Volume One, Chapter 23: The Qin Family of Magic City

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After traveling for eight or nine days, the group finally left the barren zone. By now, the aura of annihilation within the wasteland had gradually dissipated, and faint signs of vitality were recovering across the landscape. Patches of simple weeds had already sprouted from the soil, casting a veil of verdant green over the otherwise barren earth.

"What is it? Why the long face?" Yang Qingqing asked with a smile, her waist-length straight hair with side-swept bangs suiting her perfectly.

"What's wrong? Are you too afraid to even engage me in battle now, Falcon?" Ye Zemin mocked.

Liu Yihua knew that Chen Qi might not be fully aware of the situation regarding Daming Pharmaceuticals. At the very least, he likely underestimated the importance of the matter.

As his strength ebbed away along with his blood, the orc finally lost all resistance and collapsed at Xiazhuo’s feet.

Although he did not believe a mere late-stage psychic practitioner could escape the hands of two Dao-Dan realm experts, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. Furthermore, this fellow before him exuded an aura of eerie mystery. The Purple Sun Sword, already held in his hand, flickered once before transforming into a purple beam that vanished into his body.

The beautiful, mature woman kissed Liu Yihua’s lips, her pretty face flushing a deep red—a truly adorable sight.

Following Zhang Tiansong’s movements, the onlookers were shocked to discover two burly men dressed as bodyguards lying on the ground, wearing expressions of unbearable pain as if they had sustained severe injuries.

As for the Great Tang in history, that goes without saying—if not for the support of the Turks, how could Emperor Gaozu, Li Yuan, have ascended to the throne?

"Haha! It’s fine! I will surely overcome this! Because I have you, Sister Hyo-ri!" Looking at Lee Hyo-ri, Yue Yingfeng said with full confidence.

Qiye briefly boosted his strength to the 10th level of the Bronze Rank, then used "Berserk" to double his power. He refused to believe he couldn't defeat this bastard.

Leaving him no time to hesitate, the inner sense of unease and worry compelled him to follow closely in Mo Chenxi’s footsteps.

According to the rules here, the owner of a sub-map receives an identity card, a house with one year of rent already paid, and the choice between attending school or pursuing a profession.

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"Could it be?" Mu Feng was startled. The Profound Yin Physique is one of the most suitable constitutions for cultivation—a true darling of heaven and earth.

"It’s... it’s you?" Yang Youqian asked, feeling somewhat guarded. Moments later, her mother called out from inside the house to ask who it was, and Yang Youqian simply replied that they were people asking for directions.

As a top-tier voice actress in the Dragon Kingdom, Mo Xiaozhu was also an anime enthusiast and could easily discern the quality of an animation script.

Qin Yang hurriedly retreated, hastily condensing a light shield in his hands to barely withstand Qiye’s attack.

Even compared to the Black Flood Dragon Killing Heaven Fist used by Yue Wushang earlier, the power was nearly identical. It was clear just how despairingly formidable this peerless prodigy of the Great Han Dynasty truly was.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned extremely sharp. Glancing at the boundless desert, his gaze darkened. He knew that Liyunzi must have set up a formation here, one that would prevent even his master from sensing the situation within.

His upper body was bare, and he wore only his undergarments. Seeing this, Mo Qingning’s cheeks burned, and she hurriedly turned away.

Still immersed in the palm strike Yun Tianyang had just delivered from mid-air, Zhao Muran was slightly stunned, a shy, rosy flush appearing on her face involuntarily.

Seeing that car, Xia Fangyuan, who was about to enter, stopped in her tracks, for she knew it belonged to Gong Shaoxie.

Keeping a big beard is simple enough; one pass with a razor, and all those whiskers are gone.

"What a joke. I just wanted to relax my mind and think of a solution, that's all." Sun Yan curled his lips into a faint smile, then cast his gaze upward, a cold glint flashing through his eyes.

As the sword flew, a wind surge hundreds of meters high was whipped up in that instant, roaring recklessly toward Yun Tianyang.

But as a sharp, piercing screech echoed from above the city gate, a monster with a head as large as a bushel but a body as thin as a stick appeared in mid-air. With a shake of its massive head, an invisible web of divine consciousness instantly enveloped everything within a hundred miles.

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"Fine, handle it as you see fit. If you need any help, just say the word." Yang Tianlie turned and walked away; he would not be getting involved in this matter for now.

This was worth a try, though how much useful information could be gleaned was another matter entirely.

Locking herself away in the room where they had once stayed together was the only way Ye Xiang could believe she had truly existed, and that she wasn't just a fleeting dream.

The Silver Wolf leader looked at Feng Wuqing with a sneer. A beast is always a beast; when wild, primal fury is provoked, reason becomes something rather laughable.

Why are you such a chatterbox? Clearly, you rendered him speechless, yet you insist he’s quite happy? Looking at him, it seems he’s about to be moved to tears by your words.

Yu Xin had no idea what had happened, but she instinctively rejected the embrace. As she suddenly pushed the person away and glanced at the people around her—all wearing mourning expressions—she felt a chill run down her spine.

After leaving the Qin Corporation, Qin Nian took a rare luxury and hailed a taxi. The ride from the company to the Ji residence took less than 40 minutes. On the way, she messaged the girls in her dormitory, telling them she would be moving back in that night and would pack some food for them, asking what they wanted to eat.

"I... I want to look at you?" Shi Haoran dared not face Yu Xin at this moment; the way she looked reminded him of the past, and for that, he lowered his head.

Would someone like him become the cornerstone of the Great Wei? A pillar of heaven! She was overestimating him, wasn't she?

The private room was soundproof; the conversation the two had outside had not been heard inside at all.

The human-demon Li Chimei, the flower immortal Nian Liandan—as for the third person, although Su Chu did not recognize him, the fact that he stood alongside them, dressed as a yellow-robed lama, meant only one person could possibly fit the description.