Volume 1, Chapter 28: Xu Mingyue Always Comes Off Worse Against Lin Qiao

A spray of blood erupted in the air, mixed with fine, pulverized fragments of flesh. It was the blood spewing from Babanor's mouth, mingled with his shattered internal organs.

Without magical energy, a master is like a martial artist who has lost all their inner strength; no matter how many lethal techniques they possess, they have no way to execute them.

Seeing this, Fang Yao’s face turned icy. The nine great swords flying through the air suddenly emitted a pitch-black radiance. Countless threads of law intertwined, and the nine blades merged into a single, ten-meter-long, razor-sharp sword tip.

The ball hit the crossbar and bounced out of play; a groan of disbelief echoed over the San Siro. The Milan players rushed into the penalty area to console Pirlo. It was now eleven against ten, and with only half the match played, the scales had tipped heavily in Milan's favor.

Yue Shangshao could only weep, her vision blurred by tears. "Think clearly before you reply to me. If you are reasonable, I shall treat you with reason; if you choose to be unreasonable, then I shall be unreasonable with you!" He immediately summoned Consort Xi, entrusting her to take Yue Shangshao away, hoping that through her persuasion, the girl might soon see reason.

In official circles, great store is set by feng shui and luck. In Xu Dongqing’s eyes, Zhao Zhengce was a man who brought good fortune to his superiors; at the very least, Huang Tiexin had reaped significant benefits from him.

The powerhouses seated in the area nearest to the high platform were, if not cosmic overlords, then at least high-level cosmic venerables of formidable strength. After all, attempting advanced cultivation techniques without sufficient base strength could prove harmful.

Zhao Zhengce followed behind You Zhuanding as they appeared at the entrance of the auditorium, where a burst of enthusiastic applause immediately broke out.

"Say that again? The enemy army has landed on Luzon Island? The 23rd Division is resisting to the death, yet they have still lost ground?" At the Southern Army Headquarters, Tsukada Osamu felt his head spin upon receiving the telegram from the 23rd Division.

Wuyang handed the crystal core he had dug out to Zhu Wangshu. Its texture appeared transparent, yet from certain angles, it could be seen clearly, as if it were cloaked in invisibility.

Seeing this, Luo Feng knew Yaoyao must be doing something momentous in the room, and he decided to give her a hand.

"Very well, I have told you so much only to remind you: if the opportunity arises in the future, you must return to this Demon Forest and destroy the main soul of the Demon Bamboo, lest it truly find a way to break the seal."

She had spotted Wang Zhi crying his heart out at the gate of the Luo manor early that morning; no matter how they tried to drive him away, he insisted he was Yaoyao’s father.

She remembered how, when she first arrived in this world, she had marveled at how well the Tong family treated their staff. Though the servants were managed strictly, they were relaxed and enjoyed generous benefits.

The fake daughter was only eighteen and had not long left behind her life as a high school student. Moreover, the monthly allowance given by Mr. and Mrs. Lin was fixed to prevent her from developing extravagant habits; it was just enough for her daily expenses, so it was no surprise she couldn't produce the money right now.

As the person involved, Ye Xuan gathered all his strength, pulled Princess Pingyang tightly into his arms, and rolled to the right.

At the window behind the house, Jiang Hao grabbed a chair, smashed the window open, and vaulted out like a leaping fish.

Rather than wasting energy on such meaningless things, it would be better to save it for something more significant.

Perhaps worried that Xiao Beilin would mock her, Xiao Bechen would surely say she had the brain of a pig—intending to frame someone else, only to end up having to pay them six hundred taels of silver. Truly, she had lost her fortune and her pride in the bargain.

His every word now made it seem as if he truly regarded Jiang Rong as his own son, hoping that he would look after his own son, Liang Huaiyong, in the future.

Although Luo Yunchu’s feigned death was a spur-of-the-moment decision, she was meticulous and thorough, having considered every possible contingency.

In the private room, when the treasure was presented, the expressions of the young masters from various families were quite colorful. They had only heard of the legendary fame of Prince Kaoshan Yang Lin without ever meeting him, yet they all knew of his immense power.

Dr. Simon sighed again. "Mr. Pei, besides the specific medication, there are other methods that can alleviate your symptoms."

"Ke'er, I love you. It turns out that your place in my heart is so incredibly important! You are my everything, and my only weakness. I am sorry; from now on, I will protect you well and never allow you to suffer the slightest grievance!" Gu Sheng held Ke'er tightly, murmuring to her.

Su Yanting felt that their son resembled Jiang Rong in this regard, but Jiang Rong insisted the boy looked like her; the couple playfully argued over who the child took after.

"Don't forget what we agreed upon—do not cross the line." Although Xiao Bechen refused, his voice was not icy.

After all, no one wanted to be targeted by a Golden Core stage powerhouse, and the Nine Nether Sect was, after all, a major sect in Jingzhou.

"Uncle Xiao, you must be feeling the shattered bones by now, but you haven't started bleeding yet. I imagine you haven't truly grasped the meaning of the words 'flesh and blood' just yet." Due to the excruciating pain, Xiao Jianghe’s head hung low. Gu Sheng grabbed his hair, forced his head up, and spoke to him.

Her face was now deathly pale—whether from fear or if she had always been this way, it was hard to tell.

"Her father is also a businessman, but he is in the capital! Not in Longhai!" Wei Lanying glanced at Xiao Yunfei and said coolly. She was truly speechless at Xiao Yunfei’s question; it seemed it was better to remain ignorant.

It was precisely for this reason that Zhuanxu offered such calm and gentle words of persuasion; there was still the sacrificial ceremony to be held, after all.

Liu Qing smiled. She knew Xiao Yunfei was saying this for her benefit. With Xiao Yunfei there, however, everything felt certain. Having cooperated with him many times, Liu Qing trusted and relied on him immensely—not to mention that it was common knowledge throughout the company that Xiao Yunfei was set to become the Vice President.