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At this moment, Ye Han was simply reveling in the might of the Soul Ancestor realm. He continuously dodged Niu Biao's slashing attacks while sensing the movements of his surroundings. Without even resorting to his Insight Technique, he could feel the pulsing of the surrounding soul power and clearly perceive the exact magnitude of every single strand of soul energy.

A moment later, Lanlan walked toward Gao Qing with sobs, casting a glance at the old woman beside them. The old woman understood and headed outside the cave.

Guo Xiaomei paid no attention to them and walked straight toward the stone coffin. Uncle Wang and his remaining two disciples quickly followed behind her.

"The Roaring Sky Sword?" Ban Jie's facial expression shifted instantly. "Hahaha! It truly is the Roaring Sky Sword. I am more than familiar with this aura." Looking like a madman, Ban Jie suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly.

Prompted by a single remark from Xiao Yi, the four of them continued. Taking a piece of fruit handed over by Zheng Ying, Heng Zhi directly pulled up a stool and sat behind his mother to watch the game. Judging from the silver coins on the table, it seemed his mother was losing more, and he intended to cheer her on.

After carefully sizing up Lu You—who was locked in intense combat with the burly man, known as Senior Brother Tieniu by the disciples of the Zhengtian Sect—she resolutely shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "Thank you, Third Master. I will penalize myself with three more cups!"

After finishing, the cousin filled his cup himself and drank three cups in a row. Li Jiang sighed inwardly, thinking that he truly was an expert. In Li Jiang's experience, anyone who had practiced martial arts could hold their liquor; the martial arts experts he had met before were practically bottomless pits, easily downing five or six catties of wine without a problem.

"Ziping, what do you say we mount our horses and take a ride around this city of Luoyang?" After letting the cold wind blow for a moment, Gao Shun stretched his limbs and asked Guan Hai with a smile. This was one of Jingfang's habits, which often sparked his inspiration. Naturally, the personal guards accompanying him had been personally handpicked by Xiao Yi.

Catherine's curiosity instantly reached its absolute peak, and the blazing fires of gossip burned within her heart.

Huang Xuanling was clever and sensible, albeit a bit introverted. Whenever something was on her mind, she tended to keep it bottled up inside rather than sharing it with others. Consequently, she hadn't said a single word about encountering a bottleneck in her cultivation.

"It's fine. If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll really think she can turn the world upside down," Gong Shiqi said with a dismissive expression.

Madam Yang was so startled that the chopsticks in her hand dropped onto the table. The Yang family's eldest brother nodded with deep gratification, then looked at Luo Yan with a trace of apology.

"By listening to these maidservants, I can learn about every place here. Then, after walking around a bit more, wouldn't I know this place like the back of my hand? Excellent, I am truly too smart!" Mo Zidai thought to herself, the more she pondered, the more convinced she was of her own brilliance.

As everyone discussed this matter, their gazes involuntarily turned toward Jing Yizhe. Jing Yizhe was naturally well aware of what they meant, but if it came down to it now, Shu Yiyi had never once occupied a place in his heart from beginning to end.

Seeing her like this, Rong Lan's gaze flickered slightly. He slowly walked forward, ascended a few steps to stand beside the Empress, squatted down, and reached out with the intention of helping her up.

"Hey, do you think this is real or fake?" Ling Aoqing gently nudged the man beside her with her elbow and asked softly.

Rong Lan slowly raised his gaze to look at her in silence, offering no denial. There was a certain complexity in the way he looked at her.

Thus, throughout the entire previous night, despite Mo Zidai being utterly exhausted, she had continued performing examinations well into the second half of the night! What Mo Zidai found most unbearable was that during those examinations last night, Qin Haoyu was the one performing them on her.

Winning the battle just now had been anything but easy. If she hadn't possessed quite a few hidden trump cards, she might have lost her life today. The strength of disciples from major sects was indeed on a completely different level.

Lou Yueqing wanted to continue pressing the matter, but looking at Nan Gongyi's current state, she ultimately didn't wish to waste another half a word on him, turning around and walking out.

Uncle Xuanfeng was overjoyed, and Tang Po also conveniently unslung the heavy bow and powerful crossbow from his back. Launching a ranged attack was a good method, as it could at least put some additional psychological pressure on the opponent.

What is true martial arts? Sometimes, martial arts are forged through long-term diligence at one's work; one does not necessarily have to subdue or injure others to claim mastery of martial arts.

Daoist Burning Lamp pondered over the matter for a long time, eventually recalling what Wang Chongyang had said: Since there was fundamentally no difference between Great Vehicle Buddhism and Taoism, why should he abandon Taoism in pursuit of Buddhism? Wouldn't it be much easier to simply continue cultivating Taoism as he had always done?

As for the storefront, Meng Fan didn't need to worry about it at all; he simply handed it over to Feng Xiaoxiao. By now, the company had already reached a considerable scale with all departments fully established. Had Feng Xiaoxiao not been a perfectionist who preferred to oversee things personally, she wouldn't even have needed to exert herself, leaving the work entirely to her subordinates.

Wang Chongyang immediately brandished the sword in his hand, hacking and slashing wildly all around while keeping his eyes fixed on the patch of ground where the demon herder had vanished, wondering if the fellow had tunneled away.

Simultaneously, Xiao Yunfei swung his body to the right, slamming his elbow directly into the chest of the man on his right. The tall, thick-skinned man was struck with a dull thud and a wave of pain, causing him to stagger backward and crash into the people behind him.

A glass of fruit juice and a pancake—Zhang Donghai handed them to Zhao Qiaozhen to eat first while he continued making more pancakes.

The biting cold wind outside seemed exceptionally fierce, yet it failed to part the heavy clouds enveloping the area dozens of yards away.

"The people in that car just now looked like they came from the Golden Triangle. Yesterday, they openly shot and killed police officers. As for why they didn't finish you off with a bullet instead of kidnapping you, I'd say it's simply because you have a father who is a bureaucrat of a police chief!" Xiao Yunfei was utterly speechless regarding this policeman.

Pointing at the Blood-Drinking Sword in utter astonishment, Lin Yumeng was rendered completely speechless. She could sense the overwhelming power erupting from the Blood-Drinking Sword; perhaps without any conscious control on her part, the sword could easily slaughter a powerful individual at the Spirit Emperor realm.

As for the four of them, they had been quietly smuggled into the Tianyuan Palace by the Qingyue Sect using formidable divine powers. Because Guo Qin and the others had wasted too much time at the third trial, and the four individuals from the Qingyue Sect had cheated their way in via special means, they had already reached the pavilion beneath the Heavenly Ladder beforehand.

Perhaps on that night when Shui Linghuai turned fifteen, the moment Su Xuan's laughter echoed like the wind and opened up her heart, the ultimate outcome in the deep waters had already been sealed.

Darling, did I misplace your long review? I've been rather muddle-headed lately, frequently doing low-IQ things. If there's any mistake, let me know.

I'm married! I'm finally married! I keep saying I have a pair of unreliable parents; no matter how I look at the auspicious dates they picked, none of them seemed suitable for marriage.