Volume 1, Chapter 41: Whose Credit Is It Really?

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I originally thought someone was deliberately playing tricks... It is said that in times of chaos, people’s hearts are restless, and even the gods are unsettled, often manifesting strange omens.

The Japanese man was no pushover. Facing the heavy blade swung by Li Dazhong, he dodged in a flash and followed up with a powerful punch aimed at Li Dazhong’s nose. Li Dazhong was a seasoned veteran; he tilted his head to avoid the blow and countered with a swift slash, but the Japanese man evaded that as well.

Zheng Xiyi hadn't felt hungry, but after she mentioned it, he actually did. He smiled, nodded his thanks, and had just unwrapped a chocolate bar to put in his mouth when he suddenly stopped. He tilted his head, looked Boa up and down, and frowned, lost in thought.

Seohyun’s smile stiffened. She decided she would go home to sleep tonight and couldn't help but glance at Taeyeon, who was sitting at the other end of the row, wondering if she should go talk to the leader now so she could slip away the moment the movie ended.

"So, the star has finally fallen?" the junior disciple said, his hands caressing the astrolabe as if it were an antique.

"Yuexi-jie should be asleep, and Shanshan is definitely waiting for me in her room..." Chen Hao understood them all too well.

Yang Fan believed that before long, this place would become the second most prosperous trade hub in the capital. As a cold wind blew, Yang Fan draped a sheepskin coat over his shoulders and stepped down from the carriage.

After regaining his composure, he immediately turned his gaze to Xie Xuan, who was sitting on a sofa in the VIP area, and found that she was looking at him, her beautiful face as calm as a still lake.

At this moment, Zhou Ming was truly afraid because the object was on his own person. He reached out to check, only to find that his storage pouch and the parrot had vanished. Realizing this was his master’s doing, he ceased to panic.

Just then, seeing that the ferocity of this will was impossible to resist, Liu Shengzhi finally took action.

As for the man surnamed Xiao, the moment he flicked his sleeves and saw the Heavenly Demon body heading toward Fang Hao, he didn't even have time to care whether his casual strike would achieve any result.

"Great Immortal, please forgive this old woman for not rising to offer my respects; my legs are inconvenient," the old woman said.

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"Lu Ting, what are you doing?" In the plaza, the middle-aged man saw Lu Ling leap up and shouted in alarm. Judging by her movements, she was heading toward Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang currently had no power to defend himself; if anything went wrong, he would perish in this overlapping space.

A sneer of disdain appeared on the middle-aged man’s face as his body lunged forward to attack Feng Lin.

The only thing that worried Sword Hero was that he had never actually performed the "Killer Aura" technique. This left him feeling inexplicably anxious—what if he failed?

Xue Qing wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She quickly covered herself tightly with the quilt, determined to see and hear nothing.

Seeing the situation, the Buffalo Spirit realized things were looking dire and prepared to flee, but Wang Hao would not give him the chance.

By the time they arrived, the end of the corridor was crowded with players, each wearing a different expression.

The Great Ye Dynasty had few royal heirs. The Empress Dowager cared most about the succession and kept pushing Jing Ye to marry only because she wanted him to have an heir soon. If Lan Qingqing were truly pregnant, all her previous efforts would have been in vain.

Upon hearing this, Li Haisheng’s anger was instantly replaced by worry and panic. He took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, pushed the door open, and walked in.

Fairness is subjective; Zhunti’s words were ambiguous, but Laozi did not press the matter and continued to address the group.

Hu Yueling, slung over Liang Shan’s shoulder, feigned surprise and pointed her arm behind her.

"What about catching mosquitoes...?" Kicked out the door, she poked half her head back in, maintaining the image of an earnest, honest girl.

However, he was a clever man. He knew it would be unwise to make enemies with these two hundred people who had been tortured so severely that they were now capable of fighting back like madmen for anyone who dared to save them.

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The quiet shrine vanished from his sight. His five senses were in chaos, as if thick mud were clinging to his consciousness. The sense of loss was brief; time and space blurred, and in an instant, he seemed to break free.

It was impossible for even the most talented low-level illusionists to learn these spells, as limitations in energy and perception were constant obstacles.

Thinking of this, he was certainly afraid of death, but he did not know who the mole in the Great Ye court was. He had his suspicions, but he knew that if he kept silent, he would be the only one to die.

My master did not answer my question directly; instead, he changed the subject and asked me a strange question.

Thus, Li Tianxun chose to observe closely. As soon as his disciples finished absorbing the souls of the Yaotian Continent, he would leave immediately.

Having said that, as if afraid that if he lingered any longer he would be unable to leave, Duan Chen took a deep look at Yixue, took a deep breath, said a heavy "goodbye," and dashed into the depths of the Eternal Night Forest.

His body radiated a dazzling golden light, like an indestructible vessel, and his aura was incredibly powerful. Cang Tian knew clearly that this was the hallmark of the Ninth Turn of the Nine-Turn Profound Art, indicating that his second senior brother’s physical body was now comparable to an Imperial-grade treasure.

At the time, Xu Chaoyang did not explain anything to me, only saying that he hadn't decided to shelve Meng Sha, but had merely arranged other activities for her to attend. I was half-doubting, but hearing Xu Chaoyang say this, I felt relieved.

I often enjoyed wandering through the big market, so naturally, I knew the butcher named Zhang. Later on, I always called him Uncle Zhang.

"Then let's go find them quickly," Qin Yao said to Li Xuefei as she stood up. Qin Yao knew the dangers of the Ghost Stronghold. Now that Yuan Chen and Zhou Long might have met with misfortune, if they entered the stronghold rashly, they would likely encounter unfathomable perils.