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Dragon-Subduing Demon King Zhong is a Third-Rank Grandmaster and a sworn brother of Instructor Lin Chong of the Purple Thorn Imperial City. A cultivator of this caliber is more than enough to intimidate this man.
Divine Turtle Knitting did not hesitate, immediately taking down the black iron rod suspended in mid-air.
Qiao’er’s expression shifted slightly.
This black iron rod gave her a feeling of extreme danger. She knew Divine Turtle Knitting possessed magical artifacts, but she had not expected one so formidable.
Divine Turtle Knitting grasped the black iron rod and used it as a long staff.
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Originally, upon hearing Li Yi’s words, Wen Qiu and the others had worn expressions of deep agreement. Yet, Gongsun Ling had lightly tossed out a remark so naive and innocent that it made Wen Qiu feel as though she were being insulted.
The mere existence of Shu Micheng made her feel as if she were covered in thorns; it was so uncomfortable that even breathing felt strained.
"However, the Imperial Guard exists to protect the Emperor. If you are no longer the sovereign, who would come, and whose safety would they guard?" Mu Ling looked at the enraged Emperor of Dai Bei with a faint smile, her deep, pitch-black eyes like the night, seemingly capable of swallowing him whole in an instant.
"Vice Commander, how did you tame it?" Bai Xian looked at her, eyes still shining, filled with fervent admiration.
Qu Xiaoxiao and Su Yao stood up, following behind Qin Pei. The moment Qin Pei and the others exited the restaurant, a smile gradually crept onto Fang Nizi’s lips. All of it—the meal, the notification—was merely meant to make Qin Pei miserable.
"Sister, what nonsense are you spouting? President Zhang is your future husband, my brother-in-law!" Chi Xianxian’s face turned pale, her voice trembling; she had no desire to marry an oily, disgusting old man.
"Er Cheng hit you?" Du Ruo stared at Song Juxian in disbelief. Was he really so bold and reckless?
Lin Jia did not know what had happened, but after such a long time in contact, she had come to understand Mu Yuexi a little. If it were not for absolute necessity, he would never have spoken to her with such a pleading tone.
Fortunately, only the arm and shoulder were injured, which was not a major concern; however, due to the rainwater washing over them, the wounds had become slightly inflamed, inevitably leading to a fever.
"Princess Consort of the Ninth, the Divine Lord and the Empress have arrived!" Ye Xi flew over, her face pale with shock, and shouted to her.
That old man bore a striking resemblance to Hansen Singer, appearing to be an elder of his, with a cultivation base that had reached the eighth-level peak of the Creation Realm. He was a Sage Sovereign of Creation, a figure of significant importance within the Azure Emperor’s faction.
She knew this was her subconscious expressing submission, yet she had no idea what she was submitting to, as no one had asked her to yield.
Perhaps it was because they had been confined here for too long; the two argued endlessly, primarily over grievances from years past. From their words, Huo Hai roughly discerned what had occurred back then.
Confucius’s theory of officialdom provided Confucianism and the many scholars of the world with a clear path—a broad and open avenue. At the same time, it laid the foundation for Confucianism to become the preferred choice for imperial orthodoxy and national study, establishing the millennial, phenomenal tradition of Confucian scholars serving as officials to assist monarchs in governing the nation.
Ouyang Xue exclaimed in surprise. The value of a single Divine Stone was precious indeed, far beyond the comparison of ten contribution points.
Ye Mo increased his speed once more, flying toward the locked-in coordinates. Countless spatial storms were shattered by his impact; like the trailing tail of a meteor, he vanished into the distance in the blink of an eye.
The armed soldiers walked into the warship’s workstation one after another, donned their helmets, and entered the oval-shaped gravity devices. Safety belts ejected from behind the seats, locking securely around their waists.
Just as the Wild Wolf Commando team was locked in battle with the Fire Dragon, several bright meteors suddenly streaked across the sky, piercing the air with sharp, whistling sounds. The meteors crashed into the earth, and after the blinding light faded, a violent roar filled the ears.
"Unidentified individuals have joined the fray?" After hearing the reports from his subordinates, Lu Min’s expression flickered with a hint of peculiarity.