Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Underground Kingdom and the Mysterious Mine.

Completely oblivious to Mother Zhang's deep resentment toward her, Li Jing'er was on her way back to her bedroom on the second floor when she suddenly collapsed onto the floor.

Outside the city walls, a fierce battle raged. Jade Tiger Liu Yiyi was pinned down and heavily pressed by Qin Yuanyue, capable only of occasional parries. Capitalizing on her own strengths while exploiting Jade Tiger's vulnerabilities at every turn, Qin Yuanyue steadily pushed her rival onto the defensive.

Sha Duetian muttered, "Good grief, with a house this massive, whose could it be if not his? A place this big is bound to be hiding plenty of treasures." His mind was never for a moment divorced from the thought of riches.

Realizing evasion was futile, Fang Mu abandoned the attempt. Trading injury for injury, he launched relentless assaults directly at Sadio's chest. Sadio was well aware that Fang Mu knew his chest had been wounded by a sacred relic, which was precisely why Fang Mu kept targeting that exact spot.

Every single word Meng Shi uttered stirred turbulent waves within the students' hearts. From her unconventional, down-to-earth opening, through her progressive and captivating lecture, all the way to her answers regarding her achievements, everyone present looked upon her with wholehearted admiration.

At this moment, Han Chen had no inkling that Song Que had already anticipated his arrival; he was simply making his unhurried way along the imperial highway.

The bystanders all nodded in agreement. Everyone knew that such terrifying force was the exclusive domain of senior battle generals. Since he was already a martial artist, why would he come here to take the quasi-martial artist assessment? Furthermore, registered martial artists typically had official records and were barred from taking the quasi-martial artist test, leading everyone to conclude that the machine must have malfunctioned.

Hasekura Fuyuya felt the exact same sensation. The "Curtain Realm" felt as though it were actively encroaching upon the external world—like an overflowing spring continuously expanding outward, threatening to swallow and invert this side of the world entirely if left unchecked.

Though Ziegler's face wore an expression of profound grief, a trace of ineffable relief lingered at the corners of his brows, revealing that his inner state was by no means as agonizing as his outward appearance suggested.

Lately, she had been behaving rather peacefully. It seemed her admonitions had taken some effect, and she had managed to avoid any direct conflict with Amano Sayo.

The second pair to finish biting the candy were actually Qian Xi and Beirui. Both of them were utterly surprised. It was their first time kissing someone of the opposite sex, and in the middle of a competition no less, yet they had somehow secured second place. Thrilled, they exchanged a high-five.

It was no idle boast on her part; beneath the vast heavens, apart from that universally reviled sect master and the high priest, the individuals capable of harming her were exceedingly few. If the princess thought she could scheme against her, she was sorely lacking in experience.

Not only had it been severed at the arm, but even her formidable enchanted blade had been shattered cleanly into two halves.

Facing that darkened expression, I had no choice but to compromise. If he refused to tell me, what would happen if I actually lost?

They called it being a beast in human clothing, didn't they? If he were suddenly to be consumed by primal urges, wouldn't she be left without even tears to cry?

If they had known that a jade talisman bought for a mere hundred thousand could save their lives at a critical juncture, they would likely have fought tooth and nail to grab one.

She valued Momo far more than her own life. Mo Chen's cold ruthlessness back then, coupled with her own helpless isolation, remained far too deeply etched in her heart; forgiveness was simply beyond her reach.

"I have someone close by who can look into this..." Feng Xing said, then leaned in close to Luo Qing's ear to speak of Zhengchu.

"Oh? Nannan, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to go to the amusement park with your older brother? How did you end up at Mommy's place?" Qian Xi's mother asked, sounding somewhat pleasantly surprised.

With a loud *crack*, the chair slammed viciously into the young man's arms, splintering instantly into pieces. Yet the impact drove the young man back two paces, and while the exposed skin of his arms was already swelling into massive, angry red welts, he did not utter a single sound.

"No problem at all. I'll make arrangements shortly. You two go ahead and look around for now—I'm a very busy person with plenty of matters waiting for me today~" Ali said with a self-deprecating chuckle before bidding them farewell. Xu Feng and his companion watched her hurried figure recede into the distance.

On the surface, the Third Prince appeared to have the highest probability of ultimate success; one could even say Xu Yan was simply not in the same league as him. But was that truly the case?

"The patient's blood pressure and heart rate are both dangerously low. Hurry up and infuse the newly arrived blood!" the doctor shouted urgently.

Yet from the occasional flashes of sharp insight inadvertently leaking from the other man's eyes, Zheng Xi knew this was merely a facade.

Hearing this, accompanied by Li Wan'er's suspicious and piercing gaze, Zheng Xi could not help but cover his face, entirely at a loss for what to say.

The militiaman obediently closed the door and walked into the living room. Liu Tian had already seated himself on the sofa, fished out a bottle of juice he had brought along, and was drinking it while watching television.

Naturally, such a mindset, along with all the inherent helplessness, would eventually carve out a specific domain for you. How would all these inner reflections and imaginations gradually impress upon you that very sense of helplessness?

Legend has it that when a person of great virtue descends into the world, their rooms are often filled with wondrous fragrances that drift ten miles away. Yet that is merely the occasional leakage of primordial qi. While all ten out of ten cultivators possess primordial qi, fewer than one in ten are truly capable of extracting and intentionally applying it.

The Federal Adventurers Guild was composed of numerous institutions. There were specialized departments dedicated to evaluating the point value of items discovered during missions. Points were freely exchangeable, and valuable items could be traded for points, provided the guild was willing to accept them—bringing a heap of junk and expecting to exchange it for points was entirely out of the question.

The expressions of Duan Zhengchun and his companions turned somewhat unsightly. Dao Baifeng was furious; Ye Feng had actually accused her son of harboring crooked intentions and draining the spiritual essence of others. How could she possibly endure such an insult?

Xu Zuoyan was distracted for a fleeting moment, silently mulling this over in his heart before lifting his head to gaze at Ye Kaicheng.

"You believe I am using this house as a breakup gift." Gu Mocheng translated Su An'an's words in blunt, straightforward terms.

Night had already fallen, and Jiang Tong and Rong Yue, who had gone out to gather medicinal herbs, along with Feng Qianye, who had gone out on a reconnaissance mission, had all returned.

He had broken through to the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm not long ago and was eager to test his true combat prowess.

Xia Qingfeng was undoubtedly filled with profound regret over his decision back then, and at this thought, his expression darkened as he fell silent.

These three chasing-moon darts carried no infused primordial qi; pressed for time, he had not even been able to execute the hidden weapon technique [Moon Shifting Through Flowers].

"Master Lin, this humble monk has a favor to ask of you. Would that be acceptable?" Liaokong asked, looking at Lin Chenfe with a sincere expression.