Princess of the Sixty-Seventh Province

“That abortion pill is for human children. This lump of flesh isn’t even worthy of such a thing,” Ye Zixuan said coldly.

But just then, Jiang Xue suddenly woke as if from a deep dream, her hands swiftly forming seals. Of all present, her mastery of the Mirage Dragon Technique was the most profound, so Wang Long immediately followed her lead.

At that moment, the old woman’s son knelt in prayer. I found myself at a loss for words, able only to think of cause and effect, of karma’s retribution.

“It seems we must return to Qingyu. With our talents, reaching the Ancestral King Realm in Qingyu won’t be too difficult,” Zhan Daozi said with a sigh.

Zhao Chu lounged on the couch, gazing at her lazily. When their eyes met, he smiled and reached out to stroke her hair.

Her mind was filled with everything she had just discussed with Qu You about Mo Wuji—every deed, every word replaying again and again.

The sun slanted lower in the sky, golden light streaming through the gauze-covered window of the cluttered house, casting its glow on Zhao Chu’s curled-up form.

“Madam, please take a look at this…” Duohe stepped forward and placed a letter on the low table before Xia Yucheng.

I had thought these fifteen talismans would be hard to sell, yet no sooner had I spoken than they were snatched up in an instant.

“That’s good, very good. Thank you, General Li, for your support. A man who serves his country and people, unafraid of power, is truly a great man! On behalf of the eighty million surviving citizens of the Red Star Republic, I thank you!” Wu Qiang grinned obsequiously.

If Xu Zifeng hadn’t dodged Bobby’s ultimate move just now, killing Bobby wouldn’t have been that hard. The main worry was the Berserker arriving in time.

Shou Qi pointed, “Come here and report to the young master.” He rose and went to the door, pressing lightly on the carriage wall. Instantly, a door opened down the center, splitting the carriage in two.

Looking again at his right palm, the surface showed no sign of change, but he could clearly sense that within the Lao Gong acupoint, a luminous shadow was hidden—one that could contain his very consciousness, fused with flesh and blood, as if it had always been there.

Chu Yun nodded earnestly. She had brought no luggage when she arrived; the only things in her room were a few changes of clothes Aunt Feng Lan had prepared for her out of kindness. Chu Yun folded them neatly and took them with her.

More and more imperial nectar spread across the transparent barrier, as though a golden screen had been drawn between heaven and earth.

Ziwei hid in a dark corner, watching as Cao Feng and Yuan Ye coughed up blood in fury. Clutching her mouth, she stifled a laugh.

At this moment, Earth City had to focus all its strength to fend off the Thousand-Year Noble Black Fox, to prevent it from harming its master again. Yet the Black Fox had clearly not gone all out against itself, and its heart was filled with confusion.

Xi Bai instinctively wanted to follow, but as soon as she took a step, before her second foot touched down, a thunderous boom shook the air.

The room was small but well-equipped. Unable to get her hands wet, Chu Yun found a brand-new bathrobe in the closet, the tag still attached, and went to the bathroom. Wearing gloves, she wiped herself down with a towel and then lay stiffly on the bed.

Countless viewers urged the streamers to run, but on screen, they did not flee. Instead, they stood hand in hand, forming a line.

He had already taken off his wandering warrior suit, replacing it with a suit of synthetic mechanical armor exuding steel and technology.

He had thrown only a single punch with all his strength. Perhaps sensing his blood vessels would rupture and he would die at any moment, he stamped his feet into the floor upon landing, making himself appear even shorter.

Ye Kai glanced at the waiter and said something indifferent, then took the bottle, opened it, took a sip, shook his head, leveled the bottle, and slowly released his grip.

A simple phrase, yet it silenced the entire hall. With just a few words, Tuoba Yu’s mastery was evident, and he continued.

Li Qing stepped forward and came to stand beside the Dark Gralas. Her five fingers pierced directly through its skull. She then slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the Dark Gralas had lost all signs of life. Li Qing gazed at the grass-green blood on her fingertips and spoke.

“Alright,” Lin Zhuo nodded in agreement, a sense of loss in his heart. He did not know if his decision was a gain or a loss.

Ye Qingcheng certainly would not reveal her real name, for it was a secret. Her father also did not want her to reunite with Ye Kai, so she had to keep it hidden.

“Oh? So Lin Zhuo is going to take revenge once he recovers? Does he know Her Highness the Princess is involved?” Zhu Zaiyu was beginning to panic a bit.

Meanwhile, in the Celestial Realm, Yu Yan was also slowly waking. She realized she was lying atop a lotus blossom, surrounded by other lotuses and a stretch of lake. Just as she was about to rise, a warm hand touched her forehead and spoke.

Yet what astonished him was that the grand doors opened of their own accord. However, the sight beyond left him completely baffled: it was utter darkness—nothing at all could be seen within.

But his trembling legs betrayed him; he was so afraid he had no strength left even to run.

Once the river was dammed, this section became a long, wide crystal avenue, dazzling to the eye.