Chapter 19: The Will to Fight

“This is the leaf we picked,” Sun Yizhou boasted proudly, pushing the large leaf in his arms forward.

“Qiao En, you try it.” Zhao Liying took Chen Qiao’en’s hand and led her to a bamboo joint. The segment was quite heavy, and they couldn’t lift it that high.

The spectators were dumbfounded, their eyes wide open in shock, hearts pounding anxiously, and they flooded the chat with messages.

Moyan Gang’s display of strength alone had already earned their respect.

Such criticism might have been difficult for Chunji Santiao to voice, especially when facing the childhood friends of the Jianyu Lei clan, but for Lianye, it was not a big deal.

“If anything happens, be sure to tell your sister,” Yang Mi said, looking into Wu Li’s eyes. She felt that this big boy was hiding something from her.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, retrieved the Mysterious Fire Mirror from the stone platform, tucked it into his arms, said no more, and flew again toward the highest tier.

“Go ahead and die in peace!” Zheng Kai snapped irritably, still angry recalling what had just happened.

“You said there was no sincerity on the phone,” Qu Yaojing pouted, raising the slender hand hidden behind her pajamas.

Ahead, around the bend, the familiar figure of a young boy appeared, dressed in casual sportswear, smiling softly as he walked forward.

Lucretia felt tears welling up in her eyes. Although she had suffered unimaginable humiliation and pain at the hands of Yang Sufeng, she had been fortunate to avoid this scene. Was this truly a blessing or a curse?

“My leg, will it really… be okay?” The green-eyed Qi Guo spoke haltingly, his unique tongue-twisting accent making his words sound deep and melodious, like chanting an incantation—somewhat vague but pleasing to the ear.

Public opinion was gradually gathering strength; once forgotten by all, there would still be a chance to rise from the brink of death.

Bai Fuling was momentarily stunned, scanning her mother from head to toe. Her gaze finally settled on her mother’s abdomen in surprise and disbelief—her mother was pregnant! No wonder they had delayed the visit until the Mid-Autumn Festival; presumably, her mother had just conceived and needed rest, making travel inadvisable.

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And what about Nancy? The girl listened as if she were there herself, foolishly silent the entire time.

She knew she was lucky. Many newcomers like her, fresh graduates from film school, started as extras. Many would remain mere extras their entire lives, never realizing their dreams of the screen, ultimately forced to change careers.

Several trusted disciples of the demon cult had been waiting there for some time. When they saw Gan Sui appear with a strange wound on his chin, they wisely remained silent, watching but pretending not to see.

The last words were spoken loudly. Lu Qiushi believed they were addressed to the dozen or so thugs in the cell. He was utterly disappointed.

Just when her mood was at its worst, she received a call. A sister of hers, whose family ran an entertainment company, offered her a helping hand.

“Uh… I don’t know…” Fan Tong hesitated. Well, he couldn’t understand why he had run off either. So when Lin Tian asked, he shrugged, signaling his cluelessness.

Above the Bone Dragon sat a skeletal knight clad in armor. Within the knight’s eye sockets burned two highly condensed energy orbs, their gaze like twin beams of light.

If the other party picked up the glove, a duel would ensue; if not, his honor would be tarnished.

“Now, the one-handed sword feels a bit too light for you. Or do you prefer learning sword-and-shield techniques?” The two arrived at a clearing on the outskirts of South City, the very spot where Fei Li and they had once picnicked.

The island had expanded considerably. At its center stood a massive factory building, occupying roughly two-thirds of the island’s area.

Gu Wen merely leveraged the influence of the Eighteen Demon Kings and the Lion-headed Man’s rivalry to convene a grand brainstorming session among all the demon kings in the beast forest.

But now, to others, Ye Yifei was a completely different matter. His posture was as flamboyant as it was aloof, the very embodiment of arrogance—a true symbol of showboating.

“Sigh… I’ll get it.” Xie Liting sighed, having expected to just eat the ready-made meal. Unexpectedly, she had to do it herself. Unlike Wang Yuyan and Abi, she was a carnivore; without meat, hot pot felt utterly tasteless.

Currently, ADM targeted the low-end market. Huaxia New-Tech’s intelligent chips held the high-end segment, while Intel found itself awkwardly stuck in the middle.

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The scheming of Fang Xuanling involved machinations among feudal lords. Naturally, Li Wei would not confide in Shi Xiuming about such matters. Even if he did, Shi Xiu might not comprehend.

Though aware of the vast gap between them, how could the youthful heart of Nao Chun resist the yearning for love?

Though the Dreambreaker Cold in Ren Tian’s hand had been forcibly severed from the Pursuit of Heaven’s transformative power, the Dreambreaker Cold itself remained a divine weapon, still able to effectively assist Ren Tian, preventing him from falling into great disadvantage.

“Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared before us, startling both me and Fatty. We thought it was some kind of monster.”

“Not only is his power no weaker than mine, but his spiritual energy is also very abundant,” Yun Fan said, narrowing his eyes.

As soon as Fatty picked it up, the monk who had been defiantly resisting suddenly grew excited. Ignoring his pain, he staggered to the display shelf, then wobbled toward Fatty, attempting to snatch back the nine-clawed hook.

You Hangjian wandered casually through the village, not rushing to fight monsters or level up. Unlike Ye Cong, a game enthusiast, he had a unique love for the storyline and a strong desire to understand the game’s background. In this way, he uncovered the endless secrets of the game.

The Blood Dragon coffin measured half a meter wide and nearly two meters long. Though it weighed around a couple hundred pounds, it was much lighter than gold.

Li Tianming, Miao Jin, and their cohorts: charged with murder and held primarily responsible for the expedition accident, which resulted in fatalities.

“No, this is a different kind of beef. How is the quality?” Zhao Chen asked with some delight, surprised that this wild beef was actually quite good.

“This is… the Dao and Law engraved by the heavens and earth, passed down from many ancient cultivators!” Ling Bao’s pupils contracted slightly as he whispered to himself.