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The moment the gateway to the spatial dimension appeared, excitement flared in the eyes of the dozen or so individuals. With their cultivation bases surging, they charged straight into the portal. After all, in his view, while violet jade was respectable, its value could not be compared to that of turquoise.

In the end, I could no longer hold on. After taking only two breaths, my vision suddenly went dark. My hands gripped the stone table blindly as a wave of agony forced me to spit out a spray of blood. The scarlet stain on the black stone was exceptionally vivid and jarring to the eyes.

Seeing the eager expressions of his men, the fatty felt a surge of joy. *Fine,* he thought, *I don’t feel like wasting my breath.* After giving the group a quick pep talk, he ordered the troops to assemble and stand by, while keeping Luke behind to discuss further plans.

Turning around, I saw a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, riding a mountain bike that clearly carried a hefty price tag. He had a ruffian air about him, a unique dark green tattoo across his forehead, and a powerful, imposing build. Around his neck hung a string of giant clam prayer beads.

In less than three breaths, the heavy lid of the seemingly slow-moving golden sarcophagus crashed to the ground with a thunderous roar.

The Black Blood Temple showed absolutely no regard for human life, employing such vicious methods of attack—something they had not anticipated.

"What reason does Sima Yao have to disagree? Shubao, did you clearly explain the stakes to him?" Liu Muzhi asked, frowning.

Previously, he had executed a mid-tier Profound-grade martial skill, but the one he used now was a top-tier Profound-grade technique; naturally, its power was far greater.

As we stood in close proximity to the massive megalithic altar, an ancient, weathered aura washed over us.

Being able to witness a suspected sixth-grade alchemy master refining pills for an entire day and night—even if a pig were watching, it would surely gain some degree of enlightenment.

Qi Zhuoyun’s conversation with the person outside the carriage window paused. He tightened his grip on the youth’s waist and continued to issue his orders with an unchanging expression.

If they maintained this speed, the interstellar fleet would reach the solar system in 400 years.

Li Guanqi was putting his all into recovering his vital energy, for the Purgatory Challenge was set to continue the next day.

The surrounding temperature dropped significantly, but such cold was not worth mentioning in Li Guanqi’s eyes.

It seems the Green Snake Triple Flower Pupil, especially after being activated, has an additive effect on the growth of Qing Lin’s soul.

A troop of riders galloped out from the direction of Yongding Gate. The sound of hooves, the sharp cracks of horse whips in the night air, and shouts of command startled passersby, who stepped aside to watch as they charged straight toward us.

The man who usually commanded the business world with an iron fist now found himself at a loss for words when trying to talk to his sixteen-year-old son.

"I don't mind performing for them again," Rong He said, having sat down next to them at some point. His face was painted deathly white with greasepaint, sporting two red circles on his cheeks, and his eyebrows were drawn like two thick, black caterpillars.

The dim light stretched his figure, casting a long silhouette against the concrete floor.

"Not going to do it again next time? How many times have you said that? When have you ever actually taken it to heart?" Wenwen glared at me, then gave a slight nod.

A smile, like blooming purple bellflowers, instantly lit up Ye Lishang’s eyes, causing even Ai Qiaoqiao to momentarily lose herself in the sight.

Ten people were injured and three died. The identities of the deceased remain unknown; further verification will be required to confirm who they are.

After Chu Mo walked in, he sat directly beside the Sword Spirit and patted his shoulder like a brother.

I went to the bathroom, and when I turned to look in the mirror, I was so terrified that my eyes widened and I covered my mouth with both hands, afraid to let out a scream.

Those who truly sell ivory on the market collect it from others, and buying it is akin to a high-risk investment. How many days the ivory dealer keeps the stock, how much they spend on food, and what happens if they can't sell it—all these factors count as costs.

Feng Ruobai held his teacup with both hands, silent, leaning back in his wheelchair while his eyes remained fixed on me.

His good mood was ruined. He had wanted to learn how people of the living world went on romantic dates today, but Miao Meijia had spoiled it all.

This question was no problem at all in front of Old Fan. Someone with real financial clout had long since calculated the difficulties and obstacles of this route, so Old Fan didn't waste words, simply ordering his men to move the dozen or so crates into Li Saibao’s cabin.

She had never liked Su Huaining, that "white lotus" who feigned modesty. If they hadn't crossed paths, it would have been fine, but now her maid actually dared to speak such insolence.

Although she and Gu Mingzhe had long since done this and that, being this intimate after several months apart suddenly made her feel a bit unaccustomed.

Inside the courtyard of Mingxu Palace, a viewing pavilion with vermilion beams and glazed tiles had already been erected. This was the first time the Central Plains Kingdom had held a husband-selection competition since its founding, and the scale was naturally extravagant and lavish.

"Doesn't she have a name? Her name is Jiang Xinyue," Su Yushen said to him, expressionless.

But when she went to find the Crown Prince, he ignored her entirely; no matter how much she cried or made a scene, it was to no avail.

When the kiss deepened with passion, Lu Yan wrapped her arms tightly around Gu Mingyuan’s waist, her reason spiraling out of control, lost in the tenderness.

Bai Ye gave a light smile and said no more. When they reached the first floor, the others had already finished cleaning the shop, waiting for them to finish so they could go eat together.

This must have been taken when she sprained her ankle in her first year of middle school and Bai Ye’s family came to visit, but she had no memory of it. If she remembered correctly, she had never seen it before.

However, even though they had been handing out flyers for a while, Wang’s Hot Pot was always packed, while the business at the Malatang shop remained mediocre.

A solid slap landed on Li Yunjian’s face, knocking out the teeth that Chen Wei had failed to dislodge earlier.

Yet, Gu Wan listened earnestly. This was the first time she had ever truly listened to someone offering guidance on her life.

At this moment, Meng Wan felt a warmth in his chest. He was moved; he knew full well that Auntie Tian cared for him. However, he cared more about the fact that to achieve his dream of power, he had to sacrifice many things—justice, and love, for instance.