Volume 1, Chapter 26: She Can Really See

Wei Yu was stunned. He did not doubt that Sousou Weibo had the power to track down his contact information; rather, he was puzzled as to why they would be looking for him.

The Feng Hao that had been severed in two began to slowly dissolve into the heavens and earth. He merged into the pitch-black demonic energy, enveloping and devouring the abyss.

Wu Tao could not even speak. He was thinking that once he dragged Gao Fei into the station, he would definitely give the brat a sound thrashing.

Lang Jun swept his gaze toward the large black man, his cold face devoid of any expression as he stood there watching him.

Bao Pengzhen took the central lead. One thousand miles to his left, the God King Baihua held the second seat, while one thousand miles to the right, Zhong Qin naturally ranked third.

Seventeen had already turned around to face the mysterious man. The cold, sinister muzzle of the pistol was still aimed at his forehead; if he made even the slightest movement, he was certain his brains would be blown out.

"Safe at last!" Feng Hao let out a long breath, channeling his energy to shake off the charred, blackened remains of his clothes and skin.

After flying for a long time, upon reaching the Indian Ocean, Shangguan Ningxue sighed: "The world of mortals is vast, where the seven emotions and six desires alternate, giving rise to countless joys and sorrows. It is no wonder that it is always the ordinary people who master the earth; they are the only complete living beings."

There are many ways to obtain foreign currency, but there is only one way to secure the policy: honestly deposit the foreign currency with the state and wait for the subsidies to come down.

At this moment, Lin Yu had lost all appetite, his mind consumed with thoughts of how to escape the thunderous fury of the Song family.

Duan Chaonuan’s final story was clearly meant to imply that Chang Rong was pedantic and stubborn, unable to adapt to changing circumstances.

Perhaps because she was still fatigued from childbirth, or perhaps due to the lingering pain, Xia Tian’s emotions were more volatile than usual.

It was a wretched, miserable wolf howl. One could tell from the sound that the wolf emitting it must have been suffering extraordinary pain.

As the two walked outside, Qin Lizi suddenly recalled a question: since this was a last-minute decision, were they really going to drive back?

During his exercise just now, Xiao Han unexpectedly discovered that the spiritual energy contained in the seawater was actually denser than that in the air.

***

Lin Yilu’s eyes were glued to Xia Tian’s face, unable to look away because she was wearing makeup.

Xia Weimin had not expected this situation. He had originally thought Lin Yilu was a good choice for Xia Tian, but now, Lin Yilu could not even provide her with a basic wedding.

Feng Yanxi felt a mix of surprise and fear at seeing her father lose his temper for the first time.

Born in the first year of Jian’an, Cao Jie was less than a year old when she was abandoned by Cao Cao’s wife, Lady Ding, who considered her unlucky. She was later recovered; this was the same year Cao Cao brought Emperor Xian of Han, Liu Xie, from Luoyang to Xudu to begin his reign of "holding the Emperor hostage to command the vassals."

Hearing the cries of a dozen red crows, they flapped their wings and led the flock of strange birds into the sky, fleeing back the way they came. Only the red crow that Zhang Ruyun had saved from the water seemed to feel gratitude toward him; it circled him several times in the air, let out a series of strange cries, and then flew off toward the west.

Who would have thought that while the red sun in the sky was formidable and had subdued the Green Ghost, it refused to return into the red silk ribbon? Yuyin knew that the sun was stubborn; as long as the Green Ghost had a breath of life left, the red sun could not be withdrawn. But the Green Ghost was a demon of ten thousand years, and this place was nearly the subterranean spirit realm; how could it be killed in an instant?

With just this one movement, Brother Huan’s mouth dropped open, for the Four of Diamonds had transformed into the Ace of Spades.

Hearing the urgency in Shen Qixia’s voice and knowing she was truly concerned for him, the youth felt a deep sense of shame and hurriedly covered it up: "It’s nothing!" Having a guilty conscience, his voice trembled as he spoke, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing the miserable state of the North Nether deacon, these Ghost Sect members dared not act out further; their eyes darted around, while their feet slowly shuffled toward the exit.

Although the price of jade was not high at the moment, that was only relative; Li Chen’s five thousand yuan really couldn’t buy anything of quality.

Now, seeing the representative from the Huaxia nation safely enter the black wind vortex, the other representatives scrambled to rush in after him.

Zhao Zixian felt comfortable during the first half, but as he listened, the latter part started to sound wrong.

"Boom!" Another muffled sound. The flames around Feng Wuqing’s body had vanished, signifying that his transformation was complete.

He shook out the leather armor; it had limbs and looked like a tailor-made garment. A large gash had been cut across the chest, but the rest was perfectly intact.

"You still have energy?" Liu Ziyu laughed softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and tilting her head to share a kiss with him.

***

After seeing the identification card, the staff member did not inspect his luggage and simply waved him through.

Returning to his cave dwelling, Wang Jie began collecting low-grade medicinal herbs based on the pill recipe. Although low-grade ingredients might hold back higher-level pills, he possessed the Immortal Gourd, and consuming the pills raw was sufficient.

"Brother Wang is a prince; the school can forbid other students from growing long hair, but it cannot stop Brother Wang!" Fang Zixin stepped forward and hugged Wang Jie from behind.

A day later, as the swordsmith struck the final hammer blow on the blade, a water-blue radiance shot into the sky from the anvil, leaving a trail of extreme cold wherever it passed.

"It’s a gift," Qin Ke said generously. "Consider it our token of love." Her tone was as casual as if she were gifting a diamond of immense carat weight.

Su Zijing squinted at him and then smiled. A moment later, an antique yet regal-looking chair appeared in her hand, with a skeleton seated upon it.

In such long, monotonous periods of guarding, only by alternating and relaxing in this way could one keep their spirits up.

Wang Shuo gritted his teeth, his eyes turning blood-red. Countless evil spirits reappeared, and two flames—one green and one purple—swirled around his body.

Shang Jing was furious. The Genesis team was the project he had been most optimistic about for the past six months. Investing in it was meant to prepare him for internal competition within the company, but now someone had snatched it from him. How could he not be enraged?

However, trailing Feng Quan by only 85 points, if he gave it his all, he might be able to achieve a reversal at the last moment and win the decathlon championship. It was worth noting that during the preliminaries, Guan Heyou had beaten Feng Quan by 96 points in the 1500-meter event.

Yet her eyes remained wide open and vacant, tears streaming silently down her cheeks, soaking a large patch of the pillow.