Chapter 23

Family are the people before whom you can be unreservedly yourself, knowing they will neither abandon you nor cast you aside. They are like Qian Qiyue and Qian Qiyao, like Yang Jiazhen and Yang Jiahu, like Ye Fan and Ye Li.

"Brother Ye, I will use my Pupil of Dreams to assist you in shaking off the pursuers behind us." Sensing Qi Ming's anxiety from within the storage ring, Meng Kexin transmitted her voice to him.

Ye Shaoxuan rushed toward the verdant cage; as his fingertips brushed it, the cage slowly dissolved. The Heavenly God Chain imprinted itself before his dantian, spinning slowly around the Four Symbols Divine Seal.

In the shifting sands of time, some things wash away, and others are forgotten. Only this grave, and the portrait on the tombstone, remain in eternal, ageless youth.

"Speak up. With so many standing committee members present, state whatever issues you have," Li Baoshan encouraged the manager.

"Yuyan has been kidnapped!" As these words were spoken, it was as if an atomic bomb had been dropped in the clubhouse.

Yang Jiahu clearly sensed the person in his arms stiffen. He patted her back comfortingly, pulling her tighter. She would always have to face such things, but he would be by her side; he would be her armor. He did not want her to retreat, and for their sake, he would not retreat either.

She departed gracefully, her silhouette slender and swaying, moving with an elegant, lingering charm. From behind, she seemed a rare, peerless beauty, superior in both appearance and character. One could only wonder which young man would be worthy of such a beautiful companion.

Liu Bei, seeing the promise of provisions and pay, agreed. Besides, the man held the high office of Administrator of Julu; befriending him could only bring benefits, not harm.

Month after month, year after year, they borrowed from every neighbor in the village, never once showing any intention of paying it back. Eventually, the villagers would take a detour when they saw the couple: if they wouldn't pay, they at least hoped not to be asked for more.

Of course, although there were two vice-presidents, their responsibilities differed. Yulier managed internal affairs, overseeing everything within the guild, while Asuna handled external matters, responsible for all combat-related issues.

Once Mina realized what had happened, she was overjoyed and broke off a branch to offer to the great Creator.

The previous choice had been a moment of impulse, naturally unable to withstand even the slightest setback. But this choice was incomparably firm, fulfilling the saying, "Do good deeds, and do not ask about the future." The same choice, but with different original intentions, would naturally lead to a different outcome.

What is this situation? Could it be that by taking down a Scorpio, I have conquered the Sacred Child?

After the black hole vanished, it was as if nothing had ever happened in the room, except that Li Yu was gone, as if he had never existed at all.

For Ma Jingwu, the day he crossed over into the Lingyun Divine Palace felt like a waking nightmare.

Although the yellow sand whipping against him could not harm a hair on Yang Zhentian’s demon body, the way the dust obscured his vision, the constant, torrential-like pelting against his skin, and the chaotic, clattering noise caused his superior senses of sight, touch, and hearing to be almost entirely neutralized.

Zhan Che pursed his lips, lifting his gaze reluctantly toward the second floor; he could not bear to leave Si Xia.

These playboys were usually unruly and headstrong; how could they tolerate such questioning? Moreover, they considered Cui Renyi’s status to be "nothing special" and paid him no heed.

For so many years, this supreme existence, who had never appeared, remained hidden, yet hung over the hearts of the evolved ones like a great mountain, filling them with inevitable dread.

A massive ripple of destruction swept across the area, causing several palaces to erupt from the abyss beneath the Primordial Demon Sect, which then shattered like fireworks.

The lid of the wooden box sprang open, revealing the object inside: a lifelike Russian nesting doll resting quietly within.

He quickly led three adventurers to the new district, finally locating Liefu and other members of the Church of Light in the square.

Before him, the lieutenant’s soldiers, personally led by Yan Yu, arrived from outside the city, covered in the dust of their journey.

Yin Ping, on the other hand, seemed unaccustomed to such tasks; his movements while setting up the stove were far less skillful than Chen Fei’s.

Just as he felt dejected and defeated, he suddenly felt a hand patting his shoulder gently, and a surge of immensely thick metal-elemental energy began to flow into him.

Sometimes, eating is not necessarily about being hungry, just as serving tea to a guest does not mean they are truly thirsty. Whether eating or drinking, both serve to replenish vitality and soothe the spirit.

With the princess acting this way, the Catfolk ministers and guards around her were even more so, all licking their lips in excitement.

But "Sweet" had yet to truly exert her strength, as she had not yet graduated. For now, "Big Honey" reigned supreme.

Thinking of this, Agula adjusted his mood slightly, a fresh and confident smile appearing in his eyes.

As a bloodline of the Ghost Faction, you now understand your identity and destiny. If there is no blood capable of removing the unique constitution of the Ghost Faction, not only will the faction be in peril, but the Heaven and Earth factions, which have long relied on the Ghost Faction for support, will be left with nowhere to turn.

Wang Tianzuo understood Cui Shaonian’s thoughts. Although Li Yanlong was his primary confidant, Cui Shaonian felt that sending Li Yanlong at this time proved Yang Xiu’chen’s suspicions correct, and that he, Cui Shaonian, had been utterly defeated by Yang Xiu’chen in this regard.

"Uno-kun, let your troops serve as the reserve for this operation. If we cannot hold back the Chinese attack, we will have to rely on your troops to plug the gaps," Lieutenant General Kono Etsujiro said.

Ten minutes later, the 4th and 8th Infantry Regiments of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army launched an assault on the Japanese positions.

This was not normal—it was completely out of character. Yun Yang had always been known for his tactics; desperate, bloody melee was not his specialty.