Bah!

Looking from afar, the sprawling academy resembled a luxurious palace, gleaming brilliantly under the glare of the midday sun.

"That is only natural. My bloodline is quite possibly the strongest in the entire Heavenly Spirit Continent," Jiang Tianchen said with an air of arrogant pride.

She first swept her gaze across the room, her eyes lighting up the moment she spotted Zhang Ya. A pungent wave of heavy perfume nearly choked Li Xiuyuan into unconsciousness, immediately followed by a cold, disapproving snort from Aunt Li.

Many people had passed by this exact spot before, yet none of them had ever detected his presence. At this moment, Lin Yi’s body radiated no aura whatsoever.

Lin Yi had long since formed the intention to assist Xiang Ning. Now that her elder sister, Xiang Ling, had arrived, there must be a way to counter the elders of the Moon Clan; he would only need to lend a helping hand from the sidelines.

When the majority of people disagree with something, there are generally two best explanations. The first is that they lack the courage to do it themselves, and thus wish for no one else to do it either. The second is that they would never do such a thing, and despise seeing anyone else do it.

Ma Lanhua knew that Duan Lang's words came straight from the heart, brimming with genuine affection. In truth, they were far more moving than any romantic poem.

This was to be a cinematic franchise, and it would undoubtedly become a new cash cow for Longteng Entertainment.

"Our purpose in coming to the Sunset Mountain Range this time, aside from hunting demonic beasts, is to search for the Divine Wood Herb. Only by finding the Divine Wood Herb can we save my father's life," Shangguan Jianfeng said.

"Rest assured, he only just arrived." Shen Yunchen seemed to read her thoughts, offering words of comfort as he tucked the blanket around her, kissed her on the forehead, and then rose to dress and leave.

"Even if you don't like her, she is still your cousin. To actually use her—how terrifying!" Zhilan stepped back a pace.

At the very bottom of the live-streaming interface was a pop-up window showing Junlin's front-facing camera. Because it blocked the view, the exact number of remaining grenades was not displayed to the audience.

Not wanting to worry his mother, Lin Feng only offered a vague explanation. But right at that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the corridor outside the ward, accompanied by muffled cursing. A sense of impending doom welled up in Lin Feng's heart.

Before leaving, Su Mi looted another two energy stones from them, tucking them into her pockets with a beaming smile.

Although he knew in his heart that the observer was only speaking the truth, Richardson still found it impossible to accept. That single minute of falling from heaven to hell would forever haunt him as a nightmare.

Ouyang Shan was inwardly alarmed. The tall man was unquestionably one of the most formidable experts within the Ouyang family; though his haughty arrogance had long made him unpopular with others, it in no way diminished his standing in Ouyang Shan's eyes.

Jiu Yu was momentarily stunned. He had never expected that Ye Linyuan would completely ignore the conversational thread he had just offered. Judging by the situation earlier, Ye Linyuan ought to have held at least some lingering feelings for Ye Qingge. With such a prime opportunity at hand, how could he not seek to forge a direct alliance instead of simply leaving him behind in this Grand Preceptor's estate?

At that moment, the spiritual power radiating from Ye Wenqin—who was deep in a state of epiphany—suddenly surged far beyond its previous level. "He's broken through. This has reached the intermediate stage of the Observation Realm. Perfect, I'll just use this as an excuse," Sima Canglan said with a smile.

Even as Yun Shang frantically shook the figure of Nanhua before her, Nanhua appeared entirely unresponsive.

Qin Chuan was delighted by the prospect of a worthy opponent and intended to use him to hone his swordsmanship. However, after fighting for only a brief moment, Yan Nantian abruptly withdrew. Glancing around, Qin Chuan realized that Bai Qiyue, who had previously been fighting two opponents at once, was now left with neither in sight, while Ning Xiyue was currently in pursuit of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"I found a way to resolve the issue in the Middle Realm. My metallic arm has been restored, and I am once again whole in my true form," Jiang Chen said.

"Calculate the time difference—do you really take me for someone who enjoys staying up late? This is no joke; trouble has genuinely arrived! The wolf is truly at the door!" Ma Huateng said slowly, his tone remaining quite composed.

That flush of rosy red involuntarily reminded him of her earlier, fire-like passion. His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, burning with a fierce heat at their depths.

Both sides had chosen heroes common in high-tier matchmaking: a suicide laner, a midlaner, a jungler, a safe-lane carry, and a support pulling jungle camps. It was a standard, conventional setup, though in terms of late-game scaling and crowd control, the opposing side held the advantage.

Gong Yueyue lowered his gaze, watching the person who had fallen into a deep, exhausted slumber in his arms. The ethereal moonlight filtered in, casting a gentle glow upon her flushed, delicate cheeks. Faintly, he could still discern the lingering warmth of a blush that had yet to fully fade from her face.

By now, she was battered and bruised, her condition extremely precarious, teetering on the verge of perishing amidst the tribulation lightning.

Upon hearing these words, the eleven patrol disciples who had until recently held themselves above all others plunged instantly from the clouds into the deepest mire.

"Open it and take a look." The office door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in. This was Wang Tao, the mastermind behind the Dark Team and the orchestrator of this plagiarism scandal.

The outside world was in an uproar, and Yi Tianyun's whereabouts remained a complete mystery—no one knew where he had been teleported.

After resisting bitterly for three days, the Sakura Nation suffered seventy thousand casualties, with twenty thousand more sustaining light to severe injuries, before finally fleeing in disarray.

Yet, noticing the snickers of those around her, she could not entirely avoid a sense of awkwardness and quickly pushed Tu Jiuyan away.

Tang Sanzang wore a gentle smile as he watched Guanyin Bodhisattva depart. Once Sha Wujing closed the door behind her, he flopped backward onto the bed.

"This prince is rather remarkable—far more exceptional than we anticipated." High above, three mysterious figures silently watched Li Buwei.

This flower bloomed here year-round, its petals and leaves perpetually falling into the pool. Over a millennium, the pool water had been imperceptibly dyed blue, hence its name: the Blue Water Cave.

The white horse drew closer and closer, until the two fresh recruits finally remembered their duties and bounded forward in a single stride.

Regarding the relationship between Lu Yuejun and Lu Munian, opinions had varied wildly over the years. The public speculated with frantic excitement while the media kept a relentless watch.

Tens of thousands of citizens who had yet to evacuate trembled at the sight, feeling as though a massive boulder were pressing down upon their chests, rendering them utterly breathless.

A curvaceous figure, an exquisitely adorable face, clear and innocent eyes, and a soft, sweet vocal tone.

Yuan Zimo frowned. Hua Hua had only just left when Nankan arrived, and judging by the look of it, he had been here for quite some time. Could it be?