Chapter Sixty: Too Spoiled?!

Addressing him constantly as Brother Chen, no matter what situation arose, he would consult with Chen Ziling in a courteous and discussive tone.

"I said it has nothing to do with Tian Qianqian." Zhou Yuhao did not want anyone to know what had transpired between Tian Qianqian and Bai Hairong.

The three attacks collided mid-air. The pitch-black giant hand condensed from the sacred power of Prince Mie was torn apart under the combined impact of the halberd's might and the sword Qi, and the three forces mutually neutralized one another.

"Although Shang Yu is unable to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, he is still an absolute top-tier expert among the Martial Kings. You are no match for him; do not let anger cloud your judgment. Leave him to me," said Fu Luo.

Both of these men were Eleventh-Stage Martial Kings. Even without the blessing of the Cyan Wind Talisman, their speed would certainly not be inferior to Lu Yuanfeng.

Standing on the hillside, Liu Buyi looked back at the tranquil Clear Water Village, and suddenly the figure in the green robe flashed through his mind.

She had her own thoughts on this matter. Moreover, if the Black Mandala was truly as terrifying as legend claimed, they could not act rashly; otherwise, destruction would be the only fate awaiting them.

This was truly perilous. Standing still was still somewhat acceptable, but if they were forced back to the starting point—leaving aside the experiences along the road thus far—there simply would not be enough time left.

Xu Yan was truly grateful to Yuan Junxian. This gratitude stemmed not only from his summoning of the miraculous Physician Huang, but even more so from the fact that Yuan Junxian did not mind her scarred, two-toned face.

Lula La had once said that they should overcome old habits, not merely using their eyes to look at the world, but using their ears, their feelings, and their hearts to sense all things around them. One major advantage of this mine pit was the ability to train one's perceptive abilities at any time and place.

"You went off to run errands for your wives, didn't you?" Su Xingyue asked in a sour tone, the jealousy so thick it could be smelled just by pinching one's nose.

Who could have imagined that two families perceived by outsiders as being at absolute odds would leave room for each other with such tacit understanding.

"Brother Lin, do you have a way to resolve this?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Su Xingyue's eyes. She understood Lin Feng's abilities; if she had his help, her family might truly survive this crisis safely.

Looking at the divine dragon behind the Crown Prince and that mocking expression, Prince Cheng felt as though countless slaps were landing on his face.

The Starry Emperor shifted his position, causing tens of thousands of stars to evolve, trapping and slaying a demon emperor. The Pure Sun Sword Emperor manifested into countless fierce sword lights, piercing through the void and shredding a demon emperor of the Sword-Plume Emperor clan...

Immediately afterward, a sternly handsome and radiant man stepped out from the luxurious shuttle.

Ninchuan had previously severed his head with a single sword strike, but it had split into two, then four, then eight, multiplying more and more.

Seeing that the three primary units were about to be unlocked, Ye Tian's heart was still filled with excitement. These three primary units were extremely important to him; once constructed, Ye Tian would at least no longer have to live in such fearful days.

In the Heavenly Demon Palace, Half-Saints served as envoys. There were nine in total—two responsible for internal affairs, while only seven went out to handle external matters.

Although the Ghost-Dancing Vine was primarily used to bind enemies, it was actually also a defensive skill. Releasing bizarre vines in front of oneself could block enemy attacks.

Just imagine, if she discovered the people around her acting this way, He Suoyi herself would find it unimaginable and heartbroken. She let out a deep sigh.

One could say that once they reached this place, ordinary individuals were entirely unable to project their divine sense. Both immortals and demons shared this exact belief.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Anyway, it doesn't concern you much, and they won't come looking for trouble with you in the future," Mo Yun replied with a smile.

Wang Zhao was dressed in black, his expression somewhat gloomy, walking toward them with his hands clasped behind his back. The prison guards, who had previously looked fierce and menacing, instantly softened their expressions upon seeing him.

Lin Xue lowered her head, sensing him sit down beside her, and handed the popcorn and beverage into her hand.

Once the snowstorm on the snowy plains intensified, it became a disaster even for cultivators. These howling winds and snow carried the piercing cold energy of heaven and earth, which ordinary cultivators simply could not withstand. However, for Bai Qi and the other two, it had no impact whatsoever, save for obstructing their line of sight.

With her eyelids lowered, Su Bing swept the surroundings with a covert glance from the corner of her eyes. Strangely, Su Bing could not find the source of that prying gaze at all.

Just as the two were speaking, Lin Xue let out a sharp scream, her face drained of all color as she lunged toward the lakeside. By the time Liao Jiaqi recovered her senses, Lin Xue had already plunged into the lake.

"Remember this today: from now on, you must listen to me in everything, or things won't just be like this today. Even if you end up with Yelu Qi in the future, remember that I am your true master," Qin Muyu said loudly.

By the third morning, everyone in the palace was counting down the days, naturally resulting in a flurry of activity. Since the Emperor had entrusted the entire matter to the Ministry of Rites, the ministry immediately began arranging the details of the marriage alliance.

For her illness, elixirs of that grade were not yet potent enough to control her condition. The pills she took were all refined for her by her master.

Running his hands once more over the invitation scroll, Mu Qingze raised his head to look in Yin Chunyian's direction and asked, "Are you not going up to take a look?" "Up" naturally referred to above the Nine Heavens; he knew that his master had already taken people up there to submit a petition.