Volume 1, Chapter 25: Half of My Body Felt Numb

After painting plaster dolls, playing murder mystery games, and enjoying a lively bonfire feast together, everyone had come to regard Lin Jiaying as their "leader of the pack," showing up every single day to check in with her.

Just then, his gaze suddenly stalled, locking onto the figure walking from across the street, as red information appeared within his field of vision.

"I was very resentful back then, so I wasted many years. Watching many people who were inferior to me climb the ladder step by step, even now, when I look back, the feeling is indescribable. Often, it’s not just outstanding ability that allows you to get ahead; you also need people to appreciate you, support you, and help you."

But to Yu Tianlu, these words rang out like a morning bell and an evening drum. You must know that in his original world, he was a believer in science. After entering this world, although he possessed extraordinary iconographic power, he had always harbored a certain resistance toward this force that felt like that of a creator.

He sat here almost every day, managing the hundreds of thousands of employees in his family’s global enterprise without ever stepping out.

This was the process of creating the Azure Phoenix statue. However, Yu Tianlu had not expected that the gift Luo Dongxu had spent a "fortune" on would be presented to Ma Zhenbei.

Without the resonance of the field, he felt as if he had been detached from the entire scene in that instant.

Without giving the naive youth any chance to react, the massive wooden ruler slammed heavily onto Yan Yue’s occiput once more.

Shen Jiashu scrolled down through the comments one by one. Most were praises from music lovers for Yan Qiusheng, saying that a master is a master indeed; even after years of silence, his first move shocked the entire world. The reports from foreign media about him were as numerous as snowflakes, and the momentum was immense.

He did not allow Lu Feng to speak, saying urgently, "Yes, yes, yes, I am not mistaken. Where would so many yogis come from? In the entire Esoteric Region, the true practicing yogis have long since vanished. As the mountains shifted and changed, there were only a few left in the central region. In the north, where would such yogis come from?"

No matter how close the relationship, Xu Yuanyuan did not want to owe anyone any favors. This was not because he was being pretentious, but a matter of principle.

In Donghai City, it was the old woman who told her that any young girl abducted was the work of clam spirits. But now that the clam spirit claimed they had done no such thing, who exactly had taken those girls? And who was spreading these rumors that seemed half-true and half-false?

Chen Xinyi had not expected Su Hongyi to be so heartless as to say such things in front of an elder! In truth, she had her own selfish motives.

"I am your attending physician. You are the patient now, so you must listen to me. We can discuss other things, but this is non-negotiable." Chu Feng could discuss other matters with Old Man Chen, but when it came to medical treatment, there was no room for negotiation.

Fu Xin hurriedly scooped the dish onto a plate, her heart aching as she looked at a large, charred patch.

Private jets were certainly convenient; procedures like security checks were all bypassed. The two passed through the boarding gate and stepped directly onto the waiting aircraft.

"Excessive? I don't think so. You can like A-Hu, so why can't I? Just because you are the Ksitigarbha and she is your subordinate? Heh..." Nangong Wufeng’s soft mockery made Mu An grit his teeth in hatred.

General Gao had seniority and great influence here; once he spoke, the people behind him basically all dispersed.

The revolving café was on the top floor. Aside from the floor beneath your feet, every wall within your line of sight was transparent. Not only was the environment excellent, but the ingredients used for the coffee were also extremely rare.

Under the eager anticipation of the crowd at the Chunfeng Restaurant, the grand finale of the Xiaoyao Card Tournament finally began. Four contestants, including Li Yuntian, sat at the gaming table, and the champion of this year’s tournament was about to be born.

Although they didn't discuss much of substance, Lin Haotian spent quite a long time at the North City Lord’s Mansion. The reason was that Zhang Jun was actually a person who knew how to enjoy life, and the two of them had a long, long discussion about how to live comfortably.

He truly regretted it. Had he known such things would happen, he wouldn't have come to pay his respects to the Emperor even if they had carried him in an eight-man sedan chair. He had thought that by stepping forward himself, he could secure more benefits for the Southern Barbarian Kingdom. Who could have expected that he would ultimately fall into the Emperor’s wicked trap? The Liu family members were simply too ruthless.

Grandmother Ma smiled and said, "I’ll keep you in suspense for now. Just come with me and you’ll see." As she spoke, Grandmother Ma stood up, gestured for Bei Yumei to follow, and walked outside.

However, glancing once more at the retreating members of the Xuanluo Divine Sect, hatred ultimately overcame reason. He thought to himself that he would pursue them for a bit longer; if he just exerted a little more effort, he could wipe out these detestable thieves completely.

Between making money and their lives, the God Clan stubbornly chose the former. Because without money, they could not enjoy the various goods from the Saint Heaven Continent, and could only watch others live well. If they couldn't live a decent life, they might as well be dead.

Fortunately, Physician Liang guaranteed that the wound would not scar, but even so, the raw pain still made her wince.

The heaven and earth shook, the firmament roared. Amidst the unprecedented grand melee occurring here, a legendary, gargantuan beast appeared in the sky and earth—and this beast was none other than Feng Qingyang.

As Noma Adomaru spoke, he suddenly felt the approach of a sharp blade aura and hurriedly dodged backward.

Lei Ming looked back and saw that his wife had followed him. He smiled and said, "Wife, I saw you were resting at home, so I didn't want to disturb you and took the baby out for some sun myself. Look, these are your favorite snowflake crisps." As he spoke, Lei Ming held up the bag in his hand.