53 Containing Warmth

A slender, vividly lifelike gray-black spirit snake took shape in Kufen’s hand, and as he uttered the final word, he lightly flicked it away.

Had it been in the past, An Rui would never have dared to take such a risk by challenging a level 17 sorcerer. But the circumstances had changed. Bearing the Six-Pointed Star emblem, he now possessed the strength to contend even with formidable foes. The air here was abundant, and the space ample, allowing him to freely harness the emblem’s power.

The sword intent of boundless heavens and the ancient primal aura were both manifestations of the utmost refined willpower, rivaling original forces with only a few capable of standing shoulder to shoulder. Yet when the power of space emerged, these two forces seemed utterly powerless to resist.

Love is never something you can hold onto simply because you desire it. More often than not, when you fail to cherish it at the moment, it may no longer belong to you thereafter.

Zhao Ruo, drowsy, opened the door and said to Sha Dutian, “How dare you criticize me.” The previous night, Sha Dutian and Mo Jinyang had drunk themselves into a stupor, completely unaware of what had transpired, sleeping soundly beyond all others.

However, Zhao Lan, an Immortal Emperor, was certainly not just a mere powerhouse; with a sudden surge of incantations, the dazzling rainbow vanished, and as Zhao Lan sought to activate teleportation, she discovered a law-lock hovering above her head.

The buildings upstairs were mostly high-end apartments; the entire complex was a sea of blue-hued residences. Flower City in the empire was at its most vibrant along these streets at night.

Xu Guangqi walked along, introducing the industrial park’s progress to Wanli. After over half a year of development, the Su Industrial Park had taken shape, boasting dozens of workshops, worker dormitories, and dining halls. Wanli wandered through it all with the fresh awe of a country bumpkin entering a grand estate.

“About three or four days? What’s the matter, can’t bear to part?” Chen Shuyuan’s rhetorical question was answered in a different way, revealing her true feelings to Xiao Sheng.

Yet this time, Ao Shuang was not as fortunate as before. Bearing the Great Mad Ape Rampage Tablet, the moment he leapt out, dozens of giant apes, guardians of the tablet, set their sights on him. They thundered forward, their feet stirring fierce winds, arms tearing ancient towering trees, their eyes blazing with ferocity as they gave chase.

Beside Ji Han, the girl from before stared wide-eyed at him, her gaze a mix of shock and disdain, as if silently saying, “Classmate, you really should take your medicine.”

Along with tens of thousands of elite cultivators, they converged on Dragon Burial Valley, instantly sealing its exit so tightly no one could slip through.

“Silence!” Leng Yixiu roared furiously as a massive torrent surged toward her. Yin Ruoge curled her lips coldly, and just as the overwhelming flood approached, she vanished into thin air, reappearing above them behind their backs, her voice dripping with disdain.

Three beauties of distinct charm, flawless and radiant, their alabaster forms unadorned, swayed gracefully within the bath.

At this moment, Yu He, still relatively composed, speculated with remarkable accuracy, not far from the truth.

Yang Ying stood silently beside Ji Han. After all, the national uniform was for the people—but who would dare speak so boldly regarding it?

Zhao Langfeng hadn’t expected so many domestic and foreign entrepreneurs to appear, and promptly booked the entire restaurant for a lively banquet.

“Damn, am I really this strong?” Lin Feng wondered as he reached out to help a youth who looked around twenty to his feet.

Thor had warned that the liquor was brewed to suit Asgardian tastes and tolerances, whose physiques were generally several times stronger than humans’.

“Yingyu, who gave you the courage to speak like that about your place?” Empress Dowager Nan Qing’s stern gaze bore down on Princess Yingyu, who was startled by the sudden rebuke, nearly brought to tears.

“Then I’ll have the chef make plenty at home. I guarantee you’ll eat your fill.” Yan Yue relented. This one was simply a born foodie.

Zhan Rou and Zhan Peilin waited outside as the hospital room door opened, and Zhan Tianlie emerged.

The Ruoshui River was the most mysterious river in the world—anything that fell in would sink to the bottom and never resurface.

Xiu Qiqi nodded. Though she said she would go soon, her body remained still, evidently awaiting further instructions from Cheng Dajun. After what happened with Rong Rong, Cheng Dajun regarded her as an equal in dialogue—not due to her combat prowess but because of her character.

“My people are not for you to lay hands on.” A biting cold wind swept through her verdant hair, her gentle yet resolute voice full of determination.

Shen Sang moved her lips as if to speak, but her throat felt glued shut, unable to utter a word.

Xiu Qiqi raised her hand, lightly touching her earlobe, then straightened her back slightly, ready for their next move.

In response, Bardock showed no pressure at all! With Frieza’s 120 million combat power, escaping his control was still a distant dream.

Nightshade nearly choked on water; looking up, he caught sight of Swordfish and Vulture chuckling mischievously.

“This doesn’t seem appropriate,” Red Moon and Huan’er thought. Though keen to grow closer to Wen Renya, they were nothing, so living in the Martial Saint Mansion felt unsuitable.

“Have some tea.” Yun Xiao, embarrassed, offered a cup of tea. Xuanyuan Rui took it, his bright phoenix eyes fixed on her shy demeanor. After a few sips of fragrant tea, he felt utterly content.

Watching Zhang Zijian’s face light up upon seeing Long Lie, it was clear no friendship would form between them.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the Northern Galaxy, the surviving Saiyans Vegeta and Nappa monitored Earth closely through energy detectors.

“Do you know gambling in the royal residence is a capital offense?” I tapped lightly on the table with my slender forefinger, the sound sharp and deliberate.

Leaving home, severing family ties, moving forward undeterred and without regret—at this moment, her heart swelled with gratitude.

The reason was simple: their uniforms bore the character for ‘dragon,’ the same ones seen in Feilong’s office.

“Regarding the top lane, EG Jiabi was once a professional player, so his threat level far surpasses others on the Zhanmen team,” Fu Ge explained.

“I refuse to believe that foreigner can run wild in Huaxia without facing legal consequences,” Qiu Ling said grimly.