23 Bullying (Three-in-One)

"I never expected the Ancestor of Yin and Yang to be this powerful; to think he could hold his own against the Great Royal Sword Technique without falling behind," a cultivator remarked, gripped by panic. The sword strike the Ancestor had just manifested was in no way inferior to Li Jiayuan's Great Royal Sword Technique. Such heaven-defying divine arts left them in a state of terror.

He hesitated, stunned. There had been so many opportunities, yet he had chosen to keep it bottled up inside. I, however, am not the type to suppress things; I had to get to the bottom of it.

Lu Qingyu, now proceeding at a slow walk, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead incessantly. Feeling his mouth parched and dry, he hurriedly pulled out his water skin and took a long, refreshing gulp.

Although Yue Longtian knew nothing about the film industry, he was aware that the Jackie Chan Stunt Team was Jackie Chan's personal troupe. Even if one were to hire them for an outside project, it would not be a cheap endeavor.

"Yuhua, are you telling the truth?" Ye Yu sprang up from the grass, as if he had suddenly caught a glimmer of hope.

Elder Qiu, seeing that Lu Qingyu was as impatient as ever, gave a light cough to call him to a halt.

"Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami, if you strike against the Divine Marquis now, I promise you that your family will be safe, and I will even make your clan the royalty of the East," Miyan stated calmly. Of course, he was merely being controlled as a puppet; as for how long that status would last, that depended on my mood.

Du Fei knew this was the divine skill his master had spoken of, so he dared not be careless, holding his breath and focusing all his attention on the changes within his Sea of Spirit.

He had just raised the shoulder pole when his opponent lunged forward, landing a punch squarely in his solar plexus. He was sent tumbling several times, gasping and coughing in agony.

"I didn't!" Brother Ding showed a rare, tsundere expression, even going so far as to give Luo Yixuan a flirtatious wink.

Sikong Yan looked a bit off today. Before Shen Lan’ying could figure out what was wrong, Sikong Yan had already walked up to her and, without any warning, pulled her into an embrace.

Before Shen Lan’ying could say another word, Sikong Yan jumped off the carriage and ordered Feng Shuang to take her back.

"Has the child woken up? I thought it would take a while longer!" Leng Ruxin said with a smile.

After Zhuang Yan severed the wings of the Tengu, the subsequent series of actions were nothing short of a brutal slaughter of the creature.

Although Xie Jingyang was new to the school’s faculty, his connections were well-known. To demonstrate its support for his professional development, the school had included the new teacher in this round of advanced training.

Her words made Gao Min turn her head in displeasure, narrowing her eyes as if suspecting her of harboring hidden motives.

In modern times, one might use rubber gloves, but in these circumstances... Ye Zhi had no choice but to grapple with the yams directly.

Behind him, the giant formed by the Divine Might Susanoo gripped a longbow and drew the string to its limit. A ten-meter-long arrow, condensed from black flames, whistled through the air with a soft hum of the bowstring, instantly piercing the sky as it charged toward Zhuang Yan.

Like instant noodles soaked in boiling water, the entangled Dragon-Mouth Vines slowly unfurled. Within the vines, two sturdy stems faintly emitted a purple light. These stems straightened and pierced into the engine’s throttle and control valves; these were the channels for energy input and output.

As she spoke, Tian Rou fished a small object from her pocket and handed it directly to Tian Xiang.

Of course, all of this was merely Tian Xiang's speculation. To obtain proof, he had to determine the whereabouts and destination of the Sea Clan.

He subconsciously reached for his waist, reacting just as Gu Fan had, searching for a weapon at the first sign of trouble.

The Dowager Princess of Chu had never imagined the late Emperor would leave behind such a decree, and for a moment, she stood there, stunned.

The rulers of the Pirate Star, the "Furnace Gate Alliance," were a coalition controlled by a council of captains from the ten most powerful ships. Three of these ships were destroyer-class vessels, each equipped with Void Cannons.

During the first week, he would still exchange a few words with Gu Feng through the window, but by the second week, he had almost forgotten who Gu Feng was.

Mother Chen was startled at first, then her eyes lit up. "You mean..." Madam Li the Elder was asking about the fertility prescription.

Could it really be such a coincidence? Qingyun felt that even the heavens were not on the side of the Dowager Princess of Chu tonight.

"What accident?" It couldn't be what she was thinking, could it? This trope? Had she lost her chastity? But did the Ghost Clan even have bodies anymore?

Chen Xueli had just taught Tang Lan'er a lesson, and the doctor had turned around and healed her; wasn't that just inviting trouble for herself?

In fact, he had already investigated Lu Sen's background thoroughly: a student in the medical department of Mingting University.

She looked like someone abandoned by a faithless lover, yet even now, she did not believe that her unscrupulous pursuit of love had been wrong.

Wang Xianliu hurriedly questioned the Golden Monkey King about Chi Tong, and the King gave a miserable account of what had happened.

Zhou An turned back to look at the Holy Mother of the Pure Land and narrowed his eyes. It was strange; he had clearly seen her memories, yet he still could not fathom how she had done it. How could she perform a seduction technique while her meridians were sealed? Was it a charm that went down to her very bones?

According to legend, Gold-Fire Insects could only propagate in extremely hot geothermal veins or volcanoes. Once removed from such intense heat, they would stop breeding, and if the environment became too cold, they would die instantly.

These two horns were not mere flesh; they were treasures condensed from years of his essence. Now, Su Li had forcibly snapped them off. It would take hundreds of years of effort to regenerate them.

"Ahem..." Seeing the situation grow somewhat chaotic, Nangong Qing was forced to speak again. "Everyone, please be quiet. There were many cultivators present at the time; as for the matter of credit, we will discuss rewards once we have fully understood the situation." After Nangong Qing finished, Yun Congzi’s face darkened slightly, and he flicked his sleeves and stepped back.

The Architecture Furnace was placed back on the operating table, though the roles were swapped this time: Yan Rong acted as the observer, while Jiu Tian took the role of the Architect to carry out the creation.

The younger generation of the Beast King’s various clans had expected Su Li to strike as he had before, but to their surprise, he merely cast a calm glance at them and, as if nothing had happened, focused his attention entirely on the stone wall.

Feng Mi naturally understood the Empress Dowager’s intentions. Her phoenix eyes narrowed as she looked at the daughters-in-law seated in the great hall, her gaze finally resting on Helan Jin.

The Meng Po soup, which had previously dwindled to a trickle, suddenly transformed back into a waterfall, crashing down from the heights with a thunderous roar into the Wangchuan River, creating a massive, pale yellow current that vied for the riverbed with the waters of the Wangchuan.