Chapter 47 Putting in All One's Might

No matter how reluctant he was, duty and obligation called, and Jiang Jing'an could only stay here for a mere two days before he had to return to Donghai.
Fortunately, having witnessed with his own eyes that Pearl's current life was proper and secure, and that her old injuries had left no sequelae, he could finally set his anxious mind at ease.
"Contact your eldest brother immediately if anything happens. You are not allowed to hide things from me the way you do at home!" Jiang Jing'an repeatedly admonished before his departure.
"Yin Zhen, marriage is something you proposed. Since Pearl has chosen you, if you—"
Whenever you bolster the forces of either justice or evil, the Heavenly Dao will correspondingly strengthen the opposing faction; only a well-matched rivalry can constitute a cycle of cosmic tribulations.
Once he refined the black markings, not only would he be able to command the two black coffins, but his personal strength would also experience a massive surge, bringing him even within reach of becoming a half-step Great Dao wall-breaker.
By the time Shen Shufu and Ruan Mengxi arrived, the ambulance had just pulled up, and she followed them straight to the hospital.
Though his tone was quite fierce, not a single one of the two paid him any mind, which made the atmosphere even more awkward and caused the young prodigies of the Immortal Realm to cast repeated sideways glances.
Clever and eccentric though he might be, he was still a youth after all. His proficiency in the Spring and Autumn Laws was probably still somewhat inferior to Zhang Bo, whose inner elixir cultivation was more advanced.
"Anyuan, how are you coming along with your onboarding tasks?" Gu Jincheng found it somewhat unbearable to listen to Qiao Anyuan's random match-making any longer, and promptly interrupted her increasingly outrageous remarks.
Goalkeeper Brian Vandenbussche was frozen in utter shock, and by the time he reacted, the ball was already in the back of the net.
Sensing that the situation looked ominous, Tang Zhenglong decided he had better return to help with the defense; otherwise, those "country chickens" would dismantle the team.
He was someone who truly doted on his children. Pestered beyond endurance in the end, he told his child that before learning to ride a motorcycle, they had to learn how to ride a bicycle first; otherwise, once on a motor vehicle, they wouldn't even be able to maintain basic balance.
Liu Yuan sneered, and suddenly his expression shifted, assuming an affected, sentimental look and posture as he covered his chest with his left hand and opened his right.
"To hell with losing weight!" Catching the aroma, Sun Chengcheng also gave Chen Chen a disgruntled glare, and then looked expectantly at An'an.
Immediately following that, I heard the sound of a snap. Enhanced by the effect of the earth wheat, the sound was exceptionally clear, accompanied by Atobe's distinctive voice tone and intonation.
Strange to say, it felt as though there was an inexhaustible supply of attribute factors here; every completed work turned out better than any previous one.
With the process halfway through and outsiders present, Xiu did not dare to make the slightest sound. He bit his lip, his face red and burning.
A treasure was indeed a fine treasure, yet it had caught the eye of a thief—and not just any ordinary thief, but Chu Liuxiang, known far and wide as the "Marshal of Bandits, the Vagabond Noble."
Xiao Lianmeng seemed to have anticipated this scenario long ago. Unfazed, she picked up a pre-peeled apple from the fruit basket on the bedside table and took a crisp bite, making a satisfying crunching sound.
Watching An'an walk toward the kitchen, Chen Chen strolled over to the sofa and, looking at the others waiting to freeload a meal, could not help but trace a web of dark lines across his forehead.
Lu Yong's entire body stiffened, and his expression instantly turned unsightly. "Of course it's my house." He pressed his lips together. "It's just that the property deed is in my mom and dad's names." That was why he remained under their control.
The judges felt their passion for gossip burning like a raging inferno. Not minding at all to turn a music show into a press conference, they immediately gave their consent.
"It seems that the Heavenly Secret Source never does anything in vain, nor does it rescue useless people. Now that the 'usefulness' of Zize and Quanling has become clear, what do you suppose is the reason the three of us were rescued and brought here?" Zixuan was the first to pose this question, which no one dared to dwell on, leaving Ziche and Zixuan momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
"Very well, since that's the case, let us compete. This is merely a friendly match, so a stake of a hundred taels of silver will suffice." Li得意 had already figured out a way to salvage his dignity.