Volume 1, Chapter 40: No Mental Illness

He wondered what would happen if the two contradictory characteristics of the Divine Dragon—granting the wisher’s desire and being forbidden from harming the wisher—were to clash.

Qing Zhu took a deep breath, his Taoist robes instantly billowing out. He extended his arm, clenched his fist, and charged directly into the fiercely burning fireball.

Having received his new weapon, Bram fought with extraordinary zeal. He was the first to charge in every engagement, wielding his savage cannibal battle-axe; with a single swing, he severed the arm of a cannibal warrior, and with the next strike, he harvested the life of his foe.

However, I no longer agonize over this issue. Official updates only allow me to incorporate more knowledge points when expanding the plot, rather than serving as a hindrance.

In this contest, Fang Yuan pushed the utility of "Super Mimicry" to its absolute limit, proving through combat just how divine this god-tier ability truly was.

Ye Xiaobian captured several ringleaders and interrogated them. They were indeed subordinates of Liu Yuanjin from Qiantang, tasked with escorting ten thousand shi of military grain, thirty thousand feathered arrows, and two hundred sets of new armor to Wang Min in Wukang County.

Everyone acted immediately, signaling the other surviving warships with flags. The vessels cut through the sea of fire, all aiming their focus toward the Begal.

The strength of a magic treasure is inextricably linked to its master. In the hands of others, the stone zither could never reach the level of mastery achieved by Zheng Tuo.

The next phase of Viktor’s plan was to gradually recruit renowned bounty hunters from the Four Outer Seas, using them as a springboard to eventually consolidate all the bounty hunters of the outer regions.

While contemplating the ordinary, Zheng Tuo gained a clearer and more definitive understanding of the path ahead.

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Qiongyue cast an icy glare at Yang Feng, as if warning him to stop his incessant muttering.

Shen Wan looked toward Qin Yan, and an idea immediately took root in her mind. Wasn't this cheap husband of hers a sickly weakling? She could certainly put him to good use now.

Covering her face, she resolved that next time, no matter how precarious the situation, as long as the Boss was around, she would remain perfectly calm.

The passion hidden within his chest began to spread. He forced himself to suppress the impulse and turned his head to look at Li Nianxi once more.

Though she felt a momentary spark of joy at the realization that she was not an orphan—that she still had a father and mother, and even He Chi as a... younger brother—it was fleeting.

If it hadn't been for the ambush of over a thousand Qin soldiers outside Jiankuo Ridge, wouldn't this expedition into Guanzhong have been a total failure?

After the handsome man finished speaking, the three people beside him echoed his words with loud laughter, acting as if they had the two opponents completely at their mercy.

"Wan Niang!" A familiar voice came from behind. Shen Wan subconsciously turned her head and saw Qin Yan, that cheap husband of hers.

After that conversation, Jin Xiu's mind began to race with thoughts on genetic inheritance. She was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep.

The Grand Marshal, ranking among the Three Ducal Ministers, held absolute authority despite lacking direct command over troops, enabling him to oversee every military unit within the Song Kingdom.

However... it was naturally impossible for the Eternal God King to guess the truth of the matter. In the eyes of the Eternal God King and the other two god kings, they saw only one thing.

Fred pointed at the light armors and said, "These are my proudest works. Take your pick!" He clearly understood the urgency of the situation; if he were captured, these armors would no longer be his anyway, so he might as well bring them out now to boost their combat strength and improve their odds of victory.

"They're all quite strong, aren't they?" Zhao Tiehu said to Lei Zi with a smile as they stepped out of the elevator and found a place to sit.

"Stop with the glib talk," Lan Xin said, rolling her eyes at Zhou Tian. Despite her words, she was inwardly overjoyed. "Wait for me. I'll tidy up my things, and then we can go home." After saying this, she pulled away from Zhou Tian's embrace and went to the desk to pack.

"Run, your sister! You nearly made me take the fall for your mess—you think you can get away?" Zhao Tiehu unleashed his full speed, appearing instantly behind War Wolf.

I crouched by the sofa and shook Qu Tian's arm, but there was no response. It seemed Zu Hang wasn't here. Where could he be? What should I do to make Qu Tian leave? Did I really need to call an ambulance?

Hearing Xia Fanchen’s words, Wu Yuanyuan and Niu Lili were both shaken to the core. For some reason, as they looked at Xia Fanchen’s fiery red figure, an inexplicable sense of security surged within them. Without a moment's hesitation, they both nodded slowly.

The enemy had exceeded his expectations, forcing him to intervene. Yet, he was in no hurry; he wanted to continue observing Yang Kai's performance.

While the city of Qingzhou was being thrown into chaos by the forces of the Liang Prince's estate, leaving the populace in a state of panic, Zheng had sneaked into the wide moat at that very moment, moving quietly and slowly along the riverbed.

"He's just a bodyguard; Xu Yihuan wouldn't lower herself to like him," Jiang Hanzhou said, confident that Xu Yihuan only cared for him.

Just as he reached his doorstep, Chen Xi spotted the black Mercedes in the parking area. He stopped in his tracks, staring fixedly at the vehicle.

Following a low, guttural roar, the demonic beast’s body began to writhe slowly. Under the influence of magic, its muscles twisted and morphed, becoming thicker and more powerful. Its tail lashed through the air, emitting a sharp, whistling sound as if it were about to tear the surrounding air asunder.

The uncle and aunt in her memories were younger than they were now; over a decade had passed, leaving their faces etched with wrinkles, yet they were sentimental and still remembered them.

However, he could not fathom how Jiang Feng, on his own, had managed to annihilate the powerful Hong family.

Climbing was out of the question for now, so he stayed in his current position and stretched out his claws, intending to wipe away the tears that would not stop falling from the other's face.

Except for the soldiers of the Tenglong Vanguard, who possessed their own training grounds and underwent a regimen different from that of ordinary troops, their training was conducted separately.