Chapter 45: Childhood Sweetheart? Does He Even Deserve That?!

Having lurked away from the capital for three full years, Yuetang had made every possible preparation for this revenge.
Naturally, she had also guarded against all sorts of unexpected events that might occur.
One could say that from the moment she took her first step until yesterday, everything was still well within her control.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have expected that the very first accident would be dealt by Cheng Qi, whom she had divorced three years ago after keeping his child and sending him away with a chest full of gold, silver, and property deeds!
During those three months, was he...

Chen Fang nodded, wondering if he should try practicing the Emperor Origin Scripture. After all, his master had once said that his aptitude for cultivating the Hanging Mountain arts would result in absolute and rapid progress.
Dan Yanchen was not currently wielding any weapon; instead, she had readied herself, mobilizing the stellar energy within her body, waiting for the young man to strike.
The dull, heavy sound of impact was as if the firmament were weeping and the earth were groaning, giving one a visceral premonition that the end of the world was imminent.
Constructing such a large-scale structure on the ocean floor was certainly not cheap; the two nations must have invested astronomical sums of money here. Of course, they could not afford to be too wasteful either, so it was not built with excessive luxury.
"Is there any need to ask?" John Joe wore a resolute and unregretful expression. George was somewhat startled; such an expression generally only appeared on the brainwashed so-called revolutionaries of the previous century. They believed they had found an ideal to fight for, and consequently cared nothing for their lives even.

"Truly, no matter where one goes in life, old friends are bound to reunite!" The Jade Blood Poison King laughed heartily, as if seeing an old friend he hadn't seen in many years, his tone filled with deep emotion.
Chu Tian approached Li Yun at a speed visible to the naked eye. With no fancy movements whatsoever, he threw a simple, straightforward punch straight at Li Yun's back.
Not only that, but after falling to the ground, Feng Wu spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood from her rosy lips, her aura turning extremely feeble.
Especially when traveling through other worlds, possessing greater strength also symbolized a stronger capacity for self-preservation.
After all, the members of the Shadow of the Dragon usually engaged in life-or-death work. As long as both parties were entirely willing, Han Qianshan would never interfere.
The hormone-laden aura emanating from his body seemed to erupt simultaneously with those supremely domineering words.
He had never witnessed a true Six-Soul Curse; after all, there were fewer than five people in the netherworld capable of casting it, and those were extraordinary figures beyond his reach.
Aside from that, there were fire calamities, water calamities, and so on, but those who bore such calamities were mostly anomalies; ordinary immortal cultivators would virtually never encounter them.
Moreover, despite possessing astonishing weight, its speed was by no means slow. Charging at full throttle like a gale, it slammed like a muck truck with its accelerator pressed to the floor directly into Ye Zi, who had just broken free from the quicksand trap and failed to dodge in time... Sending the latter flying while coughing up blood, crashing straight into a building behind him.
Because everyone was eagerly anticipating whether Xie Guichen could once again work a miracle today and capture people from the Great Chu nation anew.

How on earth did this cultivator, who was originally only at the eighth stage of the Golden Core realm, manage to defeat a disciple at the third stage of the Nascent Soul realm?
Qin Feng felt this name was chosen exceptionally well, taking the third of the twenty-four solar terms—Awakening of Insects—where spring thunder suddenly rumbles and all things burst forth with vibrant life.
I could only rely on observing the eight locations radiating a black-purple aura all around to discern my direction, walking toward the position of that giant boulder based on my memory.
Traveling from Star City to the Great Qi Imperial Capital, at the speed of Moyao's spirit boat, required much more time than Xie Guichen had imagined.
I unfolded the yellow slip of paper and looked inside, only to discover that the yellow slip was completely blank, devoid of any divination verse whatsoever.
Looking at the opposition, on the other hand, it was clear they had been prepared long ago, firing terrifying beam cannons one after another.
Youya's solitary outing this time happened to present Sima Rui with an opportunity. Wu Wuyahu would not simply stand by and watch Youya get bullied; although nothing romantic had happened between the two of them, they could at least be considered friends.
Just as he was about to submerge underground, a beam of moonlight suddenly shot from Yue Ye's hand, piercing clean through his chest in the blink of an eye.