Volume 1, Chapter 31: Let's See Which Is Harder, Your Mouth or My Palm!

A breeze swept through the fragrant realm, causing the trees and flowers in the courtyard to rustle, as if the flower spirits and tree sprites were whispering in hushed tones.

The two combatants twisted their wrists at the exact moment they struck each other, flicking their weapons upward in unison.

After asking for the direction to Xuyun Town, Yao Yue ignored them entirely and sped off toward the town at full speed.

"A desperate defense?" Westerhof sneered as he looked at Ye Qiu in the distance, his heart filled with disdain.

After being sent flying by Gray, Mode instantly regained his senses. The preceding events flooded his mind with agonizing clarity, and it was precisely this clarity that made him feel even more overwhelmed by shame.

Brilliant rays of light streaked across the sky in stunning colors. After a period of rest and reinforcement, Qin City was no longer the same place it had been when the Dragon Clan first arrived; its current defensive capabilities were far more formidable than before.

At the corner of the second-floor staircase, Elizabeth, who had intended to go downstairs, saw the two figures embracing. It was a silent scene that spoke volumes. She felt genuinely happy for them, touched by a hint of envy, yet also a sudden pang of bitterness. With a silent sigh, she turned and walked back to her room.

To say he is not good is because he has spurred a so-called superstar effect. This is different from the era of the Bernabeu president’s gathering of superstars; we are now in the age of information and mass hype, which cannot be compared to the past.

Prince Fusu was speechless. He stared at Ying Zheng in utter bewilderment and, for reasons unknown, turned his gaze toward Dai Li.

"That's easy to handle. Let's go buy a house," Zhang Tian said triumphantly. With most of Tengda’s valuable assets now in his ring, Zhang Tian possessed roughly the total wealth of a magus and felt quite affluent.

"Dr. He." He Xiaoting hurried over, failing to notice that Shen Nanshan was sitting beside her. It was only when she heard him greet her that she realized who he was and hurriedly returned the gesture.

"You cannot suppress me! Once I break free, I will surely annihilate the world you protect!" The black vine roared before finally falling silent.

Qin Zhao shook his head, indicating he was not well-versed in such matters, only to see Qin Yun’s cheeks suddenly puffing out.

Zhuang Jian rose to his feet and bowed in gratitude to Gu Huang. The latter had reversed the rules of time to make this retreat feel tailor-made for him. In the past, Gu Huang would merely bestow a surge of power for the descendants of the Winged Tribe to absorb; if they failed, it was simply attributed to impure bloodlines and an inability to claim more strength.

Qin Zhao radiated an air of authority, his tone carrying a powerful enchantment. Dr. Cao was immediately stunned. He still found it hard to believe that this young man had so much money—one million, to be exact. Even with a high income, few people would have that much in savings, unless, of course, they had sold property or similar assets.

Hearing Master Huaizhi’s suggestion, Grand Marshal Guo Ziyi agreed wholeheartedly. He entrusted the task of intercepting the four legions of dragon-beasts to the master, while he himself accompanied the Crown Prince of the North Sea Dragon King to charge toward Dragon Storm Mountain. And so, catching the enemy off guard, the annihilation battle of Dragon Storm Mountain commenced.

Two men in black stepped forward and searched Jiang Yi thoroughly, but found no weapons.

This is also an important reason why Ye Xiu’s patients had such a favorable impression of him, and why every patient felt deeply grateful to him upon discharge.

Ever since a mysterious young expert appeared near the Liuyun Sect, the young disciples had been eager to step out and challenge him. Qin Ruo’er had not left the sect, but Qing Qiu had gone out with others once; the stranger’s style was remarkably similar to Zhang Tian’s.

The crowd turned to look and saw Wang Yuying mimicking Jia Zhang’s behavior, sitting on the ground, slapping her thighs, and howling with grief.

At that moment, a massive green wave appeared ahead as countless terrified wild boars stampeded toward them.

The seven souls each have their own functions. The elite two souls govern physical robustness, and the Ying soul specifically governs the strength of the external body. Once solidified, the effects are immediate.

However, he became Yang Jun's most trusted confidant precisely because he never asked "why." He simply obeyed whatever tasks Yang Jun assigned.

That night, Shelley developed a high fever, her body burning to the touch. With no other options, Li Xiao had to use snow water to cool her down and then fed her some fresh water.

Because he frequently used nanobots, Li Yang was like a man carrying a high-powered microscope; whenever he had idle time, he would study most of the bacteria found in the air.

Monk Hongji looked vigilant. He saw the spear he had thrown suddenly vibrate, emitting a brilliant silver light before turning in mid-air to strike back at him.

In other words, those who arrived here today were either alchemists or elites on the verge of becoming one.

As the eldest son, Hou Wei felt a twinge of jealousy that his younger brother, Hou An, was so pampered by their parents. However, in aristocratic families, great importance was always placed on harmony and filial piety among siblings.

Survival of the fittest is not merely about staying alive; it is about controlling the direction of the mutants' evolution.

"I didn't ask you to prepare something so luxurious. Since you have, I can only thank you for your generosity. Hahahaha!" Liyue laughed and stepped onto the boat.

Xia Shan frowned deeply, staring blankly at his son. A lump formed in his throat, causing him to cough a few times. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, before finally managing to regain his composure.

They changed venues to a luxuriously decorated KTV and booked a large private room. Tian Xuanji ordered beer, whiskey, and red wine, shouting for the brothers and sisters to let loose and celebrate their youth.

Su Yao had not said a word since she entered. This attitude left Liang Yunbei feeling not only heartbroken but as if a stone were lodged in her chest, leaving her grievances with nowhere to go.

On the table were six dishes that delighted both the eyes and the palate. In the center was a golden-hued orange chicken, as beautiful as it was delicious; the chicken, soaked in orange juice, was tender, smooth, and mouth-watering.

He looked out at the torrential rain and the lightning flashing outside. Would Qingqing go to the back garden at a time like this?

Leng Zixiu hung up the phone with a smile, steered the car back onto the road, and used the hands-free system to dial Xu Xia’s number.

"Who on earth are you?" The lady’s voice trembled. Based on their tone, she felt they shouldn't know about what happened twenty years ago, yet their words suggested otherwise.

However, aside from Meng Baoyi, who seemed lost in thought, the other three adults were all caught in a complex web of emotions.

Until one day, Li Xing came to Lianyi Palace in person, bringing the news that Xu Huizu was in critical condition.