Volume One, Chapter Five: No Seductive Vixen Can Compare to Cui Xingze's Charm

"Have you been away from the temple for too long?" Yin Ning, finding Ren Han's remarks excessive, cast a cold glance and turned to leave.

Lately, Xia Min had been hounding him relentlessly. Whenever Yue Zhao appeared at the academy, Xia Min would materialize before him like a tracking device.

Upon hearing the word "Mommy," her tears became uncontrollable once more, pooling in her eyes as if they were about to breach their banks at any second.

Mo Han clearly did not believe her, for he had seen Jiang Yue in the act the moment he emerged.

Logically speaking, a seventh-stage Houtian practitioner should possess several times the spiritual energy of a fifth-stage practitioner; why would he fear a battle of attrition?

Overcome with worry, she reached out recklessly and gripped the blade of the Fengwu Sword. The originally vermillion edge was instantly stained a more vivid, blood-red hue—alluring and beautiful, yet harrowing to behold.

Could a catastrophe be triggered without tripping a mechanism? Was she to be denied her wish for a quiet death?

In the darkness, his courage grew. He kissed and caressed her, leaving Hongxia blushing and shy. "Brother, please... don't do this..." Though she longed to pull away, she felt a reluctance to leave his warm embrace, so she remained passive, offering no response.

Zhang Yunyan found these words even more baffling and unbelievable; these experts and spirits, who possessed the prowess to defy the Black Evil Star, would never willingly choose death, nor would they commit suicide.

Unable to intervene and realizing time was running out, Zhang Yunyan hurriedly hurled the Flying Dragon Divine Blade, hoping to land a sneak attack and slay the monster.

"Truly, heroes are born of youth! Good! Very good! And who are these two?" Old Master Ma asked, looking toward Shangguan Tingyu and Zhao Ling'er, who sat beside Guan Qing.

"Uncle Ruan has been very kind to me; even if it weren't for you, I would risk my life to save her." Xie Gongbao drew his broad, thick sword, leaped into the air, and soared above the fishing village. With a sharp gaze, he locked onto Gao Gan and his three companions and brought his blade crashing down.

"Damn it, it's a trap!" Yuan Shu roared. Just then, he saw a figure with butterfly wings hovering in the sky beneath the moon. Countless feathers drifted behind Lan, her right hand raised high.

As they ventured deeper, the carnage grew more frequent and more gruesome. Yan Yuncheng and the others had become numb, yet the anger festering within them grew deeper, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

They were the dregs discarded by the Holy Tower and the Knight's Hall from the slave legions, tossed here to assist the first-rank knights in managing the natives.

"Brother Chu is right." This came from Lin Yu, who had been silent for a long time. He stood like a saint in the wind, his hands held high and his eyes tightly shut, as if he had merged with the gale of wine.

"If we encounter a torrential downpour while driving this sedan along these mountain roads, we'll be in trouble," Metalls said.

"So many zeros—they must have been brainwashed," the shopkeeper mused from the side.

She had yet to visit the Sea of Chaos, a place famous for being both a perilous trap and a land of riches within the Star Realm. This could be considered fulfilling the "trial" mission assigned by her master.

Zhang Yuanhang calculated that as long as they could hold the line, the demon lord before them likely couldn't wipe them out within five minutes. Once the second wave of reinforcements arrived, they would survive and complete the mission.

Just then, Han Dang arrived in the distance. He drew his bow, notched an arrow, and fired at Liao Hua.

Once the Nest of Evil opened, it meant that starting next week, players could enter this team dungeon, which was one level higher than the Elemental Fortress. Once the Nest of Evil was conquered, the new expansion pack would be due in three months.

"Ying Ge went to run an errand for the old mistress. It just so happened that Sister Liu came by to keep me company," one of the matrons replied.

Thereafter, for eight hundred kalpas, he practiced medicine to cure illnesses, urgently saving all sentient beings and bringing them peace and joy. When this kalpa ended, another eight hundred kalpas passed, during which he widely practiced skillful means, opened the various Daoist canons to expound spiritual scriptures, promoted righteous transformation, spread divine power, helped the nation, saved people, and transcended from the hidden to the manifest.

Fortunately, Lu Yajun had a good relationship with her family, and their financial situation was more than comfortable, so the moment they heard the police needed to verify her identity, her parents flew over immediately.

When they left the hospital, Chu Shenge's wrist was wrapped in a bandage, making the injury appear severe. Lu Chenhuan placed a possessive arm around her waist and led her toward the car.

Gazing at the disheveled swordsman before him, Chen Dao truly could not believe that this man was the current Emperor.

At this thought, flashes of light flickered in the eyes of the Immortal Zijhen. The most critical moment had finally arrived. The outcome of the final battle hinged on this.

A swordsman with a face full of unkempt hair walked up to the red-haired swordsman, checked his body, and then, with a sullen face, addressed all the adventurers in the cabin.

But then she thought, why mention zongzi for no reason? Shouldn't they be eating mooncakes? It wasn't the Dragon Boat Festival.

However, as Ling'er picked up a massive greatsword from Haka, Milwana was instantly struck speechless.

Yet, even as the signalman sprinted away, a mysterious smile touched the corners of his mouth. With so many supplies, he could earn quite a profit in the turnover.

What if it was worth seven trillion? Setting aside whether one could even scrape together that much copper ingot from the forums, even if he did, would he dare to sell it?

The idea of being the president of Z University was surely a joke. Bai Jiao teased Shang Tuo, laughing heartily. She was in such a good mood that she even ate a few extra bites of the food served.

This purple metal now appeared before Lin Jie, engraved with eerie magic runes.

Qian Qingjian knew the old man's white hair was a wig, and that his wife, Dai Qisi, originally had a white-haired wig too—presumably snatched by Fan Yao and hidden away somewhere. "Shh, be quiet, I'm here to cure your poison..." Qian Qingjian suddenly thought that Mr. Silver Leaf would be the perfect subject for testing medicine.

"Sigh, if I don't go for these few days, will it be too obvious?" Yan Ruojiu asked, tilting her head as she swallowed the chestnut in her mouth.

Zhao Di's heart, which had just settled, rose again. Had the Emperor discovered something? When one expects nothing, everything seems normal, but once suspicion takes root, everything takes on a hidden meaning, making one feel as if every tree and shrub is an enemy.

The Zhao Di from back then had perfectly fit that uniqueness, and as they spent time together, she moved closer to his expectations, making him unconsciously hope for more.

Qiu Pinsu rarely showed a smile in front of others; he was always distant and cold, maintaining a barrier between himself and everyone else.

Shuxin did not lose her temper, yet she resolved the matter in such a gentle way that it drew a chorus of praise.