Volume One, Chapter 23: The Fluttering Moth Can Climb Trees

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An immense fist was already hurtling heavily toward Lu Qi; it was a strike capable of shattering a warship with ease.

Moreover, this time, Lian Haiping had saved her from the brink of death once again, filling Hu Ximei with heartfelt gratitude.

Bang! Although Scholar Cha’s body had been tempered through countless trials, facing this punch from Gu Xiao, he was like tattered cloth, unable to offer any resistance. He was pulverized into a bloody mist on the spot. His golden primordial spirit attempted to escape, only to be struck down by the power of lightning.

Fang Xuanling suggested that each garrison should contribute some provisions and funds, arguing that the new army consisted of only five thousand men. Qin Qiong, however, felt this was inappropriate. It was a great taboo in the military for supplies to be controlled by others; once coordination faltered and supplies were not delivered in time, disaster would ensue.

Seeing this, Lin Miaochang immediately flicked her silk sleeve, and a long, snow-white ribbon flew out, forming a massive circle around Du Xianyang that deflected the bulk of the bone demon’s onslaught. Taking advantage of the momentary opening, Du Xianyang surged forward.

Looking at the slightly altered woodshed, Wang Xingxin picked up the millet cake and egg, pondering whether to eat the cake or the egg first.

Vlad spoke slowly. Despite his massive frame, he moved with the lightness of willow catkins in the wind. Effortlessly sidestepping Kaido’s punch, he coiled flames around his right fist and slammed it heavily into Kaido’s head.

Although he was delighted by his growing reputation, every place he arrived, he found more and more people calling him General Shenwei.

In this fierce battle, Lian Haiping had also paid a price. Ignoring the golden-clothed demon spirit pinned to the black tower by a long spear, he leaped to the summit, sat cross-legged, and circulated the "Nine Yin Refining Spirit Art" to recover his cultivation.

Lian Haiping vaulted into the air, shooting toward the high heavens. Two immortal swords streaked past like lightning, then performed a magnificent turn, surging upward like a persistent shadow, chasing him relentlessly.

On the previous day, Li Zixiao had already led the White Dragon Army and several thousand city guards northward, returning to Xuzhou.

Hearing Yang Wei’s words, Huang Chen turned her head to look at him. She suddenly realized that this guy, Yang Wei, was truly charming when he was serious.

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"This ponytail is ugly," Lilith commented while untying the hairband from the ponytail Chris had styled herself.

"What? You also understand the art of empowerment? Could it be that you are a Buddhist cultivator?" The Yellow Springs Ghost Mother looked on in astonishment. In all her years of knowing this Qin fellow, his actions had never once resembled those of a Buddhist.

Last time, Huang Chen had been wearing sunglasses and hadn’t dressed up much, so Yang Wei hadn’t recognized her.

A giant hand appeared out of thin air, intercepting the blood-red lightning. The one who acted was the Corpse Immortal Xuankui, and the resulting ripples had already enveloped Qin Chuan and his companions.

This way, the cargo he hauled each trip increased, and naturally, his profits grew. He even hired two assistants. Now, Old Man Ma suddenly felt his life had a sense of purpose.

Instead of returning to the sect first, he sent a voice-transmission talisman to Mu Yilian, but there was no reply for a long time. He sent another to Shen Danian, and within the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the man had arrived before him.

Wang Lun and his party of four arrived at the county office. Wang Lun went to Zhu Tong’s house, Song Wan went to Lei Heng’s, and Du Qian went to find Granny Yan.

Although he had dodged the strike, the four flying wheels followed him. The blue wheel released a "Galaxy Upside-Down" to block his path, while the brown wheel launched a hurricane spell from behind.

Lin Hao projected his Soul God Eyes into the void, capturing all the thoughts of the Red Eagle Ancestor into his own soul sea.

However, if this were true, wouldn't it mean that the stone bulletin board before them also housed an existence similar to Sun Wukong?

The banquet today was, all in all... what a mess! The host didn't act like a host, the guests didn't act like guests, and later they even started fighting. It was simply absurd.

The Beast Emperor found it inconceivable and quickly summoned Lan Zhen to see him, yet Lan Zhen, who was with the army, gave no response.

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I, too, once firmly believed that I would keep trying, to seek her forgiveness, to touch her heart, and to be with her, but I overestimated myself.

Qu Shiyu ultimately failed to soothe Xun Jingchen, who went off to find the elders in charge of the family, leaving Qu Shiyu sitting next to Ji Tang, glaring at him fiercely.

Therefore, she came up with this compromise. After all, Li Yue'an only wanted wealth and glory, so she promised her as much, which could be considered repaying the debt of saving Yun Han’s life.

Swish! Lin Hao waved his hand, and a glowing soul sphere appeared before him, sealing a map within.

The "Magic Boy's" body seemed to have grown slightly. His mouth was full of sharp teeth, emitting a dangerous luster, and a thin tail had sprouted from his back, tipped with a barb.

"Tch, so what if it’s a thousand? A thousand is still money." Mo Xi was very displeased with Yin Ruojun’s casual attitude toward money.

We all fell silent. My father-in-law smoked his cigarette in silence, while I pondered the purpose of the royal family members coming here and the nature of Jude Heartfilia’s relationship with them.

Silver began to brainwash Tokaichi Mana. This sister was too cold-blooded toward Spirits. There was already one Origami Tobiichi who harbored hostility toward Spirits, and now another. If they all lived together, wouldn't life be turned upside down? This had to be corrected.

At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary sentence, but upon careful consideration of its deeper meaning, it seemed to be a prompt—a prompt for Jude to provide me with some explanation.

Yet, the Young Master showed no reaction this time; he was merely stunned for a moment before returning to normal, as if those two girls were mere passing clouds! The Young Master was like this, naturally, because of the figure in his mind.