Chapter 34

"Don't call her Mianmian anymore; just call her 'Lecherous Cat.' She must be lusting after your Han Yiqian's masculine charms. Otherwise, why would she ignore us despite how well we treat her, yet insist on cozying up to Han Yiqian, even though he's so mean to her?" Yuan Yuan speculated, sounding quite convinced of her logic.

Furthermore, Qingcang discovered that the solid matter drifting within the magma was, in fact, hard rock and various ores—and not just any ores, but excellent materials for artifact refinement.

"Husband, is what you said true? Is it really Sister Shuiyan..." Mu Shuiro gripped the hem of Qingcang’s garment tightly, her tear-filled eyes fixed intently on him. Her delicate body trembled slightly, clearly betraying her extreme anxiety.

These words were pointed; no one present was a fool, and they naturally understood this as a veiled insult toward Lady Gao.

"How is this milk cake? Have you tried it? My mother taught me how to make it; you won't find it in any restaurant in the Imperial City of the Yun Kingdom," Su Miao boasted.

Gu Yu naturally saw what was on Ji Feng's mind. He also knew that to pass through this area, they would have no choice but to take down the guards. So, he smiled and said, "Handle it however you see fit." With that, he walked aside to regulate his breath. Although he hadn't been seriously injured by the shock, it still left his chest feeling stifled.

"...It’s me. I didn't want to implicate you, nor did I want to be caught by the guards in the Imperial City, so I left quickly. In truth, I wanted to stay with you longer; I miss you very much." With no one else around, Su Miao simply spoke her heart.

"Fine, it's a deal, then the Twelve Golden Needles belong to me." A glimmer of cunning flickered in her eyes, which were as bright as peach blossoms. She hadn't expected to succeed so easily.

As soon as they landed, a blaze of light ignited in the tunnel, illuminating the pitch-black cavern.

They visited several more bars, cafes, and even music schools, but not a single place was willing to hire Luo Qi.

She ordered a serving of tomato scrambled eggs, orange chicken, and greens. After paying with her card, she took her tray and sat down at the empty corner table she had scouted earlier.

He was met once again by Chen Rong, who kept his gaze lowered and appeared utterly submissive. Chen Yuan withdrew his eyes and strode away.

However, just as Jiang Chengce stood helpless, facing the incessant bickering between Zheng Kelan and Su Youqing, he was shocked to see Li Haoqian, bruised and battered, dash into the hallway and splash a large cup of mysterious liquid toward Zheng Kelan.

Yet, just as the hulking coach hesitated, Zheng Kelan’s series of side kicks followed in quick succession.

The monkey looked around with a hint of curiosity, then shifted its form into that of a normal human. He sat down at the table with Er Qing and the others, beginning to sample the delicacies of the mortal world.

Could the gap between Western demons and Eastern spirits really be this vast? Was it because of their differing systems that their magical effects varied? If Eastern spells had limited effectiveness against Western demons, would Western spells be similarly ineffective against Eastern spirits?

Song Yirong smiled as she looked toward the stage. She didn't explicitly say that the Shixue Alliance would take first place; her words were bureaucratic, and no one could tell what she truly intended to express. To reach her level of social maneuvering was quite impressive.

Just as the group had moved away from their original position, a brilliant white beam of light erupted from the depths of the vortex, releasing a vast and boundless power that engulfed everything for dozens of miles in white radiance.

Because their fleet was about to enter Sun Quan's territory, and for one warlord to enter another's domain without an invitation meant, in principle, that they could only meet on the battlefield.

And so, amidst her sobs, Ran Luoxue recounted in detail to the three of them the experiences she had endured over the past three years.

Behind them, many high-ranking members of the Dark Angels followed closely. It was clear they were all willing to risk it all rather than submit to the Underground World Alliance.

Xia Jian was not stupid; he knew clearly that this was a question Li Ya had asked deliberately to break the awkward atmosphere in the car.

"This Xuangu Gang not only took the treasures I unearthed from the ancient Han tomb for themselves, but they also transformed the tomb into their impregnable prison—which is where we are now. Ever since then, I have been locked away in this cage, essentially trapped by my own doing."

The five continued their journey, killing a few low-level Divine Emperor-realm demonic beasts they encountered along the way. Although their inner cores were not enough for Ling Tianjue to refine the Seven-Kill Soul-Absorbing Pill, inner cores from such beasts were not exactly common. He would not let them go to waste; to him, they were highly useful.

A sinister laugh rang out, possessing a piercing and infectious quality. Upon hearing it, An Zaiyou nearly collapsed to the ground in terror.

The "Stud Pig" obediently set down the box. I took advantage of his attention shifting, extended my long tongue, coiled it around him, and intended to knock him unconscious before tossing him out the window.

It’s good to be young! One could treat the sky falling down as a blanket to sleep under. Even in these moments, they still think about getting into a fight. With my husband away, I must exercise the authority he has entrusted to me.