Chapter 65

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The chubby man spoke with such enthusiasm that saliva sprayed everywhere, forcing those nearby to dodge and duck. He, caught up in his excitement, didn't notice until he finished speaking, at which point he repeatedly apologized.

However, the High Priest seemed to have no such concerns; he was simply focused on making the Administrative Court and local institutions more efficient and complete.

"So it turns out the demon clan's Grand Shaman has arrived. Friend Kunpeng, it's been years since we last met. Everything has changed, yet here we are, meeting once again. And who might this be? Judging by the attire, could this be the newly risen Demon Emperor from your clan?"

"I'm done with you all!" Sakura Haruno leaned helplessly against the side, half draped over the rail of the boat, her energy spent.

Just then, a convoy of over ten cars, hazard lights flashing, slowly rolled to a stop on the only open space outside Green Forest Manor.

"Mom, I'm done eating. I'm going to check the documents." Wang Kun finished the bun in his hand and spoke to his mother, while giving his father a look that said, "Good luck."

As the song began and the zither played, the Sevenfold Sword was drawn. Seven beams of light, each a different hue, shot from the jade zither, swelling in the air and transforming into the shapes of seven spirit beasts.

"Roar!" After transforming into a giant, Allen let out a savage howl. The ferocity in him far surpassed that of ordinary giants, yet he was no different from the mindless ones—void of all intelligence.

Though it was an earth-submergence ambush, to take down his own spirit beast—the Green Wolf, at the false core stage—in one strike astonished even the vicious cultivator hovering in midair.

Zhu Ruru wanted to buy many things, but she didn't go overboard; most of her choices were practical items.

Take, for example, the western fourth ring where Shen Fei lived. Before the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs intervened in city planning, the street lights beneath the overpass never worked, the traffic signals were out at least five days out of ten, and while surveillance cameras were installed, they were clearly nonfunctional.

The common folk do not challenge officials. Even bandits usually only dare rob ordinary merchants or pedestrians, not those with official connections.

After changing her clothes, she stepped out of her dorm. Her hand reached for the doorknob, and she paused. Wait—she distinctly remembered locking the door last night. Why was it unlocked now?

Only then did Shen Fei realize that back then, Aleta wasn't operating the system panel, but rather the base's control panel.

Shi Lei was baffled. He had expected this Chang Cheng deity to be as bitter as the previous Warrior of Heaven, but to his surprise, this mysterious being had already let go.

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"Did Grandmother not expect that the incense burner would only be revealed upon reaching the capital? And that someone in the palace's medical staff would recognize it?" Sun Yanling fixed his gaze on the old lady.

Ning Changrong returned from a meeting bearing news of an upcoming campaign. Ning Qingxi, assured she need not accompany him, continued to advance her own career.

Jun Yu was amused by Yun Ya's words, looking at her helplessly, at a loss for what to say.

Later, as he fell asleep each night with her soft form in his arms, he felt the world fall silent. No scheming, no intrigue—only a peaceful heart.

He pointed a finger, refining the stars of all the heavens, violet spiritual energy entwined, traversing eternity, then landing upon the skull of the Immortal Emperor with the vertical eye.

Though the gap was said to be between generations, in truth only a few years separated them—yet the difference in cultivation was immense.

You Jingyan, with a roguish air, had quelled all four ringleaders of the rebellion. His statement made it clear to the ministers who could be spared and who could not.

"Our Snow Moon Sect has a rival within the Great Qin Dynasty, called the Ancient Flame Sect. The two factions have been at odds, constantly competing. In this trial, Ancient Flame sent eight disciples, while our Snow Moon Sect sent six."

The largest tribe of the Bone Fiends dwelt at a place they called Black and White River, where two great rivers met before flowing east to the sea. With such abundant waterways, food was plentiful, and more than ten thousand people gathered there.

With a long exhale, Lü Lengxuan clasped his hands behind his back. His figure flickered like the wind and vanished. On the lake, within the blood-red glow, a ripple spread before calm returned.

After marching for a while, the army entered a mountain valley—a perfect spot for an ambush, as any seasoned commander would know.

He glanced again at his wound—gruesome, as though it had been ripped apart by brute force.

It could also be said that the famous rivers and mountains radiated their own laws, and it was their brilliance that held back the falling star river.

Yet their pace was far too slow to keep up with Ye Chen, and they were quickly left far behind.

The elders glanced over and saw it was Wang Xianshan, the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, holding an armillary sphere and carrying a Sun and Moon Immortal Palace on his back. Within the palace were Daoist elders and disciples above the Golden Core level.

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The emperor merely smiled and said nothing. With that girl's wits, how difficult could it be for her to slip into the palace? And how difficult, again, to leave?

Lian'er took a whiff of the Ice Lotus Snow-Melt Pill, and a fresh, lotus fragrance filled her heart, evoking the sense of snow melting in spring. She placed it in her mouth, and a coolness instantly spread through her body. In the heat of summer, she tasted an indescribable chill and sweetness.

Throughout his bouts with Chang Le, the zombie had never once been struck by his blade. Yet now, suddenly, a newcomer appeared and landed a blow—not that it hurt, but it greatly irritated the creature, prompting it to abandon Chang Le and turn its attack on Zhao Liang.

At Dragon King's call, he lifted his head, narrowing his eyes to scrutinize Lin Yi, who seized the chance to study the old man in return. "Imposing without anger"—there could be no better phrase for Dragon King.

"Not good!" Before Wuyou could react, Feng Wushang let out a muffled groan and collapsed against her.

"Not much hope, but it's not impossible to break. If you want to die, I won't stop you!" Hearing their dejection, Jie grew angry, snapping coldly.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Lin Yi, terror in his eyes, inched backward as he questioned his assailant.

Once ennobled, one truly leapt from fish to dragon, wielding power equal to that of an elder of the Holy Land.

A barrage of flaming arrows lit up the night, each dazzling streak hurtling towards the Hall of Mercy.

Song Yu was utterly confused. It was only when He Anle came running, pushing a black suitcase and patting her on the shoulder, that she snapped out of it.

Huo Chenling looked up at the snow-white ceiling, then walked over to gently pat Sir Jue on the shoulder. He led him over to Sir Chen and the little dumpling, gathering all three children into his embrace.