Volume 1, Chapter 53: Utterly Shameless

The newcomer was a woman.
She possessed a tall and delicate figure, dressed in a flowing cyan long skirt, looking as ethereal as an immortal descending from the heavens.
Her emerald earrings were obviously of great value at a single glance.
She exuded a noble aura, and the jewelry and attire she wore gave an overwhelming sense of regal magnificence that made one hesitant to approach too closely.

"Emperor's Treasure Appraisal."
"Zhang Yixuan?"
"President Zhang?"
Zhao Wu on the stage wore a look of utter astonishment.
If he remembered correctly, this person should be Zhang Yixuan, the head of Emperor's Treasure Appraisal in the Jiangnan region.

"Why are you here?"
Watching her approach with graceful steps, Zhao Wu's brows furrowed even tighter.
If his memory served him right, this woman rarely showed her face in public.
Even during the last annual auction held by Emperor's Treasure Appraisal...

Suddenly, a figure rushed toward me with ghostly speed, grabbed me by the hair, and jerked me aside. Right after that, I heard a muffled thump.

Yun Poxiao paid no attention to the man in the blue robe. Instead, he looked at the fiercely battling Golden Dragon. Making sure the Golden Dragon would be fine, he then turned his gaze to the blue robe-wearing man, only to find the latter staring at him in astonishment.

Looking at those plump, large carp, I could only swallow my saliva and think to myself: Just you wait until I get up there, I'll take a fishing net and scoop the whole lot of you up in one go. As the two of them slowly walked deeper into the water, they advanced another ten meters or so. By this time, the underwater area had grown quite dim, but fortunately, objects were still faintly visible.

"Lord Zhang, please help me! In doing so, you will also be helping Chenxi!" This was my absolute last hope, and the path I least wanted to take, but I had no other choice.

Going round and round in circles. He thought that once he returned, he would be able to take Xia Youyi away. Yet the further things progressed, the more he understood that Xia Youyi's heart had never truly been anchored to him.

Without a doubt, if one wished to pursue a power capable of delivering a definitive and decisive blow, this move was precisely it. However, even after successfully creating the technique, the expression lingering between Lan Hai's brows did not seem particularly satisfied. He knitted his brows tightly, sat back down, and closed his eyes once more to ponder.

"Father, I won't go! I won't go and beg that good-for-nothing!" Hua Buxin's expression was extremely ugly.

Upon seeing this scene, the Blood Fiend Infant Ghost was struck with terror, standing frozen in place and trembling violently, its eyes filled with horror.

Dozens of members from the Li family formed groups of three, combining their demonic sound waves to attack Tang Hao and Han Haoju in the center.

Of course, Su Hao very cleanly liked and retweeted Elder Nie's post afterward, which could be considered an acknowledgment of Elder Nie's explanation regarding the necessity of this plot development in the post.

Hearing this, Mianmian stopped running around. She came to a halt, raised her head, and looked at Hu Qian with her watery eyes, speaking in a cute, childish voice.

Resembling a crimson dragon rising abruptly from the ground, the long spear pierced upward from below with unstoppable momentum. The air trembled under the immense pressure, emitting waves of explosive sonic booms.

The entire ground was shaking, and amid several loud thumps, the surface began to crack, revealing a figure.

The boss seemed to have a very favorable impression of Su Hao, chattering endlessly with praise for him. The man also smiled and nodded, looking as though he quite agreed with the boss's words.

Hearing this, Zhou Wushuang rolled his eyes, feeling utterly helpless about Zhou Wuyun running over to his place every other day.

It was much like how not every water container can be tempered and reforged; constrained by various conditions, some people could meditate day and night without eating or drinking for a lifetime and still fail to strengthen their spiritual power. This was precisely why many mages failed to make the slightest bit of progress for decades.

The stench was so intense that even Li Heng himself could hardly bear it. He quickly flew into the waterfall, letting the rushing torrent scour his body.

After suffering a heavy defeat at the hands of the e-sports players from Tu Tuqiao's camp, Wei Taiqiang and the professional gamers under their banner began to worry whether that e-sports player, Chu Tianshu, was genuinely trying to help them.

Standing off to the side, Luo Xue coldly watched the two of them showing affection. There were no emotional fluctuations in her eyes, though it was impossible to know what thoughts were churning in her heart.

The black python let out a roaring cry, and with a swift whoosh, its physical form vanished, transforming into a robust man with black hair, black eyes, black lips, and dressed entirely in black. He stood about ten feet tall and wielded a black halberd, looking like a demon god as he continued to slaughter his way through the crowd.

Zhang Qiaoya found this tactic actually worked quite effectively. Leaving behind corpses and equipment, the Japanese soldiers fought a running retreat toward the central region of Baoyinheshuo.

Didn't Ye Li leave because she had a falling out with Mu Qianxun? How did it end up with her going to Yu Hun, and how was she supposed to prove her innocence now?

Whenever the Xia Kingdom was mentioned, Murong Youchen felt it was inappropriate, yet continuing the subject felt too deliberate and sensitive, which would only make life all the more exhausting. Regardless of everything, the Xia Kingdom remained an indelible memory for them.

Originally this was a good thing; among the younger generation, very few could defeat Tianfeng, and successfully defending his title should have been a foregone conclusion.

Yet while these offers might hold great attraction for substitute players, for someone like Xiao Yun, unless it was a team from the top ten of the tier-one league, he couldn't be bothered to pay them any mind.

Xia Xun slowly loosened his grip on the simple-minded man, his voice flat and tinged with a strong sense of possessiveness as he said, "Just speak, and nothing more." His tone clearly implied disdain for the simple-minded man's wandering hands.

Bayan Ridge was not a true mountain ridge, but merely low-undulating hills, with the center of the highest ring-shaped hillock occupied by the Japanese invaders.

Watching Tianxun progress day by day—from challenging the Qingyun Rankings and a series of other events all the way to becoming the top newcomer—the gap between him and Tianxun was growing ever wider.

The fusion power of the three lines was entirely capable of slaying an Earth Immortal. The Eighteen Arhats immediately shifted their formation the moment the Taiji diagram descended, overlapping one another in mid-air. In the end, the Arhats stacked layer upon layer, forming a vertical linear array. From my perspective, only a single Buddha could be seen.

Having finished these matters, Song Kai let out a slight breath of relief. He lay down on the sofa inside the villa, gazing at the night view outside the window.

Seeing Wang徒 (Wang Tu) act this way, it seemed he genuinely cared whether this serum would have any effect on the Earthly Desolate Saint Sovereign. By comparison, the earlier blustering of the Black God clan appeared somewhat laughable.