Volume One, Chapter 22: Spoiled and Pampered

This battle was arguably Zhang Wuji's most perilous fight. Xu Anyuan far surpassed Zhang Wuji both in strength and equipment. He believed Yang Qiu intended to unleash the Seven Wounds Formation to immobilize his very soul and spirit, so he dared to use himself as the final focal point, attempting to sever the critical connection within the formation.

The fractured will of the Heavenly Fist Universe was utterly destroyed by this single punch, and the vast Heavenly Fist Universe was completely absorbed and merged into the Emperor Star Universe.

"It's getting late; let's find the entrance first," Xiang Gong led the team toward the mountain range.

Yang Yan looked at Shen Hao and said, "When you have time, let's all go to your place to see Yue Ru together." Shen Hao smiled and nodded.

The heavy rain on the riverbank continued unabated. Xiang Zhuyuan, tasked with leading the canal opening, was soon called away and could not gather any useful information.

Xiang Xinci had long grown immune to her third brother’s flamboyance; if he wasn’t a playboy for a day, he wouldn’t be the most dashing figure in the Holy Capital. "What is third brother up to now?" she wondered. If only he could deliver a blow to that old lady’s heart! The thought made Xiang Xinci smile even more innocently.

Yue Long let out a cold snort. The prefect, who was fiercely battling the Horizontal Catfish atop the lake, suddenly sneezed.

Zhang Wuji was first and foremost the leader of the Ming Cult of the human race, and only then the head of the Eastern Profound Alliance. The Ming Cult was their foundation; no faction with divided loyalties could be allowed to lurk in the shadows.

Madam Zhang’s inquiry into the matter met with difficulty. At first, Madam Chen forbade her from entering. Later, when she did enter, her face was tightly wrapped, and she only said she had been stung by bees.

"The third season is different—the director has changed, the production team has changed, and the content has changed. There’s no shelter, no food; everything is done by ourselves. Otherwise, Big Ling wouldn’t have gotten this sunburned," Liu Che complained as usual.

"Miss Bai, you needn’t worry. I know my own body well; of course, there’s nothing seriously wrong," Zhang Ling waved his hand and said.

As for why they rushed to bring Lin Ji back at the sight of him, it was because of the great importance he held in everyone’s hearts. None wished to see him suffer even the slightest harm.

Moreover, America loudly proclaims human rights, yet it harbors some of the most severe racial discrimination in the world. In America, whites are always considered superior, blacks are seen as uncultured, and Asians have no status at all.

Could Ji Lin be the kind of man who can change a person’s face and make them brave and powerful? Lü Qiao wondered quietly.

"President Shen, what do you mean by that? How have I offended you?" Fei was utterly confused by Aili’s huge change.

Yan Ruomeng’s tears had already fallen, but to avoid worrying her father, she spoke as normally as possible: "Father, rest assured, Young Master Lin can cure me."

"Alright, we’ll forget about your livestream then. Goodbye, see you in the world of rivers and lakes." Why a once-popular streamer suddenly loses fame often comes down to attitude.

However, in Xu Haibao’s eyes, those four representative rare official kiln porcelains were still in his private collection. Donating these four pieces to the state was a token of goodwill. In the future, he planned to gradually donate all the porcelains.

He never expected that as an ordinary university student, he would have such abilities. Perhaps if he lived in ancient times, he might be a figure impervious to poisons, much like Ouyang Feng.

The moment this question was asked, his heart instantly tightened, and even his complexion paled somewhat.

Since its establishment, the Later Li dynasty had never been stable. After Li Li, there were many young emperors, with power controlled by ministers like the Mo and Ruan families.

Originally, these two master and disciple had taken a solemn vow never to initiate attacks against others to gain great power in a short time. Those who made such a vow truly could not attack others first, as the oath dictated.

This chaotic universe was already quite good, with a semi-saint level God King. Unfortunately, he was killed by the Thousand-Hand Demon God’s single punch. Even if he had survived, the True Lord was certain that God King would never attain sainthood.

These formations were like machines, and spiritual energy was the power source that activated them. Without energy, no matter how exquisite the machines, they were utterly useless.

"…" Xia Ruohan hesitated for a moment, then took off her glasses. At that instant, her personality switch was triggered once again.

Moreover, it was not just reconnaissance; if there were any good opportunities in the imperial capital, he planned to stay there for some time to accomplish some tasks.

Marlin hoped to rely on the iron door covered in white metal sheets to fend off enemy attacks, but how could he reveal the chemical fact that concentrated sulfuric acid could corrode the iron door in plain sight?

Hearing that name, Xiao Chang’s heart stirred. He looked up and saw Gu Zhen truly kneeling on one knee in the arena, calm and peaceful as he gazed at the three elders whispering nearby.

The six-year compulsory education was overseen by county and prefecture education officials; those who passed would enter the provincial academy. Three years at the provincial academy, overseen by provincial education officials; those who passed would enter the imperial academy. After three years at the imperial academy, passing the Ministry of Rites exam, graduates would either enter government service, the military, or the Yuan Hall. This ensured that "all heroes of the world would be captured."

"Since you are here, then stay forever," Yuan Ye’s indifferent voice sounded in his ear.

"Wan Ying?!" Hu Tianming was just as shocked as Wan Ying herself. This was something he least wanted to be seen—or rather, least wanted Wan Ying to see.