Chapter 44: Side Story - Wen Que

On the elevated platforms surrounding the fifty dueling arenas, besides the fifty referees, there sat an elderly man and several middle-aged men.

"Is what you said just now true?" Li Qingjiu let go of Ye Beichen's arm. Having finally regained his composure, he asked.

In this way, there were conflicts, clashes, and the climax of the first phase.

It was truly pitiful for Ji Heting to be burdened with such parents; it was as if he had offended Meng Po during his reincarnation.

Unexpectedly, the attack principle of the drone prioritized striking moving objects, and the moment he started running, he was immediately detected by the equipment.

Watching her walk into that restaurant without a single hesitation, Lu Zhao glanced at the store once more before driving off to park.

Although acting as a dog to Qin Feng sounded somewhat undignified, if he could truly preserve his own influence, secure his position, and attach himself to the powerful backing of the Valley of Ghosts, it would undoubtedly bring him a hundred benefits without a single harm.

Hearing Leng Guangju's voice, the crowd trembled with fear, not even daring to raise their heads.

Yet he deliberately chose not to send it to Xie Miaoxuan immediately, deciding to string her along for a bit. These high-ranking nobles, accustomed to admiring the moon and appreciating the breeze, never had much patience; perhaps before long, she would simply forget about this matter.

She caught a faint scent of blood in the air, intertwined with a slight trace of gunpowder.

Yang Yingxue's limbs felt somewhat stiff, and it took quite a while after boarding the carriage for her to relax, harboring a secret resentment towards Shen Ninghua for not giving her a prior warning.

Only then did everyone let out a long breath, though they were still left wanting more. This medical exchange meeting was far more spectacular than any previous one, especially the final three tests.

The onlookers were rebuked to the point of complete silence. A beauty was indeed a beauty—not only was she pitifully charming when crying, but even when throwing a temper, she possessed such a unique flavor.

Seeing Gu Bingling step out of the car, Dong Qinghua watched as the butler closed the door without Gu Wanqiao emerging from inside.

Anxiety gripped Qingque's heart, and she raised her hand trying to push Shen Ninghua further away, but the toxicity caused her to faint once more.

"Didn't you guys say you had news about Mommy?" Ziyang still remembered this matter and never expected them to want to leave just like that.

The carriage curtain was lifted by a large hand, revealing Xuanyuan Qingyu as he suddenly stooped and entered the carriage.

"Momo's mother has a court case this morning, and she'll be on the earliest flight tomorrow... She'll be home by ten in the morning at the latest!" Xie Jingqiu explained.

Rushang's expression tightened, and she instantly summoned a feather. The feather grew in the wind, reaching a length of over a zhang in a moment, wreathed in layers of faint cyan fire as it met the blushing pink lotus head-on.

First, although killing it would yield a considerable amount of beast blood, it would eventually run out; whereas capturing a living Star-Roving Beast could provide an endless supply of beast blood, making it far superior to simply killing it.

Since the old lady had already realized her mistake and willingly re-established ties with their family, for the sake of her parents, she was willing to share some spiritual spring water with her.

"No, could it be the legendary Lightning Thunderball?" Zhou Yang pondered for a long time before finally thinking of a possibility.

After a long silence, Caijie suddenly raised her head and said, "Uncle Li, I want to learn cultivation arts. I want to avenge my cousin. I don't want to remain powerless like this, acting like fish on someone else's chopping board, at the mercy of others!"

Hearing the fat sparrow's strange cry, Qin Feng's lips curled into a smile, though he kept it to himself and continued focusing on drawing eyebrows.

Before long, a middle-aged man walked over, accompanied by a young man and several burly men in suits.

That would be fantastic. The factory buildings there were originally used as a military training base, saving them even the trouble of constructing new houses. How could Mo Li not be delighted?

The stall owner's face was concealed by a bamboo hat, but judging by the stubble not yet grown on his chin, he could not be very old.

Pei Tongtong clutched her cup tightly, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Realizing later that no one cared about her feelings, she began drinking cup after cup of alcohol.

Gazing into those star-like eyes filled with absolute sincerity, Gu Tingyuan could not help but curve his thin lips upward.

Having mastered magical mimicry and combined it with the power of the Reality Stone, he had nothing to fear, even when facing Doctor Strange.

"This is—" Long Wanxiang stared in disbelief at the several portals that had abruptly appeared in mid-air, from which countless lords of the netherworld swarmed out one after another, instantly overwhelming the region. The aura of the underworld permeated the air in an instant.

It was evident that these thugs preferred to drag a whole plane of people to their deaths rather than being captured alive, likely knowing that being taken alive would only bring endless torment.

Zhen Tianqi believed that with this, he could completely make the recruited members obey his commands. Otherwise, if the recruited members were as arrogant and disobedient as in reality, his one thousand nightmare coins would have been wasted in vain.

In his past life in the dream of the red chambers, Lei Hu had been a grand lord in charge of the Ministry of Works, while also bearing the title of "infrastructure maniac." Now, as the Marquis of Wu, holding sway over such fertile lands as Taihu Lake and Qiantang County, how could he possibly not vigorously develop infrastructure and open up these prosperous regions in advance?

Underworld, Earth Prison, the task hall of "Scaring Ghosts Entertainment International Co., Ltd."

Amidst his thoughts, the tips of her toes brushed the grass, and she took a step back, landing steadily as a brand-new idea suddenly sprouted in her mind.

Had the market not been lively enough on its own, they might have completely dissociated themselves from him out of sheer embarrassment.

Let alone unfulfilled grand ambitions or singing a thousand songs in one's heart—all of it lingers for your sake. As years pass and youth turns to gray hair, through storms, mud, glory, and adversity, there is no regret or resentment.

All of this was because the strongest of the four great spirit beasts, the Golden Lion, had been slain, instilling a deep sense of unease in this ancient and cunning great spirit beast, thus leading to this outcome.

The surrounding latent wind elements instinctively retreated a few steps as Lynch, smiling, led Onyxandria and Vashj along the grand path into the Vortex Pinnacle.

Wang Jin could endure all of that, but what he could not tolerate was an old eunuch. This old eunuch was formidable, possessing the cultivation of the peak Postnatal Realm, and attempted to forcefully capture Wang Jin.

"Doesn't the young master know about Jiang Kun's sordid deeds?" Jiang Qingqing seemed entirely oblivious to his implication, immediately beginning to disparage him.

"It's fine, we remember you!" Giorgio joked with Hugo, seeing that Hugo didn't actually seem genuinely angry.

But now that his son was dead, his home was gone, so what meaning was there in keeping the house? Once the debts were paid off, he could depart in peace.

In truth, if Lynch's primary focus had not been on Azeroth, it would never have been Rocky's turn to act as the nominal master here.