25 The First Person

Ye Zexiu did not ask Gu Ruoxi out with any ulterior motives; he simply felt he had been neglecting her lately and wanted to spend some time with her. After dealing with those around him, he greeted Qiu Keren and strolled leisurely toward the restroom.

Jiang Wan’s mind was already brimming with excellent ideas, waiting only for her to put them into action.

As the Cao army cavalry retreated, they inevitably entered this area, and their horses instantly collapsed to the ground in unison.

Ye Zexiu ignored him entirely. After brushing his teeth, he meticulously scrubbed his face clean with facial cleanser.

Nagato thought of the Ten-Tails from the original story. During the Eye of the Moon Plan, the Ten-Tails evolved into the Divine Tree in its final stage. Why did the Ten-Tails turn into the Divine Tree? Logically, after the Divine Tree became the Ten-Tails, why did the Ten-Tails revert to its former state?

"The objective is achieved, and there's nothing left to see here. We might as well head down the mountain early," Jiang Wan said, snatching the water bottle from Jiang Li’s hand and taking two hearty gulps.

Outside the Mist Forest, hundreds of registered contestants gathered, forming a vast, crowded sea of people at a glance.

Although Yang Xi would not feel cold in the acting studio even without clothes, the temperature outside in the night was a frigid -70°C.

Just as Su Mo was planning to investigate the situation himself, Ye Zexiu’s recruitment notice was posted online.

Ding Kui left time and space for Fan Yuzhen to practice, turning instead to another camp where the troops transporting naphtha were stationed.

Only then did the corpse of Fang Qian, which had been standing upright, finally succumb to the force, collapsing heavily to the ground with a dull thud that stirred up layers of dust.

"Using Wind Bind is enough to deal with weak opponents, while Flame Claw might be ineffective against stronger ones. As long as the casting time is shortened, the binding flame claw still has practical combat value."

"Really? That’s great! My hands get itchy after just a few days of rest. Old Xu, don't fight me for it this time! You had your fun in the last battle by driving off that old bastard Duomen Jiro; this time, you must let me lead the main attack on Qiqihar. Don’t you dare snatch it from me!" Zhao Zhitong hurriedly urged Xu Feng.

There were about a dozen people at the iron gate, chattering away about their respective topics.

"Damn it, this bastard Wang Mazi didn't even bother to make the blade longer!" Seeing the massive zombie dog leap out without falling, Wang Chao watched as it spun around to face him, growling incessantly, appearing enraged to the extreme.

"Let’s go out for a walk!" It was only nine o'clock, so he decided to take the child for a stroll in the family activity area to cheer them up.

"My spouse has gone traveling with my parents, so I have nothing left to worry about. I’m completely on my own now," Zhu Jianping remarked with ease.

Sister Wang was anxious because the two hadn't returned by eight o'clock, constantly watching the alley entrance from the doorway.

This was why he was appreciated by Hua Bin, who introduced him to Zheng Liying. Zheng Liying helped him break free from the gangsters he had previously been attached to, finally granting him freedom. Working steadily under Hua Bin and Zheng Liying was better than drifting aimlessly; otherwise, there was no telling when he might end up back inside.

"I want to try again. I’ve raised it for so long, I want to see it through to the end; otherwise, it will always be a knot in my heart," the man finally spoke again.

That wasn't right! Even during a power outage, there should be the light of the sun, moon, or stars, and people would light candles or gas lamps. Yet, everything around was in absolute darkness, without a single glimmer of light, as if the entire world had been swallowed by the void.

Meanwhile, the cultivators on the Ziqi Continent learned of this as well, as Feng Qian had returned to the Ziqi Continent and immediately sent a telepathic message to all cultivators, instructing all those who had reached the perfection of the cycle to head to the Central Pole State to absorb the Source Qi of the Gods and ascend to mythology.

Yan Jun slept fitfully, feeling people coming and going, unsure if it was a dream or reality. The tent gradually changed colors, transitioning from the golden hue of the campfire to the pale blue of dawn.

Tam’an was stunned: "Insufficient authority? How can I have insufficient authority?" He was the vice-principal of the academy and the person with primary authority in the absence of the principal.

As for what methods they used to persuade the chieftain, it remained unknown, but they surely promised benefits the chieftain could not refuse.

After scrambling to their feet, the group of men in black retreated rapidly, leaving the vast front courtyard vacant.

Although Yu Qingya knew Qin Chen possessed martial arts skills, in her understanding, the Ling family was far too powerful, and she did not want Qin Chen to provoke them on her account.

"Daring to insult this young master—this is just a warning!" Before the words faded, Long Linfei’s face returned to its usual coldness. He swept a glance over the crowd and turned to leave.

Behind the spread-out crowd, lone shadows pursued. In the terrifying collisions and slaughter, deserters scattered, some running even more frantically in other directions, fleeing for their lives.

As the overlords of the forest, Daming, Erming, and Mother Rabbit could enter the forest’s forbidden zones at will.

Sunday was market day again. After being struck by Leng Feng, Old Man Wu had been lying in bed for a day and a night, so today only Wu Nian went to set up the stall.

At this moment, Mother Rabbit suddenly bent her knees slightly; the seemingly gentle movement caused the earth to shatter instantly, emitting a series of cracking sounds.

The matter returned to the beginning—was one to choose what they personally considered filial, or to fulfill the mother’s own wishes?

The bodyguards swept by his gaze felt a chill run through them, unable to stop themselves from shivering and taking a step back in unison.

By around six o'clock, Chen Aiqing felt hungry, so the two chose a restaurant on the top floor to dine.

The fear of the Liao Dynasty had persisted for decades, and by now, no one in the Great Song dared to mention reclaiming the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

Having finally caught an opportunity, the atmosphere of "deliberation" in the Secretariat was too heavy. Unlike before, when anyone speaking could trigger a chaotic debate, it now took ten days or half a month to decide anything at all.

Smiling, he said coldly, seemingly displeased with Hu Lixiong’s actions, as they did not want to appear in the public eye too soon.

A strange and unknown visitor like him would surely attract attention. Perhaps the devils were already watching Qingya.

A blinding golden light suddenly burst forth from the three-meter-wide gap in the giant door, illuminating the cavern behind Zhou Yang, which was already as bright as day.

If Hawking could be like me and endure such despondency, he could not have become a legend. Hawking chose to use his powerful spiritual will to unravel the mysteries of the universe, but was I to choose to use my spiritual will to commit suicide?