Chapter 44

These words acted like a shot of adrenaline injected straight into the attackers' veins. They encouraged and inspired one another, their fighting spirit soaring as they steadfastly stood guard outside the defensive barrier, waiting for the two unbreakable glass doors to vanish on their own.

Later, under the pretext of wanting to rent two acres of land, the commoner invited Bu Hao to his home. Originally, Bu Hao had an injured leg and was not planning to come, but upon hearing that the host had prepared his favorite glutinous rice cakes, he reluctantly made the trip.

Rumor had it that the Ghost Doctor, upon hearing that his most beloved disciple had been poisoned, had returned in secret. Alongside several of his other disciples, he formulated the antidote. Everyone marveled at how deeply the Ghost Doctor cherished this disciple. Shen Wanyue's prestige in the capital soared to new heights once more.

Shangguan Jin wore a smile as she raised her head to look at the blue sky. She had once told Pei Zijing that whenever one felt sad or distressed, looking up at the blue sky would make the entire mood feel open and expansive. She knew that the departure of Zijing and the others was merely a reincarnation of a lifetime; she would simply treat it as lost memories, perhaps to be reunited with their reincarnations many years later.

"Aunt... Wuwu... Rest assured, I will avenge you. I will not let Jiang Yaoyao and Aunt Gao off the hook," Jiang Yunshang said through clenched teeth, her tear-filled eyes brimming with hatred.

When she opened her pillow to retrieve the jade flute, she discovered that the Heart-Separation Button Mo Xun had given her back at the palace was also lying right there. Jiang Yunshang frowned slightly—when on earth had this Heart-Separation Button found its way under her pillow?

Because he blocked the candlelight from the room, Ding Guoguo stared at him for quite a while before she could clearly make out his features. "What's wrong with me? Am I sick?" She reached out and grasped his hand hanging by his side, using the leverage to pull herself up and lean against the head of the bed.

As soon as she stepped outside, a gust of biting wind blew against Jiang Yunshang's face, turning it red. The weather immediately following a snowfall was intensely cold, and as she shivered slightly, Qinghe noticed it with attentive care.

"So many people are watching us. Let's talk inside your office first!" Su Mo said, looking at Ling Shaoxuan with a bashful expression.

A thrill coursed through Ding Guoguo's heart, and unable to restrain herself any longer, she pulled down his face and pressed her own lips against his warm ones.

Everything else could be endured, but the opportunity for revenge—which might only come once in a lifetime—could not be tolerated.

The shattered giant claw exploded into myriads of metal fragments. The spiritual energy barrier's ripple of energy expanded ring after ring under the pressure of the shockwave, and the heavy compressive force pressed Huo Shuang and Heling Feng down continuously, shattering the stones beneath their feet into fine powder.

Knowing that she had not seen Mo Chen for a long time, she missed him madly. Since it was a rare meeting, she naturally had to dress herself to dazzling perfection.

Huneric did not entirely understand what his father Gaiseric had said, but from his father's expression, he could tell that everything was firmly within their grasp.

Momo did not speak, but looking at An Ruchun's beaming smile, a trace of warmth flashed across the depths of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved upward into a subtle arc.

Before long, the Book of Life and Death condensed a full thousand drops of diluted vital essence, which were then absorbed by the book itself.

"Hey, Lugas, don't lose focus!" Andrew called out, looking back at Lugas to remind him whenever safety permitted. He turned and stepped forward, extending a hand to lend Lugas a hand, and together the two of them pulled the sword out from the ribs of the corpse.

Amidst the endless expanse of the desert, three figures stood suspended in mid-air. Judging by their travel-worn appearance, they had clearly lingered in the desert for quite some time.

After giving instructions regarding the relevant expansion matters to the papal personnel, Lugas raised his head and gazed toward the central spot at the end of the steps. No one was there anymore; only the courtiers, staring at one another in dismay, frequently and anxiously looked down at themselves.

After countless rounds of violent tossing and turning, the resilient refined gold could finally hold out no longer, and a few faint cracks began to appear on its distorted, malformed combat artifact body.

Therefore, back in the ancient times, although Fuxi was neither the strongest in might nor possessed of a vast faction, he was someone whom everyone kept at a respectful distance. For in Fuxi's presence, one felt entirely devoid of secrets.

Hearing these words, the various factions that had been fighting in chaos stopped their battle with tacit understanding, and Qin Tian and the others were similarly stunned by this person's arrogant declaration.

In an instant, the supreme white defense talisman transformed into a dragon, roaring as it surged down toward An Lushan.

Sensing the presence of the Feng family disciples through his guest token, a faint flicker of contemplation crossed Liu Mang's mind.

Although Fuxi had been the King of Men back in those years, he was also the Supreme Sovereign revered by both heaven and earth, commanding the three realms with none daring to disobey. He won the sincere submission of all clans, subduing them with virtue and compelling gods and demons to retreat through sheer power.

At this critical juncture, Yelu Jiashan had to keep Liu Mang by any means necessary; without him, there was no telling what might become of the imperial city.

The one who had taken a fancy to this immortal cave was a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. Although he was not yet bold enough to openly seize it, he had continuously tried to probe what formidable backing Ning Ning—who lived there—might have. Having not appeared for over a month recently, he was likely out gathering intelligence.

After all, he held profound respect for this old Daoist priest who had borne infamy in later generations yet remained genuinely devoted to the common people of the world.

After traveling for several days, they arrived beside a mountain. According to memory, once they crossed this mountain, the Hall of Reincarnation should not be far away on the other side.

Yet he pried open my fingers one by one, his expression rather grim, and waved his hand to signal the doctor to prepare for surgery.

Yang Guo, along with Bai Tanhuo, He Wenrou, and the others, followed closely behind, passing through several residential blocks until they finally stopped beneath the entrance of a building unit.

I paid for the room in cash, then took the room card and entered my room. Sitting on the bed, I sneered inwardly, thinking that my mother's methods were far more ruthless than my own; she truly lived up to her reputation as the formidable character who had stripped Lin Haixin of all his wealth back in the day.

Actually, what Charlotte wanted to say was that the wife he spoke of finding was not Song Ke, but Ye Muxue. Yet during this period, he had been entangled with Song Ke day in and day out; to say there were no feelings would be sheer self-deception. At times, he even felt a lingering fear—would he sink too deeply into this gentle trap and find it impossible to extricate himself?