Volume 1, Chapter 34: Everything in Chaos

The long spear was imbued with the Emperor’s spiritual energy, signifying that Qin Mo possessed an attack method based on spiritual power, capable of dealing with enemies that were difficult to overcome through sheer physical force alone.

Lu Lan had just been wondering why Ning Muyan suffered from such an ailment, and why Ning Canghan and Ning Jingfeng had not allowed her to treat him.

She was, of course, furious. Struggling to break free from the binding immortal ropes, she lunged at Dong Mingya, intent on tearing into her throat and devouring her flesh.

After all, Lu Lan was simply incapable of refining a second-tier pill; even if they agreed to his request, what difference would it make?

Yet Makado had something to say as well: the Emperor’s actions were not a mere test; he simply believed it safer for the two of them to go together.

The two weapons and the powered armor emitted a radiant glow—embodying the hopes and reverence the people of the Talon Star Cluster placed in their sovereign.

Several burly men tossed their lunchboxes to the ground, shouting and clamoring loudly.

“I know your family owns a bowling alley, and you practice there frequently. I hardly have time to practice, so this isn’t fair,” Yang Meiyan said as she conversed, simultaneously pondering a strategy.

“I’m Lao Shi from the Equipment Department. Looking to talk with you? Where are you?” Shi Danai responded to Wang Yu.

“Wait another five years? How many five-year spans does one have in life? I’m already thirty this year; I can’t wait that long,” Zhang Kexin spat disdainfully at Wang Yu’s words, then shouted angrily at him.

“Hey, hey, still staring? Don’t just gape like a fool!” Vanessa’s figure had already vanished into the cave, but Roy stood there dumbfounded. The reminder beside him finally snapped him out of his reverie.

However, upon entering the room, he found not only Yang Mengtong but another person as well. This man bore a five-strand beard and an upright countenance. Yang Mengtong was taken aback, stepped forward, bowed, and addressed him as “Master.” It was none other than Ouyang Ting.

A performer who, in a previous life, had been nearly slandered beyond repair yet persevered, ultimately achieving great success.

Though these frail villagers posed no threat whatsoever to Yang Zhen, he nevertheless found it improper to forcibly remove them, causing the situation to become tense.

In the Red Dragon Star Cluster, Summer King Star, the Thousand Dragon Territory during summer, a dazzling beam shot into the sky, drawing the gaze of every super star lord on Summer King Star.

The burly warrior, seeing Glory’s fierce assault and feeling unsteady himself, dared not block directly and hurriedly took a step back.

Weili smiled and continued eating meat. Guli had been eating meat since the start and knew very well that this robot called T88 was not so easily captured.

“This time, Liu Hushan will go up to hold He Tie! Hushan, any problem?” Sun Jing looked toward Liu Hushan of Fuan High School.

The terrifying sound waves spread outward like rolling tides, causing even the trees below the rooftop to tremble slightly from the long howl.

Lin Xinru screamed, having tried to hide inside but accidentally bumped into the coffee table and fell to the ground.

Holding up the last remaining report of no responsibility, Director Xu tore it into dust in an instant, then turned to retrieve the genuine report. Here, Mr. S’s display already showed Sang Bai.

Hongzhou actually had a large iron mine that had been taken over by a band of bandits, who also abducted many people to work there, forging weapons sold to the bandits and robbers—some even flowing to enemy nations.

As everyone waited, the outer door opened, and with the nanny’s entrance, a godlike man appeared—dreamlike and surreal—standing before them in disbelief at his very existence.

Ziyao grasped Qin Yiran’s throat with one hand while throwing a handful of silver needles at the other four people in the courtyard. Though she had no cultivation in this world, her aim remained precise.

It turned out he had already planned to leave long ago, which was why he had made such an agreement with Chen Chen.

Using the Turtle Breath technique, he slowed his breathing and heartbeat to an almost undetectable level, quietly closing his eyes and listening attentively while cautiously releasing his divine sense to probe.

She raised her hand, fingertips lightly touching the petals. A moist, cool sensation swept through her, and spiritual energy surged into her body, bringing immense comfort.

This gathering collided with another film crew; both sides were wrapping up their shoots. Mu Family Entertainment was about to expand domestically… This film shoot was merely the first step toward that goal, marking the beginning of their foothold in the domestic entertainment industry.

“How could someone so young already suffer from hearing loss? Morin, repeat it for her,” Gong Ting said expressionlessly, clearly intent on tricking her.

Without delay, Ziyao helped the man in black to his feet, covering the bloodstains and all traces on the ground with earth. The trampled grass was arranged with branches into a firewood pile, the edges lightly ignited then extinguished.

Looking at his tall and elegant figure, she pursed her lips, summoned courage, stood on tiptoe, embraced his shoulders, and initiated a kiss.

From here, it was just one corner, a single road, then past a garden to his room—not far at all.

“Alright then, let’s think of another way,” Lu Mingxue said, disliking persistent pestering. After intimidation failed once, she gave up trying.

Xi Shaoting watched with suspicion and depth in his gaze but dared not ask; he could only hold it in, his face turning ashen.

As Senior Brother Zhou charged forward with a heroic and fearless demeanor, other outer disciples of the Divine Martial Palace’s outer gate were inspired, rushing forward with divine light swords in hand, unafraid of death. Some sustained more than a dozen sword strikes, battered and bleeding, yet persisted in battle. Not a single outer disciple showed the slightest hesitation despite their injuries.