put.” With that, he bid farewell to everyone and left the house with Daji.

Her eyes flickered with a strange purple light. After a moment, a purple mist floated lightly from her intensely hostile violet pupils, drifting toward the dwarf.

The weather had truly changed. A thick, heavy fog enveloped the entire area at dawn. When day broke, the wind began to blow—cold and biting, with frost sealing everything tightly.