Chapter 23

He could not be certain; everything felt so illusory that it seemed unreal. Whether it was the various tortures and miseries of purgatory or his current state of divine luxury, both felt like mere phantasms.

A muffled groan escaped Yuan Jun, who was locked in a stalemate. Under Ankes's steady gaze, he was sent flying backward, spitting out scarlet blood just as Ankes had, before crashing heavily into the ground and leaving a human-shaped crater.

"Your brother is out of work now. If your workplace is still hiring, could you put in a word with your boss and find him a job, too?" Wang Min paused, setting down her chopsticks.

Even the most terrifying ice-freezing ability—even the Demon's Extract, the Teigu once wielded by Esdeath that possessed supreme freezing power—only froze the exterior of the human body. The interior remained untouched; it was only after the exterior had been frozen for a long period that the cold would slowly permeate, eventually freezing the internal organs.

Wang Biao’s title was finally decided: the Adjudicator Angel, Adjudicator Angel Solik. Wang Biao was extremely satisfied with this title; it sounded so imposing.

Wang Biao’s aura was directed primarily at the white-robed youth, who bore the brunt of the pressure. In the youth's eyes, Wang Biao had transformed into an invincible demon. Terrified, he collapsed onto the ground, shivering uncontrollably with a vacant, glazed look in his eyes.

Long Jiu nodded, signaling that he could handle the responsibility. Sima Feng’s face clearly showed his dissatisfaction. He glanced at his brother, but noticing that Sima Lan’s expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and silently accepted the decision.

"Who do you like, Wu Chuang?" Li Haonan felt truly helpless in the face of Gu Xiaobei’s stubbornness.

"Fine! I’ll endure it." With no other choice, the Mad King could only watch as the giant creature moved sluggishly. Although it was incredibly irritating, there was nothing he could do about it! After all, he lacked the necessary strength. As for Lu Feiyang, he too began to move forward slowly with a sigh of resignation.

"Well, those children born into wealthy families are just lucky in their reincarnation; that doesn't count as one of the two types," Ma Xingyao said.

"Good," Wang Yin said, offering no further words. He hoped they would be able to escape; otherwise, there would be precious few left of those two thousand men.

In particular, the final five days could be considered the most critical period, as those wealthy magnates might not have truly made their moves yet.

The first ten warships were nearing completion, with seven finished, while over four thousand workers labored day and night on the final assembly of the remaining three.

Since the fatty had already been noted by the Imperial Propaganda Department, it wouldn't be easy to explain if he were to just die so mysteriously; that was the reason for the phone call that had come through in the early hours of the morning.

Every smile and every glance of hers was filled with beauty, a stunning tableau. It was a pity, however, that the number of people in the world capable of appreciating her exquisite grace could be counted on one hand.

Liu Laozhi, who had been in a state of rage, let out a curse before realizing that Wei Jie had actually delivered himself to his doorstep. He could not help but let out a cold, mocking laugh.

He saw the "chrysanthemum" on Vice Dean Liu's face; it was clear that the brand was deeply etched there.

As for the death of Qi Yan, let it be. It was not that he did not want revenge, but the murderer of Qi Yan was not someone against whom he was qualified to seek retribution.

"I offered you a share of the spoils. At a critical moment, you didn't help me save face, and instead, you caused trouble and humiliated me. That is going too far."

Xiang Yu was truly afraid that they would refuse. If they recovered and joined forces, he might not be a match for them.

Jiang Chen nodded inwardly. His Nine-Turn Divine Thunder Dao Body had evolved! Although the prompt box only showed one additional attribute, Jiang Chen knew it was not that simple.

Ruo'er was not one to sit still. After finishing Su Yang’s makeup in the morning, she suggested they go out for a walk.

"Ah Bai, why did you suddenly return? Wasn't England quite good?" Shirou asked.

Mu Jing watched the screen as the Rift Herald ran toward the IC tower and began to charge, crashing into and collapsing the remaining health of the IC mid-lane tower. He felt a hint of surprise.

Although this coffee was only worth five points, it was likely top-tier, high-quality coffee beans in this mortal world.

This news did not actually cause any waves globally, because Yi Yang had already been selected for the All-NBA First Team. Once you have that in hand, why worry about failing to make the first lineup? Such honors were already "routine operations" for Yi Yang.

Watching the two of them egg each other on, Ye Teng felt his fury burning, yet he could not show it. He could only flick his sleeves in anger and storm off.

Dilaier nodded. In the end, the group found a new place. No sooner had they set up their tents on the clearing than another group of people arrived—the nobles.

"After the Senior Brother circulates his energy, the sun behind his neck will emit a faint golden glow. That golden light can also absorb energy from the air for the Senior Brother to use. I suspect this is not something one can describe just by seeing it by chance," Zi Mo said, bowing his head in contemplation.

"Block the dragon for the Captain!" Several men immediately returned to Old Wan’s side, shielding him from the dragon's flames.

The people present all wore smiles as I recounted my trip to the Yuanzhen Sect.

Yan Zhen picked up the wine jar and poured, but only half a cup came out before it was empty. "Huh? No more wine."

After Yan Zhen finished grumbling, he dodged and retreated, looking to step aside to think of a strategy.