Chapter 143: Revenge (Part 5) It might indeed be dragging on a bit...

Reflecting on those bygone days, childhood sweethearts dancing in the courtyard—how many secluded joys, evening songs, and the chirping of orioles and laughter of swallows were shared?

"That's right! If it's the Angelic Knights, then that elf is extremely important to the Holy See! As the guardian knighthood of the Holy See, every deployment of theirs involves a mission of utmost significance. Therefore, I believe the elf will not be in any danger," analyzed Kane the heavy swordsman.

The room was dead silent; you could hear a pin drop. Most people's mouths formed an "O" shape, utterly unable to take any more of this stimulation. After Adela pushed Sebas out as well, having already witnessed the divine mage earlier, they somehow felt there was nothing left they couldn't accept.

Why did that sound rather sour? This was not Diao Chen's usual style at all! He had always been indifferent to everything; it must be because I was blinded by anger, causing me to hallucinate. This whole thing was simply too sci-fi. Yet, I felt I hadn't done anything wrong. After all, Dong Zhuo was the one I wholeheartedly desired right now—how could I possibly hand him over to someone else on a silver platter?

In his past experiences, combat had always boiled down to a simple rule: whoever possessed the greater strength was the stronger one.

India was not far from Huaxia, and there had been friction between the two nations before. However, Huaxia was vastly superior to India in both economic power and overall strength, while India had always relied on the resources provided by the United States to sustain itself.

Among several different planets, there was a striking similarity: these celestial bodies possessed extremely abundant elemental energy. Cultivating on them would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort.

Furthermore, the fact that the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were unable to defeat a half-step Xiantian practitioner using the Tiangang Beidou Formation had already been proven. They could only stall for time temporarily, and the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would naturally become.

"How is that possible?" Bulma's eyes flickered with panic and worry as she watched Yahiko, who was sitting with his eyes closed in meditation just like Piccolo.

The outline of the ghost-path divine technique, "Myriad Ghosts Capturing Souls," was far more complex, yet also much more detailed, making it relatively simpler to learn.

While feeling a sense of admiration, Zhuo Shiying's own imposing aura was steadily climbing. Appreciation was one thing, but he had promised to help secure the position of the Alliance Leader for someone, so he had no choice but to go all out and prepare for battle.

Fortunately, there were no wounds on Chen Feng's body, so it would not immediately attract bloodthirsty beasts, but it was hard to say how things would turn out as time went on.

His large hand gently stroked the softness before her, applying a slight pressure. Seeing her knitted brows, a trace of a smile flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"Just leave everything to me to handle! I will have the Gestapo look into it. Since you are staying in the United States for a few more days anyway, I guarantee that you will meet the representatives of that party before you leave the US," Ribbentrop assured.

Old Ge remained silent. He felt that his current monthly income was already quite substantial. He truly never expected that the master of the house would come up with such an idea—this would instantly offend four landlords at once! In his eyes, all landlords were wealthy people, and wealthy people must not be offended.

"What potential do I have? Faying must have misjudged me!" Xia Yongning picked up the bowl beside her, ladled two spoonfuls of soup, and handed it over.

"Once I take on this new job, I probably won't have this much time anymore!" This endorsement involved both television commercials and print ads, and the promotional materials for future broadcasts also needed to be filmed right now, which was why this eight-figure remuneration wasn't just for a single commercial.

Since certain things were known to be impossible from the very beginning, they naturally had to be nipped in the bud to spare future heartbreak and preserve the affection between each other.

"Are you questioning me?" Yu Haochen was slightly displeased by Xia Yongning's words. His pampering of her did not mean she had the right to overstep her bounds and manage him.

"Once I capture that deposed emperor, I will escort the lot of you to the Great Ming!" Baduguba Xianni said coldly to Chu Yunxiao and the others.

"A foreigner?" An Ye looked at the pursuing soldiers. Seeing that their attire was unfamiliar to him and hearing them shout gibberish that he couldn't understand, he spoke up to ask.

Cheng Xingyan's gaze paused momentarily. Seeing that the image precisely matched the exterior of that house, she narrowed her eyes and began to observe it closely.

Mo Nancheng's face remained cold. Seeing this, Luo Xiao also picked up a piece of food and placed it on his plate. Although the man was extremely reluctant, seeing Tong Ran eating, he eventually picked up his chopsticks as well.

"Junior Brother Ye Dong, this matter is likely going to blow up and cause a massive uproar within the sect," Li Tianxing said with a light chuckle as he watched the departing disciplinary disciples.

"Huh?" An Ye turned around to look behind him. The bearded middle-aged man was slowly breaking free from the energy of spatial confinement, but as soon as he emerged, he sat on the ground, coughing up blood in mouthfuls, his eyes filled with terror.

The sound of a body slamming against the ground echoed. Steward Zhou widened his eyes, and Luo Xiao turned around to grab him by the collar once more. Steward Zhou trembled violently all over, as if Luo Xiao was about to tear him to pieces and swallow him whole.

Mr. Yun furrowed his brow slightly. He sensed that Ye Dong held no goodwill toward him, but recalling his own previous attitude toward Ye Dong, he could not help but feel a sense of release.

Good grief, could amnesia make someone forget how to pour water? If that's the case, you might as well just forget what thirst feels like—wouldn't that be even better!

I just wanted to let that person know that we are not so easily schemed against, and also give her a warning.

Watching the massive crater bubbling with clear spring water—in just the blink of an eye—this huge depression transformed into a vast lake. That city had vanished, vanishing completely from the mortal plane and appearing instead right here within his own Mount Shu domain.

In just a single round, the Xuanyuan Empire won once again. Starting from yesterday, spanning three consecutive matches, the Xuanyuan Empire claimed absolute supremacy. Everyone looked on with envy and jealousy, yet found themselves utterly helpless.

He was carrying nothing on him, dressed only in a thin piece of casual wear, and even keeping himself in constant motion wasn't enough to keep the cold at bay.

Come to think of it, ever since they realized Shen Chu harbored malicious intentions, both of them had silently decided to feign ignorance and continue playing along with Shen Chu's plot. This tacit understanding had never once been discussed aloud.

Su Yanran could empathize with Qin Hao's frame of mind. Her life and Qin Hao's should have been swapped; no matter how painful her early years had been, she never reached a point where living was truly impossible in a literal sense. Wanting to commit suicide was merely because she was too fragile.

People who say such things either have a best friend whose life is actually far worse than their own—which is why they can say it without any psychological burden—or they are simply too hypocritical and deeply inhumane.

Bai Qinhan pressed on without giving any room for argument, shooting back with a rhetorical question: this was the Tower of Prophecy, and besides Crane the Sovereign, no one else would remain here.