Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Purpose Behind Enrolling Yang Qianrou in Kindergarten

"Expert Chang, have you been following the news online? The veteran traditional Chinese medicine practitioner Zhao Mingqing’s human experimentation has already caused a terrible impact. Do you have anything to say about this situation?" a reporter asked.

However, this iron-refining process was not the ordinary kind; it did not involve melting iron with high heat, but rather extracting the essence from the iron. This was the first step in forging a divine weapon. Out of a thousand catties of high-quality iron, only one catty of essence could be obtained.

Huang Tingyu approached Cui Yongshan and looked at the man, who appeared to be in his fifties or sixties. He felt a sense of dread, for the old man had a gaunt face and eyes as cold as frost. Though he wore a smile, it only made him look more sinister.

Ning Fuchen, hiding to the side, had originally intended to join these martial artists on their way to Mocity, but he had not expected them to scatter like birds and beasts.

When Jian Nanfeng first saw him in his police uniform, it was merely a fleeting moment of admiration. Today, however, her gaze lingered on Jin Can for far longer, burning with an intensity that was practically palpable.

But never before had he experienced a scene like tonight, where twenty or thirty of the most beautiful young palace maids of Fengtai were prostrate before him, gazing at him with eyes full of tenderness.

Before he could finish, however, the bald man impatiently interrupted him. In the end, he had no choice but to step aside and help load the equipment and stretchers back onto the vehicle.

After finishing their meal, everyone went into the cockpit to keep Lisa company; their ability to return home safely this time depended entirely on her.

At this moment, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart. He hadn't called home in many days; what if Sheng Fenghua, like Political Commissar Yang, had received false information and believed they had met with an accident? What then?

"Good!" Sheng Fenghua laughed. Regardless of anything else, it was still a gesture of kindness from her parents.

The more they addressed me by that title, the more pressure I felt. I am also a Great Banner, so why is it that when I look at other Great Banners, they seem to live so carefree?

Suddenly, a deafening sound exploded in his ears, followed by a brilliant white light that briefly illuminated the world. Then, a continuous rumble echoed, and with a "whoosh," the celestial river seemed to invert; the scents of water, mud, and decaying leaves surged in all at once with the wind.

If that thing were to lose control, there would be no need for other measures; a single flick of its tongue would be enough to finish me off.

Those transported by the Heavenly Emperor via submarines, the legendary "Yuan Dragons," to Hawaii became the ancestors of the Xiawei clan, while those transported to the North American continent became the ancestors of the Mayans and Native Americans.

"Pfft!" Flash Wolf went all out, pushing his speed to the absolute limit. Er Leizi felt as if his vision blurred for an instant before he was sent flying; he could barely track Flash Wolf's movements at all.

The old Daoist examined the people in the hall. Although most of them looked haggard, there were no signs of the evil plague on their foreheads.

After the magic array was activated, the water vapor passing through the cooling tower could be seen being sucked, thread by thread, into the Cloud Beast's magic crystal core, only to be breathed out again through the core.

Looking at Ji Shisheng’s cold, disgusted face, Mo Nian realized that he seemed to view her as the type of person who was hypocritical and used others for her own gain.

Tang Mubei quickly waved his hand, his face showing a well-timed look of surprise, as if he hadn't expected Chen Hai to be a member of the Security Bureau.

Moreover, he knew that Chen Xiao had been filming during this period. Could it be that he had pushed aside his acting roles to devote himself entirely to game development?

In the film, as the singing began, the students who had been hunched over their lunches in the classroom all lifted their heads, stunned, forgetting even to chew.

The expression on Pei Zonghao’s face at this moment was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight; his mouth was agape wide enough to swallow a fist-sized apple whole.

The immortals looked at one another. Among the older generation of gods, some like Taishang Laojun and Taibai Jinxing knew what was inside. Others, the younger ones, only knew that it contained the twin waters of success and failure, but were unaware of anything else.

While this ability was certainly not as powerful as the immortality of a perfect-level will, it remained unknown how long the latter could last or what form it would take.

"Boom, boom, boom!" No sooner had Pei Zonghao finished speaking than a massive peal of thunder erupted in the sky.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Luo Fan understood: while the opponents' magical artifacts were not affected by the magnetic mountain, they were not handling them with ease, as if they were using them only as a temporary measure.

Although Ji Shisheng’s parents had returned many times over the years, they had never encountered Shi Sheng, so he hadn't seen them for a long time.

Han Xiao intended to disrupt their formation, so he immediately retracted his blade and thrust it back out, the tip aiming directly at the center of Fu Chengyou's weapon.

Having said this, his body lunged forward, heading straight for the cockscomb-crowned Daoist directly ahead. While in mid-air, the sword aura of his bamboo blade surged, piercing toward the Daoist’s chest with unparalleled sharpness.

Yun Sheng checked again; the singles matches were all scheduled for the morning, and the doubles matches for the afternoon.

As she spoke, she moved both hands, looking as if she were about to fight Chen Han to the death. Someone who didn't know better would have thought Chen Han had stolen her virtue of many years.

Seeing her like that, Han Jinming, who was pouring red wine at the bar, couldn't help but laugh; this girl was truly easy to satisfy.

After all, in the entire Buddhist realm, besides the Buddha King, the Four Great Wheel-Turning Holy Kings held the highest status and the greatest power. Above the Silver Wheel Holy King, there were only the Buddha King and the Golden Wheel Holy King, making him effectively the third most powerful being in the Buddhist realm.