30. Mastering the Situation

"I am a senile old fool, rambling on and misusing words. Please, do not take offense at a man of my age," Cai Jinglun said with a bitter smile, bowing in return.

"Since when has my empire changed its surname to Shangguan?" Nalan Wushuang suddenly sneered. She looked at the ministers kneeling throughout the hall, then shifted her gaze to the old man kneeling at her feet, his back stiff and straight, her eyes chilling.

On the second floor of a teahouse, someone had already set their sights on Changge and the others, who were strolling leisurely through the streets below.

He took a deep breath, diverted a portion of the spiritual power he had been using to suppress Li Jiuzhen, and pointed a finger toward the back of Shen Ji's head.

Clearly, this massive furnace was the geothermal fire left behind after Chu Yi had moved the Flaming Mountain away.

"What are you afraid of? You’re shaking like a sieve! Do you really think this Princess is so cruel and heartless that I would beat you?" Seeing Hexiang’s state, Guo Bier felt a fresh wave of anger, her tone turning even more vicious.

When he first obtained the Wind-Thunder Treasure Mirror, he was unaware of its true power. Once, while exploring for treasures in the desolate wilderness, he was attacked by a divine beast. Gravely injured and left with no other choice, he brought out the mirror, only to find that it obliterated the half-step divine-level beast standing before him.

"Have you ever seen this item before?" Han Long asked indifferently. Immortal Crystal Stones were of the utmost importance. With an unknown enemy potentially closing in, he had to hurry to locate them.

The next moment, the assassin tossed Lin Xiu aside like trash and began walking toward them step by step.

The man seemed to have sensed something, laughing wildly. His voice echoed, at times near and at times far, sending a shiver of dread through the hearts of those who heard it.

"Uh, let the three of us be a group!" Xuanji pointed at Qiufeng Zhouqi and Yanhuang Paopao, making a swift decision.

Although it could not strengthen his own cultivation, upgrading it would allow related items, such as the "Insulting Bricks," to be upgraded as well, increasing their power.

Ever since Zhang Feng rescued Yao Meng and the others, they had been living with Xiaoxuan. However, due to the strained relationship caused by the Hero Gathering, Xiaoxuan felt too awkward to integrate with them.

Having just finished arguing, they were in that delicate stage of trying to reconcile without having fully done so. Naturally, Jiang Yunshen would come over after work.

It must be said that only a princess like her—who was difficult to wake even with thunder, and who had only experienced restless sleep once after being drugged—could reach her level of unconcern.

His once meticulous, high-quality shirt had its buttons scattered, and thick white bandages were wrapped around his chest, though blood was still faintly visible beneath them.

Misfortunes never come singly. The disciples guarding the formation brought another piece of terrible news: many had defected, over twenty had been killed in action, and they no longer had the strength to maintain the sect's grand protective formation.

The man before her would be her husband for the rest of her life, and she might have to rely solely on this night to secure a protector for her future.

The City Lord of Skyfire City, Xu Shaobo, was unaware of this. Seeing Xu Qinghu’s demeanor, he quickly set aside his arrogance and began offering toasts with great respect.

It could be said that each of these three conditions was extremely harsh, making this Earth Dragon Spring even more precious than mountains of gold and silver.

"That is exactly what I mean: the Vessel of Chaos, the Dao of Chaos." Ye Chen chuckled, inexplicably closing his eyes. While his mind manipulated the Immortal Fire and Heavenly Thunder to refine the Great Luo Divine Iron, his consciousness was busy evolving the Dao of the Cauldron within his mind.

Even though Ji Xirui had not yet been enrolled in school, she still did her homework with Yaya and the others in the evening.

At these words, more than a hundred people stirred. Zuo Qiuming led the way, charging into the cave first.

"A-Che..." Gu Anxing’s voice was very soft, and then she saw the baby carriage not far away.

Shiva’s body grew taller inch by inch, until he stood like a heaven-defying giant above the dark, winding river of the Underworld.

But no matter how Zhao Tiezhu read the reports, it seemed to him that security was the true theme of the coverage.

Er Guzi nodded. "Just a bit of skin scraped off my hands, everything else is fine. I'm just a bit shaken," he said honestly.

He rebuilt the fire and set the water to boil. When it was half-heated, he took out something wrapped in palm leaves from behind him. It looked like dark sawdust, and he pinched some with his fingers, slowly sprinkling it into the clay pot.

The sixth-grade broadcaster was so excited by the ball game that he started shouting. He had no idea that everything he just said was being broadcast to the entire school. This poor broadcaster, Zeng Daxian, had inadvertently incited public outrage.

Tang Jin’s wrist was gripped so tightly by Wang Yiqing that his skin was pierced; he finally woke up in pain and hurriedly let go, but the other man had already fainted.

Lu Bu laughed and said, "Naturally. But this requires long-term planning. Let Shen Pei govern this place for now; I will send someone to take over later." The generals replied in unison.

Lu Bu had always attached great importance to the development of his cavalry. In the age of cold weapons, cavalry was a powerful force for field operations. Their mobility was a nightmare for the enemy. Lu Bu likened his cavalry to the tanks of the future. Their mission was to penetrate and divide, consume the enemy's vital strength whenever possible, and disrupt their formation.

Jenny’s expression shifted—anger, unwillingness, and frustration—eventually dissolving into a long sigh. "Why won't he pledge loyalty to the Federation?" she asked weakly. She had not expected this question to enrage Natasha.