Chapter 9: Like a Good Person

With her heavy makeup, violet eye shadow, and an array of dazzling accessories, she appeared seductive and alluring, exuding an unmistakable air of worldliness. The Eagle Commander felt a chill run through his heart, hurriedly dodging out of the way, while feathers sprouted on his arms, shielding himself.

“A Porsche 918! It’s my first time seeing someone driving this model in Washington State!” Hu Yaxi, well-versed in luxury products, instantly recognized the car.

“Such concerns aren’t unfounded, after all. Zhisheng, you are still young and unaware of certain old matters in the family,” Orange Masamune said.

Having mastered the technique of effortless strength, Qin Bai estimated his own vitality and combat power were fifteen times apart, and with the Great Sun Seed technique, it reached thirty times.

When he saw Qin Bai still leaning against the wall, eyes narrowed, looking utterly calm and unruffled, his brows furrowed slightly.

“Alchemy is your business. I’m only responsible for using your alchemy to slay dragons,” Anger cared little for the storm raging in the Nightwatcher’s heart.

The battle at Sky Cloud Peak was brutal beyond compare. Compared to the Underworld and Human clans, the demon clan’s prodigies suffered equally heavy casualties. Many masters of the peerless realm perished, their paths cut short. Even those of the Celestial Lord realm fell in great numbers. Blood River, the Snake Emperor of his generation, transformed into a serpent thousands of feet long, yet still died beneath a myriad swords.

Guan Yun raised his sword again. This time, the sword light was even greater, slicing off several fingers from the giant hand, but the force of the arm drove him back, away from the vortex’s edge.

Now that he had revealed that Starcom supplied ancient wood sugar to the factory, would the man think he was flaunting or provoking him?

In this laboratory filled with human specimens, two corpses were nothing unusual; in fact, other rooms held similar containers with bodies.

Jiang Yansheng sipped her red wine, smiling gently as she watched the children take turns performing. She turned her head, her gaze falling upon the man’s handsome, striking features.

Du Yuntian’s delay that day wasn’t only to wait for the civilians released by Ouyang Ming, but also for those talented individuals in whom he had placed great hope.

Jiang Yansheng always had her children breastfed, so her scent was exceptionally soft and warm, tinged with a hint of milk, making it especially comfortable to hold her.

They had been traveling nonstop, and Ning Ruhxi was surely exhausted. Her constitution was weak to begin with, and though she never complained, Helan Yao could see how difficult it had been for her. Now that she had broken through and had Long Shaoyan’s protection, there was no need to hurry along the road.

Huo Xiumo couldn’t help but draw closer, pressing his forehead lightly and affectionately against hers.

“So you’re of royal blood?” The shopkeeper’s eyes suddenly lit up, looking at her with surprise.

Ning Ruhxi naturally followed behind Helan Yao, watching the distant guard’s silhouette slowly disappear. Ning Ruhxi shook her head lightly. This departure meant his death—offending the royal family, he wouldn’t even leave a whole body behind. He had only himself to blame for being so arrogant; otherwise, he would never have met such an end.

Hmm, there are nearly two months left to review—should be enough time… Although she appeared confident about the exam, Summer Warm’s heart couldn’t help but feel jittery if she didn’t study.

Because Huo Changqing insisted on living there, the house had been remodeled. After Huo Hui was born, the Deng family moved out of Yue Garden, citing the abundance of water channels and safety concerns for Huo Hui, as well as the frosty relationship with Huo Changqing. They reported to Lady Xuan and moved elsewhere.

Ye Fei turned on the computer, connected with the other person, and finally chatted via video. As soon as the phone disconnected, he saw that Xiao Xuefeng was still the same, only it was late at night, and she wore no makeup, looking a bit dejected.

As for He Han, I once loved, resented, and hated him, but I have to admit that since our reunion, every experience I’ve had bears his footprints. He’s helped me a lot, never asking for anything in return.

“Ridiculous! My mountain tribe needs no liberation from you. Enough talk—come down and meet your death!” Hua Ming’s lips curled into a cruel smile.

The Immortal Codex slowly absorbed the blood droplets upon it and, as if by magic, floated to a spot a meter above Hua Ming’s head.

Lorne frowned in displeasure, his stern expression making Guan Xin Tong feel overwhelmed.

Boom, boom—space rippled, and soon a crack opened slowly, stopping when it was as tall as a person.

“Dean!” The first to react were Lei Yunchun and Hou Yingwu, who immediately bowed to the newcomer.

Bai Mei was alone and couldn’t kill the royal soldiers now, so she set out with Old Ouyang.

“Teacher Qiao, are you saying I’m suspected of cheating?” Fu Chen, in class, dared not joke, but politely and calmly asked with a faint smile.

“We’re in position!” Through the micro-communication device in their ears, everyone was updated on the mission’s progress. The clock now pointed to nine forty-five.

Xie Yu had intended to simply glance around to appease Ji Li, but Ji Li handed the matter straight to the old lady. In front of her, Xie Yu dared not make any moves and had no choice but to begin researching the eligible bachelors of the capital.

Lin Qingcheng felt puzzled when she hooked the “tree”—why had it fallen? And how smooth it was!

A princess? Shen Wanxin was nearly fuming with rage. That wretch had become a princess overnight?

Unlike previous years, the estranged Bug King had also been pacified, making the spectacle all the more interesting.

This fellow’s nature was vicious, always cold to outsiders. He would show no mercy to anyone who might become a rival in love.

Yet, in her view, the mirror only reflected a haze of steam, and beside it lay a set of purple clothes.

“I heard you’ve contracted a strange illness, so of course I had to come see you.” A familiar voice sounded outside, and the next moment, the door was pushed open.

Yao Huijie took excellent care of Lady Yulian, and Lady Jiahe got along well with Liu Jia, giving Gu Yan and Cheng Yanrong a chance to chat.

Fan Gou’er’s nostrils flared, releasing two conspicuous jets of white air. His muscles bulged, erupting with unimaginable strength.

If he channeled too much power from the aperture points, he would certainly suffer backlash. Those apertures would explode like bombs within his body, obliterating him, body and soul.