Volume One, Chapter 51: Qin Chen: Are You... the Matriarch of the Polan Treasure Realm?

With this thought in mind, Zhang Tian immediately headed toward Sky Ridge Mountain, hoping to find a way to sneak inside.

"Are these fellows made of stone? Not a single groan even when injured," Gongsun Zhi said, glancing into the distance.

"My husband just promised me he would keep his distance from Lingwei. At most, the photos she manages to take will just be of the two of them walking together. What on earth am I getting so worked up about?" Mu Huan said coolly.

Wang Zhijie met Su Tianyi's fist with his left, a pale black aura coating his knuckles like an iron gauntlet.

Seeing this, everyone in the interrogation room was utterly dumbfounded—including Qin Zhao, who had originally resigned himself to enduring Qi Tianming's assault head-on.

Zhang Tian had not anticipated such a drastic turn of events. When he had channeled his spiritual energy into the rusted sword that day, the blade radiance had only stretched half a foot, but now, unleashed at full strength in the face of danger, it extended far beyond that. His heart steadied instantly as the radiance flickered and surged around the sword in his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you come after me, but we absolutely cannot have any more medical accidents," Shen Nanshan said with a helpless sigh.

"Ah, leave the human race out of it. We demons are not doing much better these days; we're just as busy fighting among ourselves," another demon remarked.

"North America has been submerged, as if swept by a continent-spanning tsunami. Corpses float for ten thousand miles. Fortunately, the First Expeditionary Force didn't suffer catastrophic losses; most of the casualties were ordinary humans, while the evolved ones barely managed to escape with their lives," Hong Yuanshan said in a deep, grim voice.

He gazed at the blue gemstone, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise and a sense of relief that it had not yet been purchased.

Under Yulong Feifei's airborne strike wielding the Six-Extinction Golden Dragon Halberd, the resulting attack manifested as five fierce beasts circling a five-clawed golden dragon.

Xuanyuan Lihuo and Ji Ruxue were equally ecstatic. The newcomer was none other than their dear friend Shi Tian, a man whom no one had ever truly been able to see through.

Gently placing her hands over the brightest glowing spot on Cilan's body, aligning them with the source of the red light, she began to cast the healing spell.

"Um... is something missing?" I pointed toward the empty safe and asked in a lowered voice.

The ghost market usually opened at midnight, and checking the time, I saw it was still early. I only hoped the ghost market hadn't been demolished yet. But when I parked my car in front of the "Anyang Inn" and saw both the red and white lanterns lit simultaneously, I knew there was still hope.

Xie Feng's words stirred up a thousand waves, like a massive boulder suddenly dropped into a calm lake. It was true; we had unconsciously overlooked this simple question. Why did it have to be a forced abduction? What if he had chosen to leave of his own accord?

Originally, he had expected it to take some effort, but he never imagined it would be so easy. Had he known, he wouldn't have bothered putting in so much thought.

"Stop right there!" The two bodyguards at the entrance saw Zhang Mingyu walking straight toward the private room's door and immediately reached out, speaking in cold tones.

Zhu Junzi, who had always grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth, never imagined that she would one day be reduced to borrowing money from a brick-moving laborer just to get by.

As for that little creature, Chier—no sooner had its words fallen than a dog appeared before it. Yes, exactly—it was Baoshi.

Chi Yanbiao always remembered what the alliance master had said back when he, Ouyang Jin, and Mu Xiaohan were all simultaneously accepted as disciples by the Primeval Alchemy Alliance.

"Incredible. Huang Yuan华 is more than a notch stronger than he was just a few days ago." Behind Huang Yuanhua, several other members of the younger generation who had also comprehended the profound mysteries of earth watched the scene in shock, muttering under their breaths.

To counter genetic suppression, the Four Dukes decided to destroy the imperial capital—though the prerequisite was rescuing the hostages first. Without a legitimate surface reason, they would face sanctions from the United Coalition; after all, waging an uprising against superiors still required a proper banner of righteousness.

"Do you have something important to say?" The unspoken implication was that if it wasn't important, she had no intention of bothering with it.

Du Fei could fully understand Wang Sheng's state of mind at that moment. To be suddenly betrayed by comrades, ambushed and nearly killed, watching one's fellow teammates slaughtered one by one by former brothers-in-arms—the feeling was excruciating. It felt as though his entire worldview was collapsing, with not a single person left to trust.

Li Youran also noticed the shifts in Ellington's faith lines. Although it instantly reverted to white, it was a dangerous signal that required vigilance, prompting him to decide on a preemptive strike.

Back when Cao Ke was alive, the Sixteenth Prince had been a frequent visitor, often coming to the Orchid Courtyard to pay his respects to Lady Li. Despite his noble status as an imperial prince, through such frequent interactions, Lady Li had come to view him almost like a nephew.

Dai Wei was also startled. Remembering Luo Lin's warning, she immediately cast a Frost Barrier upon herself.

An explosive roar of the Thunder God burst forth, akin to the descent of a deity looking down with absolute disdain upon all creation. A terrifying super electromagnetic cannonball was fired, its violent arcs of lightning resembling an ancient thunder dragon, letting out a heart-pounding thunderous roar as it struck the fused Asura known as "Chi" over a hundred meters away.

To train the complex motion of flight into sheer instinct—Luo Lin estimated that even with day-and-night relentless practice, it would take him several years.

"He loves to play around. No doubt he's found something amusing and hasn't returned yet," Qin Zhen answered truthfully.

Luo Rongxuan remained unruffled, speaking at a leisurely pace: "Those soldiers aren't innocent simply because they were normally Zheng Yong's lackeys. For the petty benefits Zheng Yong doled out, they committed all sorts of atrocities, helping him act as tyrants throughout Changlong City."

To be on the safe side, Chen Feng decided to give Li Muer a helping hand. Perhaps her boyfriend, like himself, was a loyal and affectionate person, which would make handling subsequent matters much easier.

Tughezhen took half a month to travel from the Rouran Khaganate court to Xini Slope, a territory actually controlled by the Tiele tribes.