Volume 1, Chapter 37: Kiss Me

Bai Siheng proved to everyone through his strength that as long as he refused to yield, no one else could hope to claim the top spot.

The crowd smiled incessantly, thinking: Indeed, Guo Changda is courting his own demise; if things go poorly, even the Lotus Sect might struggle to survive. Mei Liangzu summoned Xu Liang to recount the events of the past few days.

Bai Xiaochen spoke in an unhurried manner, cutting off the little milk-bun before she could ask her question.

Tsk, no wonder the supernatural powers I’ve already mastered are no match for the ancient texts. The texts can actually sever the connection between me and the evil spirit, turning me from a ghost-controller into someone being targeted by one.

This time, Huo Fangyi did not go to headquarters; he simply left the golden box containing the heart-protecting mirror in the car, stepped out halfway, and returned to the apartment building.

All along, evil spirits have appeared either as parts of a human or as complete human figures. Others have been crafted into supernatural objects, taking the form of items commonly seen in human life.

Everything seems to be signaling to the outside world just how bloody and cruel the final scramble for the escape quota will be.

An attack from the law of a single finger descended from a high position. The head of the high-level Master-rank Emperor Kunlan instantly exploded; he was dead beyond any doubt.

Yet she disagreed. Their goal was to eliminate Zhao Jin—did they expect Zhao Jin to just stand there and let them hack him to pieces?

Zhao Jin naturally cared little for such trifles. What mattered most to him was that the useful talents of the world should come to his camp, truly achieving his ambition of having all the world’s scholars at his service.

Lu Hongda was terrified of Ye Kai, who could fly a plane. He knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically, hoping Ye Kai would spare him.

Although many sellers complained that it was too expensive, orders remained fully booked when considering the advertising effectiveness. People even had to scramble at the end of the month just to secure an ad slot on a category page; if they were a step late, they would miss out.

"Is this the only path up the mountain?" Li Chang turned his head to look at the grand palace vaguely visible on the mountain; that was where the Blade Emperor Sect of the Desert Blade Emperor was located.

The Lin family had more people going out to take the exams than any other household. The sixty-four members of the Tianze Academy stood in ranks behind Lin Zhuo, all neatly dressed, full of spirit and confidence.

"Su Chi, didn't you claim your ability to collect spirit spring water was superior to mine? There are two spirit spring eyes here—go ahead and collect some for me to see!" The Golden-Winged Roc turned back abruptly, its eyes sweeping coldly over Su Chi.

After another explosion, the wolf demon was miraculously torn to shreds by the heavenly thunder.

"I’m not tired." Li Shaofei replied softly. Not only did his footsteps not falter, but he also performed a flourish, pushing off the ground with his toes to leap onto a waist-high boulder.

"Damn it, how did this happen?" Leng Yi was momentarily dazed. In this space, the sky turned black as soon as it wanted to, without the slightest warning.

In his view, the sword strike Su Chi had unleashed earlier was merely borrowing the power of the Ancestor Hongjun. In other words, Su Chi was just bluffing and absolutely incapable of unleashing a second strike.

The Blood Earthworm, however, did not notice this side, remaining lost in its own silence—evidently pondering what had happened to it before.

Ting Xi knew that Zhou Ke was not lacking in courage or strategy, but rather possessed the guileless integrity of one who had seen too little of the world.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she wished she could have endured those stabs herself. Seeing Xu Ji’an shielding her without a second thought, she finally realized how deeply he loved her.

In her past life, a senior student pushing a bicycle had followed behind her and told her, "Good dogs don't block the path." At the time, she had endured it, but she felt deeply uncomfortable inside and longed to take fierce revenge on that senior, though she had the desire but lacked the courage.

The Crown Prince stood up from the dragon throne, pointing angrily at Prince Zheng and his accomplices. Before he could finish his sentence, the Crown Prince suddenly collapsed, and those nearby rushed over to help him down from the court.

"Humph," Ye Shi snorted, thinking to herself: I can tell just by looking at you that you're lying. Now that your lie has been exposed, you must be embarrassed, right?

Her academic credentials weren't particularly high. Although G University was famous, its Fine Arts department was mediocre. In the eyes of the old guard, academic background was of paramount importance.

With the Explosive Step combined with the Clear Wind Step, Ye Yu ascended the stairs as if walking on air, appearing instantly on the battlefield.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—the air roared incessantly. The arrows were multiplying as they were fired; the old Taoist priest drove them back with force. It was a war of attrition.

This was not the sound of Captain Jia panting. Seeing this, many might ask: if it wasn't the sound of Captain Jia panting, then what sound could it be?

He placed her in the bathtub, turned on the hot water, and reached out to undress her. Letting her take a hot bath would make her feel a bit better.

Finding a chair in the corner, she sat down. The assistant had gone somewhere, and Qiao Chu was too lazy to look for her, so she sat there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.

The fiery red sun hung aslant over the distant city gate tower. Looking out, thick, sweet, orange hues spilled endlessly from beyond the buildings, and the pale orange glow spread in great sheets over the wide streets and the dense clusters of houses.