Chapter 33: Spoiled into Having a Temper

Yuan Peipei also found it strange: "If someone wanted to harm me, they would need me to be inside. Knowing there was no one there, what would be the point of setting a fire?"

Upon arriving at the Hall of Diligent Governance, the palace servants and guards knelt in unison: "Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

A young eunuch said, "Reporting to the Empress, the Emperor has not yet returned."

"Oh, then I will go inside and wait for him." Yuan Peipei had always been free to come and go from the Hall of Diligent Governance, and the staff there were long accustomed to it.

Well, I had always assumed his brain wasn't fully developed, but when it comes to the critical moment, he is actually reliable.

The battle began. Even though Ye Jiangchuan’s side only had eleven divine-tier experts, they appeared just as the barrier collapsed.

Luo Ziyan was also searching for an entrance in some of the colder areas, while Huachen and Runying were not looking for the places to slay the mountain ghosts, but were searching for the two of them. After finding their three lost companions and reuniting with Luhua, the group headed toward the next mission objective.

At this moment, he had already stepped into the realm of deification, possessing the power of the world, and could fully unleash the many methods he had used in the past.

For a time, the Dragon’s Den rumbled and shook, looking as if it were teetering in a storm; the time remaining for it seemed to have been shortened once again.

Seeing Zhan Ying and Tie Xiong nod in agreement, Wuxin turned to look at Ruyi. He nodded heavily, his eyes resolute. Without saying a word, he turned and walked outside.

Fat Meow was stunned for a moment, but after taking it, he immediately realized what it was for. He quickly put it over his eyes and then took out a mirror to check his reflection.

"Wait, Jinfeng, you called it Jinfeng—do you recognize it?" Qin Nuan asked listlessly. She only slowly realized that the man didn't seem to care about her words at all. Instead, he sounded like he was talking to himself. Look at him, all his attention was focused entirely on the phoenix hairpin.

The bamboo tube was tossed onto the ground, and Old Ghost Chen’s hands hovered in empty space, as if he were catching something invisible in front of him.

The leopard’s body paused in place. With a crunch, the bluestone slab beneath its feet suddenly sank, and cracks spread out like a spiderweb. It was as if thousands of pounds of weight had been instantly added to its body, just like a concrete pump truck on a construction site pressing down on the ground to stabilize its massive frame.

Wang Xu led the group quickly toward the old mansion. They did not encounter any of Manson’s clones along the way, and the group successfully entered the woods beneath the highlands.

A sky-shaking roar erupted. The two-headed grey eagle’s icy eyes were filled with murderous intent, enough to chill anyone to the bone.

Zhou Chunyu desperately wanted to tell his wife "it's okay," but the words simply wouldn't come out. Looking at the tooth marks on Chen Tongdong’s shoulder, he could only weep in silence.

In the middle of the night, there was movement outside the door. Although it was only a slight sound, it alerted me. Dou Chen’er had been fast asleep for a long time, so who could it be at this hour?

Facing Phillips’ heavy punch, Elder Lu dealt with it nonchalantly, using a simple pull, a tap, and a nudge to neutralize the force of the blow and throw him off the ice block.

Wen Yu nodded silently and held William’s arm even tighter, as if it were the only lifeline left in her eyes.

The Earth Fiend Sect was, after all, one of the top super-sects in the Guiyuan Realm. To bring down such an organization, planning a comprehensive strategy before taking formal action was a laborious and exhausting task.

Hua also saw me. Her hair was still damp, but she looked even more beautiful. Seeing me, she didn't speak, just smiled as she looked at me.

Wang Xu looked at the people around him and saw them pulling out items like ragdolls, canes, and alarm clocks. He shrugged and drew the wood-chopping knife from his waist.

"That's right, I feel he is very familiar, almost like my own clone." To ensure Xiao Han would bid on that item, Yu spoke the truth.

Among the police officers, a leader-like figure stepped forward and gripped the hand of Daoist Master Xuanfa in gratitude, his emotions running high.