Volume One, Chapter 31: Who Is the Shadow Demon Lord? Upgrading Equipment!

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Although the image was somewhat blurred, it could not conceal the mage's powerful aura. This was merely a low-level projection spell, capable of capturing only the roughest outlines. Even so, everyone present was struck with awe! In particular, several female professionals gazed at the image with a hint of admiration.

"This gentleman annihilated the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group; he has truly rid Jiangcheng of a great scourge. Spread this news immediately!"

"How about we call him the Shadow Demon Sovereign for now?"

In an instant, the name "Shadow Demon Sovereign" began to circulate rapidly through the mercenary circles of Jiangcheng. While the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group was not a top-tier faction, it was quite renowned in the industry. Its sudden destruction left everyone curious...

"We wouldn't be as prone to causing trouble as you..." Zhang Jirong whispered, and the others nearby struggled to suppress their laughter.

Shihan's mother was a servant in their household and also a friend of hers, and she had saved her life; it was only right that she should help Shihan.

These words carried a certain ambiguity, and coming from him in that magnetic voice, they felt even more so. Ling Yi’s cheeks burned even hotter. She instinctively avoided his direct gaze, her heart in a flutter, her hands trembling so much that she could barely hold the mouse.

Liang Muxi signaled for the man to leave, then immediately called the United States to confirm the information repeatedly. Her thoughts were in turmoil. It really was her; she had returned after all. What did she want? Liang Muxi’s heart sank. She knew the hatred she held for her, but regardless, she could not let Dong Ran harm Wu Zinuo.

Xu Fen carried her things back to the dormitory, packed up the pastries, and took them to the city center by bus.

Wang Tiemei could only give up. "Alright then, you must come over for a meal next time, and it would be best if you brought Battalion Commander Gu along," Wang Tiemei said with a smile.

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Ji Yuyan looked at her mangled, bloodied wrists, his chest filled with irritation. He returned to his car and lit a cigarette to soothe his gloomy mood.

"She is hiding inside! Drag her out for me! I’m calling the police to report her for assault!" The drunken man pointed at Ji Yuyan’s room.

After Hong Zelai's visit, there was likely not much time left for practice in the dance studio, so it was better to wait patiently for the return of the soul at dusk.

After Yue Yunsheng left, Gu Baozhu composed herself before exiting the restroom. Who would have thought that Jian Xingyu was still waiting there, and not just him—Jiang Qiulu was there as well.

Three days later, the Seven-Colored Vagabond and six others, accompanied by the Saintess of the Cold Moon, entered the ancestral cave dwelling of the Sun and Moon Sect’s founder.

The talismans drawn by Teng Ju were of all varieties: peace talismans, exorcism talismans, thunder-fire talismans, and even speed talismans for traveling.

However, Wei Miaomiao was a woman of her word. She unleashed her ability, and the nearby water pool began to vibrate violently. The water surged into the air, circling around her body. Under her control, it transformed into countless sharp arrows, firing toward the giant dragon in the sky.

Shen Ruikang gasped; he had not expected the competition between these two brothers to have become so vicious.

Later, Zhang Qimin heard that his son was getting married and that the entire village had chipped in to fund the wedding. On the day of Zhang Yong's wedding, Zhang Qimin wandered near the village entrance.

Zhuge Ming was currently at the early stage of the Yin-Sha realm, equivalent to the early stage of the Profound rank in ancient martial arts, while Guo Leng was at the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Master realm, equivalent to the peak of the late stage of the Yellow rank.

It was not the first time she had experienced Shen Luyan’s talent for deliberately provoking people. She assumed he was just having another bout of inexplicable madness tonight and chose to ignore him.

The days ahead would be long. The recent period had been truly unbearable. The journey had been arduous and far from smooth. Now that she had finally returned, sleep was the priority. The air in Licheng was good, perfect for a long slumber.

Taoism and Buddhism possessed deep foundations. Setting aside the face of the sages, in reality, many among them had friendships with Zhen Yuanzi. Thus, when Taoists and Buddhists came to call, Zhen Yuanzi naturally had to show some respect.

One could tell from the Great War of the Investiture of the Gods: whoever possessed powerful magical artifacts could reign supreme, and whoever could set up formidable formations could hold the pass.

Zhao Xuemei, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, was green with envy when she saw Xiao Baozhu, who was over 1.7 meters.

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"Damn it, tie him up tight!" Gao Xiong circled the spot twice and gestured toward the middle-aged man.

Even the Ice Python itself did not know why. It had not revealed its true form in a century, yet ever since following this unreliable master, it had been forced to do so several times in succession. The consequence was... it felt increasingly drowsy.

Jing Lichen’s eyes flickered with an unreadable expression. He naturally knew that nothing would happen at home.

Hearing this assurance, she felt as if a stone had suddenly dropped from her heart; her body relaxed, and she nearly toppled over.

She swore she really hadn't touched him on purpose, and even if she had, it wouldn't have been in such a casual manner, right?

Hearing this, Zhou Qingyun showed no signs of cowardice; instead, he felt an inexplicable excitement. Zhu Da weighed the dagger in his hand. Relying on this short blade for self-defense in hand-to-hand combat was extremely difficult and required high-level skill, but having something was better than nothing. What was truly useful, however, was Zhou Qingyun's bow, though he only had five arrows.

He continued to channel his internal energy to use the Demon Heaven Sensing Great Technique, attempting to withstand the opponent’s immensely powerful sword aura. The Sect Leader blocked the girl’s two major attacks in succession, though he consumed a significant amount of internal energy in the process.

But if the item opened was a high-quality one, trading two for one would be a massive loss.

Sui Ya felt that this rat-man deserved a beating, so he notified Sect Leader Feng through the ring.

Lan Mufeng—no wonder she had seen the shadow of Xiao Changque on him that day at the peak of Mount Wu. It turned out that there was indeed an inextricable connection between them, just like the one between her and Murong Qingyu; no matter how deep the hatred, it could never overcome the blood ties that could never be severed.

The tall man understood his thoughts, but the short man was not wrong. Besides, he felt no attachment to the fat man, so he didn't care; he turned and left with his men.

Qin Shan was knocked back by a punch, his arm numbed. If he hadn't undergone intense training over the past few days, which had improved his physique, he likely would have been severely injured just now.