Chapter 23 (Three-in-One)

He had encountered this type of person many times before. Usually, even if they had a million in their pocket, they were by no means truly wealthy.

If he didn't get proper rest and continued driving while fatigued, something was bound to go wrong, which would only cause them more worry.

As cultivators with exceptional eyesight, the villagers were filled with dread as they gazed up at the massive demon.

Xi Ruiqing explained the situation to her, focusing on the fact that their destination for this flight was the address provided by O'Herich. The Shanhe Gang was landing on an island not far from that location, and they intended to see what kind of tricks O'Herich was playing.

"It’s nothing!" Ye Yu said the three words with breezy indifference. He sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and stared at Chi Zaozao, scrutinizing her.

Those were simply people with weak mental fortitude and poor coping skills; they felt they wouldn't do well on their exams, so they chose to end their lives.

The heavens and earth trembled. A sense of inexplicable crisis welled up within the Yin-Yang Demon Lord; it felt as if his body had been locked in place, unable to move even the slightest bit.

Ye Yu opened it right in front of her. When he saw that it was a necktie inside, his expression suddenly froze.

"Then thank you for your hard work, Sister Dielan. Let me be the one to guide him from here on," Hua Yun said, her eyes never leaving Hu Xin, growing more satisfied the longer she looked.

There were parking spaces right by the roadside. Having boarded the salesperson's car, Hu Xin sat in the front seat, heading toward Manor Number Four.

Because opportunities for father and son to meet were already rare, Tian Xiaoxiao was even more reluctant to leave the Bahuang Tower.

Inside the palace hall, everyone—except for the unconscious Madame Huang—watched the scene unfolding before them in stunned silence. Truth be told, even the Emperor himself was bewildered. What was happening? Someone dared to resort to violence in his presence?

Once the phone was hung up, the people in our vehicle poured out. As the doors of the large golden van slid open, nearly twenty people spilled out from the two vehicles. The parking lot at the entrance was instantly packed.

Even Zhong Jiantang, who had served in the imperial court for many years, felt powerless as to how this matter could be brought to a satisfactory conclusion.

The truth of the matter was that the people residing in the courtyard had no strength to go anywhere other than their beds and the latrines; they were so extremely weak that they had to force themselves even to reach the latrines. If you were to kill them right now, they would have no strength to resist.

The surroundings were pitch black. Although his Metal-attribute star sign emitted a golden glow, it appeared faint in this world of darkness, and Meng Zhanfeng could not discern anything at any significant distance.

After a long while, Chen Yang patted my back and said slowly, "Brother, take care." He then stepped back twice. I saw tears sliding from the corners of his eyes, yet he kept smiling, continuously trying to hide it.

Lin Wangyou was clever in other matters, but when it came to romance, her emotional intelligence was truly lacking! She could actually play matchmaker to such an absurd degree; if Su Xinyue knew that the "he" she was referring to was Huangfu Bozheng, she would have been fuming with rage.

The younger generation, however, was quite lively. It was the first time the great-grandchildren had sat on the back of such a massive black dragon, capable of carrying a thousand people, and they felt incredibly excited.

Speed in the air is entirely different from speed in water. Xue Ziyi’s reaction was a split second too slow.

"But the Caesar City only sends out troops when the empire's cities fall below 5%? And those sly foxes from the Liefeng Gang clearly know this. They have kept our cities suppressed just above that 5% mark; they won't attack even a fraction more," the cautious Gerhard remarked.

Therefore, Su Yang forced himself to endure it. However, he decided that he would absolutely not continue as this general manager; whoever wanted the job could have it.

Venerable Hongming smiled faintly as he glanced at Lieshan Yuqing and the others. He understood that the Heterogeneous Bloodline families and the Guardian families needed to discuss certain matters, and as an outsider, it was not his place to participate. Thus, he nodded and flew off toward another area.

It had been a very long time since Wu Ming had threatened anyone, but he had finally mustered the courage to do so today. After speaking, he watched for Du Weitao's reaction.

Karina was telling the truth; she truly couldn't do it. Therefore, every time she watched Su Yang extract a bullet, she was filled with awe, feeling that Su Yang was far more capable than those surgeons.

When Mo Canghai heard what Wu Ming said, he nodded in agreement. After all, the grudges between Wu Ming and the Sword Sect were far too deep, and the Sword Sect kept looking for trouble for no reason. It was understandable that Wu Ming couldn't stand them, and Mo Canghai was particularly empathetic toward Wu Ming's feelings at that moment.

There lay the fake Long Shihai, a corpse on the ground, with a cold-glinting machete stuck in front of him. Blood was still flowing down the blade onto the floor.

Although Su Yang had crippled Federle, he felt that Federle was indeed quite formidable. This was the strongest opponent he had encountered since mastering spiritual power.

The purple thunder-fire slammed into that black cloud layer, and instantly, the previously calm clouds began to churn... but after only a moment, they gradually returned to stillness, and the mass of purple thunder-fire had already vanished.

An elderly Taoist with white, thinning hair sat upright, dozing off. If viewed from behind, it seemed as if he were sitting in meditation.

"The people in the village all find it sinister, believing that perhaps some evil spirit has entered your family's residence."

The Dao Discussion Conference was not originally meant to be held at the Xiangguo Temple. Because the Abbot had an ambiguous relationship with the Imperial family, they had invited members of the royal family with the highest attainments in Taoism to attend, which was an supreme honor for the temple. But now, this honor had turned into a catastrophic disaster.

Qin'er knew that based on A-Yao's dependence and trust in her, if she were to intentionally guide him, his feelings for her might very well change in nature. But precisely for that reason, she could not do so; it would be unfair to A-Yao.