Chapter 26

Wang Guanghui had seen such scenes many times; at a glance, he knew Liang Zhicheng was dead drunk and probably had no idea what he was doing.

Although they had not yet made a move, the powerful aura radiating from them was so intense that the omnipresent chaotic energy could not even get near them.

Even though others had helped Lin Tiancheng, he was confident he could have resolved the crises on his own without their aid. Only the three noble benefactors in his life had provided help that was truly irreplaceable.

After receiving the jade bottle, Cai Zhixiong immediately placed it into the Nine-Spirit Pagoda. Then, leveraging the pagoda's formidable power, he launched a punch head-on toward the Great Peng.

"In that case!" Alice was slightly surprised upon hearing Count Henry's words. If that were true, why did the Blood Clan still maintain a foothold in Nancheng?

Although the Immortal Clan was resentful that the Guardian of Tiankui had insulted their ancestor, the Holy City was too powerful, leaving them to suffer in silence, gritting their teeth and cursing inwardly.

Hua Xin looked up, glanced around, then turned and changed direction again! Wang Xiu mirrored her movements, blocking her path. After repeating this three or four times, Hua Xin finally could not help but look up.

Moreover, this person’s sneak attack was not performed with their signature swords, but with a saber; he had even engaged Jiang Yun in close-quarters combat just moments ago.

The disciple was beaming with joy, but Chen Hong’s face turned ashen. It was as if he had seen a ghost—how could a disciple be so foolish? Could he not see the situation around him?

After dinner, Chang Lin wanted to practice his footwork again, but he fell into confusion, stumbling with every step. When he went to look for Wan'er, he discovered that the wild girl had disappeared.

However, no one noticed a pair of malicious eyes watching Shangguan Feng and Xuanyuan Ye from not far away. The owner of those eyes seemed to be struggling to suppress the fury in her heart, but her trembling body and fingernails digging into her palms betrayed her.

After speaking, Madam Liu deliberately looked Ding Yezi up and down, only to see a single gold hairpin in her hair and no other jewelry, making her look even shabbier than herself, which filled her with secret glee.

"Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are; if I wait for tomorrow, all things will come to naught." Chang Lin recited the poem, lamenting his lack of ability and the wasted time.

The Empress’s methods had always been formidable; if not for the fact that she was up against Consort Xian, it was unlikely anyone in the harem would have been her match.

The Empress Dowager’s expression grew increasingly grim as she listened, while Si Yue wore a fake smile. As for Lin Su, she dared not show any expression other than sadness, lest she be noticed.

One could even purchase Memory Stones and the beast cores of high-level fighting beasts here, provided one had enough gold coins.

As time passed, more and more "fountains" erupted from the serpent-headed giant crocodile, and its movements grew increasingly sluggish. With its lifeblood flowing out endlessly, the creature had been wounded to its core.

After Tao Junlan showed the medicinal dregs to the Imperial Physician, he said nothing. Yet, her heart sank further, drifting aimlessly without a sense of security.

Inside the private room, an elegant landscape screen stood by the entrance. Behind the screen, an incense burner sat on the ground, emitting curling wisps of clear, comfortable fragrance. Above the burner was a soft couch.

A man in black lunged forward, his ink-colored sword striking straight toward Shi Yuxun’s chest once again.

The air seemed to ferment with a sultry heat. A few minutes later, Ming Yi could no longer resist and reached out to hook her arms around the man’s neck.

Although Zhao Tianhu was the second-eldest and had never received guidance from a master, his techniques were all derived from his experiences in underground black-market boxing.

This remark was well said. No wonder Doctor Yang gave the impression of being very wise; it was because he had experienced much that he understood.

My mother had also returned and continued sitting on the sofa watching TV, so I quickly retreated to my bedroom.

"Mother, do you think everyone will like us?" Xiao Yiling had quieted down, his happy face now veiled by clouds of worry.

Shi Yuxun looked at Yu Qianran in shock. His various "perhaps" scenarios echoed in her mind, each one sending a bone-chilling cold through her. Every possibility carried varying degrees of danger, and the hypothesis that Consort Liang herself was of the Demon Clan was clearly the most optimistic one for now.

Li Ping simply aimed at the python, keeping her finger steady but not firing. As the giant python drew closer and closer to Xue Qinglian, all of our hearts were in our throats.

I remembered Wuming once telling me that the mysterious powerhouse had burned his own cultivation and life to help me. Combined with the severe injuries he already carried, even if he were still alive, he was likely crippled and in life-threatening danger. Most crucially, the opponent was very likely the resurrected Hong Qin.

Gu Ruoting pretended to be heartbroken, but a moment later, she lowered her head slightly, a gleam flashing in her eyes as the corners of her mouth curled upward.

As she spoke, she took her change of clothes out of her suitcase, completely unaware that anything was amiss.

An Meng originally wanted to stop her, but seeing Gu Ruoxi’s high spirits, he knew that even if he tried to persuade her, it would be of no use.