Chapter 19

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“What’s there to talk about? We chat every day anyway,” Old Chen rolled his eyes at me and went back to playing on his phone.
“Catching me? I’m not dodging you, so why catch me?” I looked up at the large-bellied man in front of me, then returned to wiping off the God of Wealth statue in my shop.
Feeling the pressure from Wang Bing’s hand, Long Chuxue was a bit stunned. Why did Wang Bing still have so much strength despite the drug’s effect?
Wang Bing left such a terrifying impression on him that he didn’t dare act recklessly in front of him, not even daring to breathe loudly.
“No... don’t!” Zhang Bin panicked instantly. Stepping on the hand was more torturous than slapping—it was said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart; grinding the foot back and forth on the hand was truly unbearable pain for an ordinary person.
I know a lot because my master taught me. Just because I never told you before doesn’t mean I can’t. Old Chen stood up, adjusted the lamp brighter, and said this to me.
Mu Feng drew out the Golden Spirit Sword, focused his sword intent, and slashed. With a hum, a massive fissure appeared. Mu Feng was the first to rush in. Gu Yu and the others followed closely. Shortly after they all entered, the spatial forces elsewhere mended the fissure.
The Fantastic Four are one of the few Marvel superheroes whose member information is public, but recently he hadn’t heard any news about them. Their sudden appearance now genuinely surprised him.
Relying on this pure celestial spirit energy, Qin Feng is confident he can break through the Ancient God’s fourth heaven within ten years and reach the fifth heaven.
Caught in a dilemma, Ximen Jing suddenly thought, it’s been less than four months; the fetus’s soul might not even be formed yet. In other words, they have no intelligence at this point and shouldn’t be considered sentient beings.
“Thank you for your concern. By the way, what exactly is that thing you mentioned?” Wan Ningzhu did not miss any opportunity to gather information.
Luo Shunchen looked at Ji Ruyan. Though his tone carried reproach, it was mostly because he wanted to know she was safe and sound.

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Leng Mushuang quietly exhaled inside. How did she arrange all this in such a short time?
Since the Mo family incident, Han Jingxuan hadn’t been to the company, unwilling to face rumors or Tao Siyue, wanting only to stay quietly in this place, not even wanting to participate in their hatred anymore.
Inside the building was a different scene—busy and bustling. The gunshots outside seemed cut off, not affecting the business inside. When the robbers rushed in, people unaware of the situation continued selling and bargaining as usual.
Five years ago, she desperately tried to distance herself from their hatred; five years later, she reignited it all. Indeed, so much had changed in five years that sometimes she thought Han Jingxuan had never truly lived.
Although other parts were filthy beyond recognition, they seemed to deliberately protect their faces. Their faces were still visible, though somewhat darkened, but their features were clear.
“What if Duanmu Hao starts acting again? The situation hasn’t changed yet—can you handle it?” Han Jingxuan asked with concern.
Since the last visit to see Lian’er, Xuanyuan Ye hadn’t visited Shangguan Feng for a long time—not because he didn’t want to, but because he was too busy. A few days ago, he received a report from Ye Mei saying Ouyang Chushang had officially taken the throne. The peace in various countries was thanks to the Prime Minister and former Empress of Ziyan Kingdom.
Since Wang Yu’s return yesterday, he has killed all the psychics in the four major organizations. Nearly a day has passed since then, but Jing Wu still hasn’t awakened after this period of rest.
I used to be insignificant; no one paid me any attention. But now, once I speak, it’s as if they’ve all been immobilized by pressure—frozen in place.
“Everyone, since you’ve come all this way, why not enter our Ascension Immortal Sect for a gathering?” A young Immortal Lord appeared above the Ascension Immortal Sect. Then, stepping forward, he stood just outside the sect, smiling at the various Immortal Lords and Emperors, their soul forces or gazes fixed on him.
Not acting hastily doesn’t mean she won’t resist, so she’s thinking about how to strike back most effectively.
I was growing increasingly puzzled and about to ask when suddenly a noise came from inside the room.

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With their coordination, the leader of the earth-rank Gale Wolf lasted less than ten seconds before being killed.
“Mu Qingguo is also in your hands, right?” Mu Huachen moved closer, subtly surrounding his family behind him. Now standing beside Mu Huai, he watched the shadows.
Soon after, Fang Leng, who was secluded in the mountains, awakened. He could still maintain contact with his divine consciousness in the void and could take control of his clone anytime, but it wasn’t necessary.
Ye Qing nervously crawled out from a dense forest. A few seconds earlier, even knowing it was futile, he instinctively hid in a patch of grass.
When Fang Leng finished speaking, Mofeifei nodded in agreement. So that’s how it is—no wonder Fang Leng knows so much.
Our Daoist sect’s killers and arsonists are so despised by you? Yes, there are shady people, but you can’t condemn the entire group, can you?
After bidding farewell to the New Talent Academy, Fu Yan took the Fang Tian Halberd and found a high-altitude, almost deserted mountain to sit down. He summoned Meng Lu, preparing to absorb the halberd’s power to push his realm upward, aiming to elevate his Earth Grasp Technique to the Heavenly Instant stage.
The yellow robe could be passed down through generations, and those wearing it were given priority and special treatment in the annual imperial examinations.
Charging forward, Lin Tian’s realm remained unchanged, but his moves grew fiercer. His sword strokes were sharp and decisive—no single Rooster Comb Flying Snake could block his advance anymore.
However, just as Jiudema Yi was about to say something to Liu Ling, a bright, innocent smile suddenly spread across Liu Ling’s face, radiantly beautiful.