31 Containing Warmth

Not to mention that the Lin residence was home to high-ranking officials, and the "genius doctor" knew all too well that she was a fraud. To continue would be to invite certain death for no reason.

A triumphant glint flashed in Jin Yezhou’s eyes. He held her firmly, carried her away from the window sill, and laid her down on the soft bed.

"Though he has not entered the Dao Court, he is still a top-tier expert in the Profound Realm," Gu Yue commented.

He had truly been suffering from a headache upon learning that there were disciples of elders among the three death matches, and that the mysterious "Nine Nether Ghost King" was involved.

This was only because Li Si was not targeting them; the Dragon’s Roar was primarily focused on the honeycomb to the northwest. Otherwise, an unprepared Qi Refining stage cultivator would have been instantly shattered on the spot.

This meant that the plain-looking old man in white before them was none other than the former Dragon King of the East Sea.

This time, aside from the carriage driver, Jiang Chu did not bring anyone else. If it were within the same city, he felt it would be fine; if it didn't work out, he would simply head back home.

Wang Tieshu was somewhat tipsy. The old beggar stood up, swept the items off the stone platform, and told Wang Tieshu to lie down.

Qiao Qiao knew that ever since Lin Xiao returned to the country, she had wanted to make friends. He was very supportive of her efforts, and now that she had finally succeeded, although he felt a bit dejected being left at home, he was still happy for her.

Jiang Tao was truly worthy of being a Yellow Court Realm cultivator, his cultivation level plain to see. Even though he had not been in the Yellow Court Realm for long and had yet to master many of its Daoist techniques, he was formidable.

As one of the few fourth-grade sects in the Southeast Region, the Blood Sword Hall possessed significant strength—at least enough to suppress most of the sects present, including the Nether Sect.

Hu Qi leaned in close to Ye Fan, and a faint fragrance wafted toward him. What startled him was that this scent was not merely alluring; it actually caused his body to heat up, stirring intense impulses he could hardly resist.

Huh, that’s strange. Why are the Master of the Abyss’s ears turning slightly purple? Could it be... could it be that she is embarrassed?

"Governor, what did His Majesty say?" Seeing him emerge, the subordinates waiting outside hurried forward to ask.

Old Zhang was one of his few true friends. Since the conditions here were suitable, he was more than willing to have him come and invest. If nothing else, at least he would have a companion when he visited in the future.

If Qing Feng knew what Wu Feng was thinking at that moment, no one could guarantee that he wouldn't just throw Wu Feng overboard.

The silence did not last long. A moment later, You Lan slowly raised her right hand and placed it over her heart.

Old Xu, who had just swept away several pirates, had not yet recovered his momentum. How could he possibly defend against this blade coming from the side?

"I’ll leave it to you to keep up the good work!" A relaxed smile instantly appeared on Lin Fan’s face. He looked at Ling Qi with tenderness before turning to leave.

The only drawback of ripple ore was its lack of hardness. According to the detailed records of the Gauss Weapon Manufacturing Company, most of the ripple metal refined from the ore was used to manufacture energy conduction equipment.

The trending news app was boiling over once again. It felt as though something major had happened, leaving everyone feeling restless.

The man spoke a great deal in one breath, but then realized his slip of the tongue and immediately stood to the side, acting obediently.

"Young man, don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" Zhu said, looking displeased, and the bodyguard standing behind him immediately began to berate Tang Feng.

The once glorious Count was now in a truly miserable state. A throwing spear had pierced through his leg, and the high-speed rotation of the weapon had torn such a large hole that his leg was nearly severed, held together only by thin strips of skin and flesh.

Having witnessed the mystery and grandeur of the Lord God’s game, Raphael was no longer satisfied with being a "shepherd of the Lord"; he wanted to be the sole owner of the farm.

He had never imagined that Song Cheng could accept his overture, as if the past were merely smoke and he no longer cared at all. But such things were not so clear—how could he truly not care? Those who claim not to care are merely passersby; having not experienced it themselves, they can easily dismiss the past as smoke.

"Why are you looking at me? You are their Ghost King; you should be the one finding a way out for your subordinates," Yi Xuan scolded Mo Luo irritably.

Su Yang was not worried; once she sobered up, she wouldn't remember tonight's events. After all, she was a practitioner, different from ordinary people.

Lin Yi watched and hurriedly followed inside. However, he felt relieved; at the very least, it wasn't the worst possible outcome. Besides, there was a secret chamber here. Even if something happened later that he couldn't control, he could always just shut the door.

It often happens this way: you want to try it, play with it, "I won't go too deep"... and then, before you know it, you’ve become an old hand.

"Good." The E-Beast was immediately summoned. As they fell straight down, the E-Beast caught them one by one.

Even Juye and Mucha had no carriage to ride in; the horse had long since died of exhaustion on the road.

There was no help for it. Constructs were different from golems; golems were more dependent on magic. As long as you mastered powerful magic, even a carved stone ball could be made to fly like a cannonball.

He had been too tense to notice before, but once he relaxed, he realized that those few short minutes had felt as long as a century, draining every ounce of his energy.

He had no expression, which must have made her very sad. Every time she approached him with such passion, only to be defeated by the coldness he radiated.

Wen Qian’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her lips, as if he would kiss her again the moment she said something he didn't want to hear.

Looking at the lively comment section, Wen Qingcheng suddenly felt that being in the entertainment industry wasn't so bad after all.