Chapter 45 I Can Help You

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Yu Wanqiao continued to fix her gaze on Wan Qi Wuzhu. She hadn’t expected these two to share such a fate. Truly, they were protagonists straight out of a storybook. Yet what surprised Yu Wanqiao most was that Wan Qi Wuzhu, who had harmed countless women and slain many, could still ascend to godhood. Could this be the charm of a protagonist?

But now was not the time to ponder such things. Yu Wanqiao closed her eyes briefly, allowing herself to remain vigilant for anything amiss around her.

During Yun Luo’s absence, he had not been idle. Seizing the opportunity, he had transferred all the Divine Mechanism Camp soldiers guarding the celestial prison to the chamber’s exterior. Now, the forces outside the chamber numbered many tens of times more than before, countless soldiers arrayed in tight formation as far as the eye could see.

The message was clear: should the Ten Regular Attendants secretly accept bribes or sell offices, they would be beheaded without hesitation. This was to ensure he would not hesitate when the time came.

In the village clearing, three corpses were laid atop dry wood. Pretending to recite a few lines of scriptures for their peaceful passage, I then struck the match and set them ablaze. After all, I knew nothing, yet the villagers trusted me immensely, calling me too modest, which left me somewhat helpless.

But why did Wang Shou appear now to stop me? Thinking this over, Wang Tao found it inexplicable. After all these years of hardship, what had his efforts amounted to? Merely to save his own mother.

When news spread that the mysterious assassin of the Heavenly Palace had suffered a setback on Yin-Yang Island, the Axe God had already contemplated leveling the island.

Suddenly, a radiant light surged across the sky, drawing everyone’s gaze.

Many believed naturally that once one found the meaning of life, peace would follow—no more anxiety, confusion, or emptiness; instead, one would savor every second with bliss, thus achieving a fulfilled life.

When Zheng Chen was reborn, he had lost the power he once wielded as Sword Sovereign. This weighed heavily on his heart for a long time.

These tangled feelings gnawed at her like a knot in her mind; each visit to her maternal home added another layer of heaviness.

In Shanzhou, at the camp of General Cui Qianyou, night had fallen deep. Days of rain filled the air with mist; the clouds hung low and dark, while the ground was thick with mud.

During the allied army’s eastern campaign against the Han Empire, Royce had initially not accompanied the troops. Instead, he arrived later with the second reinforcement led by the Pontiff.

“What could this be? Even our eldest brother can’t figure it out?” A slightly gaunt middle-aged man among them hurriedly asked their eldest brother.

The profane godly light could only reduce the divine rank bonus by one tier; it could not diminish the basic attributes of each lord. Thus, each lord’s health remained roughly the same as before. Combined, the eight lords’ health neared five billion, comparable to the normal health of a super god.

Even so, the Golden Skeleton King, suddenly immobilized by the explosive power of six mental seeds, had not fallen. Instead, his massive, golden-glowing bones cracked with over a hundred fractures, and the light in his blood-red eyes dimmed.

Had it been anyone else, they would surely have been overjoyed. After all, they had labored for many years, and the fruits of their alchemy were finally before them. How could they not be pleased?

Fang Can’s right hand suddenly surged forward, swinging in a semicircle. With force against force, he entirely extinguished Mount Tai’s assault.

“Teacher, your complexion looks truly good lately—almost as if you’ve reversed age,” Wei Xiaodong said with a smile.

For the Peak Alliance, getting lost in the world of One Piece was a tragedy. Since meeting Xiao Nuo, his tragic life had truly begun.

‘My wife’—the second personality’s wife, not the other Lu Yuchen’s spouse.

Jiang Liannan stared at her, confusion and incomprehension etched across his face, allowing her to pull him down to sit beside her.