Volume 1, Chapter 40: Looking Down on Others Comes at a Price

As the words fell, a series of intense, aggressive auras began to coil around Muzi. Watching the malicious energy swirling about, he curled his lips in a cold, mocking smile.

He was conflicted. Jiang Zibo had been begging for his forgiveness, and he found that his own sense of revulsion toward him was steadily fading, though he could not fathom why.

There were seventy-two Black Iron War Puppets in total, all of the fifth rank. Individually, they were weaker than the Gold-Armored Puppets, but when united, they could rival thirty-six of them.

The hideous spirit beast hurriedly took to the air to evade the attack, its defense clearly lacking.

Yan Xue had long since made her plans; to venture into other fields, she needed the right talent. Furthermore, the forces lurking behind the three great kingdoms were shrouded in ambiguity, and she had to improve her own strength and standing to gain a broader perspective.

Beauty Song opened the envelope and found a letter inside—one written by Ye Chi before their marriage, detailing his longing for children.

Suddenly, she felt a subtle vibration beneath her feet. Though faint, she scanned her surroundings with heightened vigilance.

Once Lin Chenshuang escorted Hu Chenyu back to the Lin family, they could return to the sect and officially become Dao companions.

An elderly physician observed Cang Qi’s wounds through a magnifying glass with meticulous care. After a long while, the doctor closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. Gradually, the wrinkles and age spots on his ten withered fingers faded, replaced by smooth, taut skin, as if they had been reborn.

Victory in the present moment was trivial to her; her focus was on the future, ensuring her own survival and continuity.

Long San did not consider himself a match for Han Xu in raw power, but when it came to schemes and treachery, he feared him little.

The young man who had been charging toward Yue Xi let go of the wild bull, seized Yue Xi’s long spear, and seemed to divine something from the weapon.

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Zhang Chuanxiang had not appeared in Chu Cheng’s sight since that day. Ten days passed in a flash, and it was now December 12th.

Empress Han had a son, whose status was only slightly inferior to the Crown Prince, the son of the primary consort.

Long San felt dazed and distracted. If the entire Earth were evolving in this manner, what would the world become in the future?

Lin Shengxi accurately pinpointed the sniper’s position. He immediately relocated to the second floor, as the rooftop of the third floor was far too exposed.

"At last, a narrow escape; you arrived just in time!" Red Phoenix’s eyes flashed with authority as she surveyed the grim battlefield, her brows furrowed and her expression heavy.

The P1 team had been observing the area and had found no one, but they decided to check once more with renewed confidence.

Choking back sobs, she threw herself into Yuan Mo’s arms, burying her head against his waist and weeping.

"Father, what have you done to Yuan Mo?" Her voice, usually sweet and soft, now carried a sharp, frigid edge.

If Long Kun were not still alive, Xin Yi would have jumped for joy, celebrating the perfect success of her plan.

When my physical state is poor, I feel no pain, which makes me feel quite depressed.

Although Quan Shengnan was raised by Yun Jianjun and his wife, her primary guardian had always been her mother, Quan Shuying.

"You will know about this one day. As a member of the True Virgin Church, I truly do not wish to see my fellow believers punished, and I certainly do not want that punishment to fall upon my sister. Enough, do not ask anymore. Would you like to keep your sister company and play for a while longer?" Luo Xin changed the subject.

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I never imagined that the Black Tortoise would think in such a way—it truly is remarkable. What I am curious about, however, is the nature of that ability. What kind of power does the Black Tortoise possess in weather like this? It is a mystery I cannot fathom.

Just as Ba Ye Guxing had said, the energy radiating from his body, driven by his focused consciousness, rapidly shifted from its original spherical form into that of a pyramid.

"I know your name, but you haven't asked for mine yet, have you?" I could not tell if it was my imagination, but there seemed to be a hint of flirtatious reproach in Fan Ruru’s tone.

Neither Master Lin nor Master Qin were younger than him, yet their applications had been denied, while his had been approved.

"This, it seems, is something you did yourself; I couldn't have pulled you away even if I tried." I spread my hands, feigning innocence.

After a moment, Song Kui sighed with a mix of regret and remorse, sat cross-legged, consumed the medicinal pill, and began to circulate his energy to refine its power.

After several rounds of competition, it was finally Jiang Yi’s turn. She was in match 6a, meaning she was up for the sixth bout. After saying a few words to Mu Yi, He Xi, and Wu Xin, she walked straight toward the stage, her steps steady and full of poise.

The appearance of the Gyarados caused an immediate uproar among the tourists. Everyone began to panic, though the ship’s staff, well-trained, calmly directed the frightened passengers to safety.

"Young Master Bai, I thought you intended to watch the show until the very end?" Lan Rongyue looked toward City Lord Bai. She indeed did not plan to leave just yet, but at the gambling table, greed was the greatest taboo. Besides, even if she won the money, she was not certain she could carry it back home.