22 Eternal Joy

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Just a moment ago, Li Yongle gestured toward the verdant mountains in the distance and said something to the foreigner, who then left in a state of excitement, seemingly to retrieve something.

"Star of Myriad Paths..." Rhinefield gazed blankly at the staff, feeling as if he were looking into a vast sea of stars. For a moment, his soul and magic power began to rotate rhythmically, echoing the movement of the staff itself.

"I don't think so. This is a probe for studying the evolution of the Martian atmosphere. The Americans launched it a long time ago, and it is one of the few probes they still have in operation," the director of the Space Center stated.

The adjutant understood clearly: using such a tactic once or twice could yield miraculous results. However, if used too frequently, any enemy with a shred of intelligence would surely devise countermeasures, such as upgrading their disaster control systems.

Most of the guests attending the auction were prominent figures in society who wished to avoid trouble, so they all chose to refrain from bidding.

His primary objective was to crush certain businesses. While this might impact the domestic economy, he was determined to see this through.

For the first time, Xie Wuji’s expression turned solemn. He shaped his hands into tiger claws, sharp as hooks. His left hand hooked inward from above, while his right pushed upward from below, forming a Yin-Yang Tai Chi stance held before his chest. As the flickers of light approached, his torso, waist, arms, and claws all swayed in a rhythmic, continuous motion.

At that moment, Zhu Xialing activated the array. As the scene around her shifted, she saw that when she had dripped her blood onto the Buddha statue the previous morning, the entire statue and the ground beneath it had lit up.

Ximen Kuang was matched against Mountain Man, the third-ranked fighter on the Shangyang City Black List. The manager of the black market had already opened the betting, and the attendants were shouting below, "Place your bets! Place your bets! Seize the moment, don't miss out!"

This garden was the most beautiful vista in the imperial palace. Now, illuminated by the soft yellow glow of lanterns, the corridors, rockeries, and the lake were all cast in silhouette, looking absolutely breathtaking.

Before long, the dishes arrived, and the sight of them made my nose bleed—every one of them was a delicacy designed to nourish Yin, replenish the kidneys, enhance beauty, and strengthen the spleen and stomach.

I rubbed my nose in frustration. One nose, two eyes, one mouth—everything was exactly where it should be, with nothing extra and nothing missing.

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Consuming souls is a grave taboo in the Divine Realm; if caught, one faces severe punishment. Yet, based on his understanding of the Ghost Holy Master, he doubted such a wicked act would occur.

The Cavalry Battalion? Yan Xixi was thrilled. Her riding skills were excellent, and she had practiced archery; she was certain she would stand out.

If this were indeed Song Wanqing’s conspiracy, and she willingly debased herself by leaving the Li family and Li Nanyan, wouldn't that just be playing right into her hands?

The pressure he emanated was so overwhelming it was suffocating. The legs of Ye Cangxuan’s loyal mercenaries trembled, and they could not help but want to kneel in submission.

Gu Jin’er was currently fretting over how to ask Situ Hao out, never imagining that she would receive a message from him.

Her entire face was exposed to the boss’s view. Looking closely, the boss realized that Xia Xuanyan was actually quite beautiful.

The two left the palace by carriage and arrived at the disaster area, where the broken bricks and tiles had yet to be cleared away; the scene was one of total devastation.

Jin Mancang winced and reached back to touch his rear, then lowered his head to look at his hand, which was stained with blood.

In truth, it was not that no one had privately questioned the former emperor’s sudden death from heart failure. It was simply that the Empress Dowager Yu and her son controlled the court, holding the careers and lives of the officials in their grasp. Even if there were suspicions, no one dared to voice them aloud.

The celebration for Mrs. Sun’s son’s third-day ceremony was held in the new courtyard. It was truly grand, and invitations had been scattered far and wide.

This was the Imperial Palace of the Great Qin Empire, and this was the Hall of Rites. One could say that at least sixty percent of the innate martial masters of the entire Great Qin were gathered here. Among the guests from other nations invited to observe the ceremony, there were also many innate martial masters.

I frowned and spoke to Ling Long. The plaza was deathly silent, with everyone watching us. Especially when Ling Long claimed to have evidence, every gaze was filled with fervent intensity.

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He stroked the rough, scarred skin where she had been bound, his eyes darkening. Who exactly was that man in the low-profile car today?

"Could it be that some among the legendary Demon Race know the power of Celestial Essence and have intentionally increased its concentration in the Demon Realm?" While the density of natural energy is primarily produced by nature, human intervention—such as hoarding Celestial Stones or altering the environment—can stimulate changes in that energy.

Perhaps because his senses had become incredibly dull, ever since waking up yesterday, Wu Yan had not felt whether his right leg was in pain; he only realized the limb was unresponsive when he tried to walk.

That was merely a glance, yet the ancestor surnamed Tuo was already filled with regret. He could not even withstand the other man’s gaze, so how could he possibly survive a single strike?

My current strength is at three and a half stars. Whatever. If I don't take first place in this Youth King tournament, I swear I'm not a man! With reddened eyes, I flipped open the manual, *Dominating the World*.

"Heh, you’ve already seen the outcome, haven't you? Why ask me? But where do you intend to flee? I suspect the next wave of pursuers will be here momentarily," Wu Yan said, still as calm and detached as ever.

Mao Xiang felt no shame in eavesdropping—a behavior unbecoming of a gentleman—but was instead exhilarated to have obtained such shocking news.

Song Xiaodong swallowed hard, intending to help Hackett block the door, only to realize that as soon as the gunfire rang out, the glass cylinders on the entire floor began to roll, and the mummified remains inside were awakened by the sound.

I told you long ago that the situation here is far more complex than it appears on the surface.

At this moment, the Bear Demon was dumbstruck and at a loss. Only Ling Hongfei’s eyes lit up, as if he had realized something, and he nodded. As for the Huo brothers, they were even more flabbergasted, their faces reflecting utter disbelief.