34. Su Yiyi is More Important Than Her

Not only did they make a fool of themselves everywhere, but when they encountered Wu Huanian, they couldn't even maintain their composure, repeatedly threatening to ruin everything.

Ian clasped his hands together, muttering incessantly. Ge Nie, standing to the side, was completely baffled; he felt more and more that the young man before him was beginning to resemble Tianming.

He wanted to reach for his phone, only to realize it had fallen out of his pocket and landed three meters away.

Some time ago, they had finally managed to get word of the herbs, but by the time they arrived, it was too late; someone else had beaten them to it.

In a corner of the courtyard, Hu Jin, Jiang Ming, and Wang Tian sat around a table, the fragrance of the tea before them wafting through the air.

She felt no annoyance or impatience toward those who peeked at her furtively; she simply found them quite amusing.

Living carefree every day without worrying about being scolded by Li Anmin for academic issues, her life was nothing short of splendid.

Tom gestured to Bruce and Alfred, signaling them to wait there. He then walked out the front door, and the noise outside instantly died down.

Suddenly, his gaze fell outside, where a cat-girl was lazily sunbathing on a lounge chair.

If only they had been stronger, the Huaming Sect would not have fallen, and the grand-uncle-master would not have fallen into a deep slumber.

"I've been here the whole time." She received a reply from Eileen immediately. Eileen was not as calm as usual, keeping the N2 communication channel open.

"And this so-called 'Saint' is not at a level I'm permitted to know about, right?" Lin Ru narrowed her eyes, already guessing what Q would say next.

He had to admit that Xu Wuyou was incredibly strong, both in terms of power and talent.

The leader of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect no longer harbored the murderous intent he once had toward Ye Tian; instead, his eyes were filled with a hint of shock.

Of course, it was also because Xu Wuyou's power of decay was truly bizarre, catching the old Three-Legged Golden Toad off guard.

For these people, some even suspected that Ling Hao’s ranking might have fallen out of the top one hundred. Because he wouldn't be easily spotted at first glance, they began scouring the entire Ascension Ranking in advance.

"This lava-state internal energy of mine is unprecedented... but if I'm not mistaken, this so-called lava state is merely laying the foundation." Han Dong spread his palms, staring blankly at the verdant trees.

Initially, when he discovered Ye Tian, he had intended to scare him off, but seeing that Ye Tian only had the aura of a third-level Qi Condensation practitioner, he hadn't cared.

At dinner, Ye Tian shared some permissible information with Mao Feiyu so he could report back, then brought the three heavy-set men along with Wang Yang and Xu Fangfang to welcome Mao Feiyu.

Suddenly, Yi Yuntian’s eyes trembled violently as he witnessed a familiar figure fly past him.

As the president of the Supernatural Association, he naturally knew that the old Taoist priest was also a member of their organization.

Watching the helicopter disappear into the night sky, the eyes of the Fierce Tiger Police Squad were instantly filled with terror.

Diwu He was weeping, his eyes brimming with tears. He didn't feel the least bit diminished by kneeling and begging in front of his juniors; as long as he could survive, he would happily kneel and admit his faults to anyone.

While there was still time, Liu Mang focused his thoughts and entered the Immortal Dragon Bowl. The bound Chime Venerable was still struggling bitterly, but it was all in vain.

If she could remember Zhan Tianling, had Huo Chenghua gone to the trouble of preparing this meal today just to celebrate her birthday?

Above his powerful form, a phantom manifested—it was the Lord of the Mingnan Realm. His movements were perfectly synchronized with the Lord of the Mingdong Realm, but the power and mystery had clearly ascended to a higher level, reaching the threshold of a legendary master.

The car window rolled down, revealing a face pale with terror. Lowering his voice, he asked, "Have you felt extremely exhausted lately?" As he spoke, he patted his own back.

In the prime of her youth, she was married off to a sickly man to bring him luck, and before the wedding ceremony was even over, she was branded with the reputation of a husband-killer.

The chubby man thought Feng Ling was trying to harm himself and hurried after him to stop his foolish act, but Feng Ling’s fist had already slammed heavily against the boulder.

A squad of forty or fifty Japanese soldiers spent their time patrolling the hidden paths near the village. Song Village was small, and they had circled it three times in less than an hour. Looking up, the sun still hung high in the west.

The twists of fate from over a decade ago, the changing of times, the years of arduous cultivation, and the constant longing—when could one finally find total liberation?

Lei Jian led the second, third, and fourth battalions, hiding in the tall sorghum fields near the Zhang Village watchtower. He analyzed that Li Gang’s cavalry battalion and Qu Jiaming’s reconnaissance company would certainly arrive there by sunrise.

Another early spring arrived; all things recovered, and the earth was peaceful, filled with the breath of new life.

The speaker was about seventeen or eighteen, his cultivation reaching the rare peak of the Innate stage. As he finished speaking, he suddenly lunged forward, his palm reaching out to grab Qing Lin’s ear.

Regarding team levels, the initial qualifying level—the lowest—is a C-level team. A C-level team needs to accumulate 50 points to upgrade to a B-level team, and upgrading from B-level to A-level requires double that, which is 100 points.

"What on earth are these people doing! They must have angered the Great Wizard!" The tribal chief’s entire body trembled as he spoke.

A massive splash suddenly erupted in the pool, followed by a giant wave shooting into the sky, sending spray in all directions.

Ju Hua, wearing loose pajamas, sat with her legs crossed, chewing on a lollipop while playing a game. Seeing Zhao Ling’s second message of feigned cuteness on the public screen, she rolled her eyes and smirked wickedly.

If Sun Zhuo couldn't even beat Fisher in a one-on-one, wouldn't that be a huge disappointment to these people?

Thinking of this, Mo Beiyu couldn't help but look forward again, only to see the pitch-black darkness ahead, where nothing could be seen.

Everyone cast surprised and gossipy glances at him, including Fang Fang and Haicao.

The best way was to solve the root problem and prevent Artest from continuing his malicious fouls and provocations against Sun Zhuo.