This principle isn't only applicable in the civilian realm; it's even more emphasized in official circles. This is why the Organization Department, when selecting officials, not only evaluates talent but also assesses connections.

“You…” Although she didn’t have anything going on with Nan Ruochen, if the Emperor found out, it would undoubtedly cause suspicion.

Fortunately, in most cases, the strong of both nations would still seek their opinion, so they weren’t entirely ignored. This made them feel slightly better.

The terrifying aspect of the corpse spirit wasn’t only its martial prowess but also the corpse poison that struck fear into others. Even a martial artist of the same level wouldn’t dare provoke it without corpse-dispelling herbs.

After the video ended, the screen turned to static, then to blue—a result of a poorly edited transition. The blue screen lasted for about one or two minutes before the video resumed.

Liu Chen turned her face away awkwardly. She smiled but said nothing more. Remembering the situation at Qingchan Temple, she tightened her grip on the reins and struck the horse harder.

For a bidding conference like this, it would usually be the client department’s job. But due to the special nature of the project and the client department’s recent workload, the company decided to bypass them and have the creative department take charge directly.

These five assassins were clearly experts in the art of assassination. Three sword emperors, suspended mid-air with no leverage, screamed as soon as the assassins closed in on them, the agony in their cries making it clear just how severe their injuries were.

The Tongtian Demon Realm spanned a vast territory, five times the size of the Human Realm. Beyond it to the west lay the distant realm of the Celestial Demons.

She shot a cold glance at the burly man, saying nothing more, her gaze filled with contempt and disdain.

Clearly, Zofia had already developed a preliminary trust in Tanya, subconsciously forming a defensive alliance with her against Li Puyu’s advances.

“Dead Lin Feng, didn’t you say you wouldn’t lay a hand on me?” Su Xinyue huffed angrily.

His very first words changed the whole atmosphere; one could only imagine what earth-shattering words he had yet to say.

With this power, the people of the sect could not only command spirits but also control the very heavens and earth...

Far in the distance, thousands of feet above, a massive hundred-meter-long immortal crane was gliding through the clouds.

“Retreat, immediately retreat from the Sea Cliff Royal Court!” The ancient king and ancestor of the Tianqing Royal Sect stopped entangling with Guan Yu and turned to leave without a moment’s hesitation.

He gathered all the Rule Cores and Thunder God Crystals he could find: eight million Rule Cores and one thousand God Crystals.

Zuo Changfeng was pleased. Having Lu Tian join them would undoubtedly add strength. He knew well that with Lu Tian’s prowess as a body cultivator, his endurance was impressive.

As soon as Lu Tian returned to the temporary base, he was informed that Marilyn was back and waiting for him in Tent No. 1. He was to go there directly.

Among them, his physical cultivation was at mid-sixth stage of the Sacred Body realm, his martial arts cultivation at fifth stage, and his spirit cultivation at the fourth. For the moment, his martial arts had overtaken his spirit cultivation.

However, a problem arose. Three days after Duan Yu set out, he couldn’t proceed any further. The reason was simple: his dantian was already completely saturated with the essence of the Ten-Thousand-Year Coldwood, making it impossible to absorb more. In other words, he was full and couldn’t take in any more.

After half a day of effort, the group had harvested hundreds of thousands of fruits, all of which were handed over to Yi Ai. They then followed Yi Ai to head toward Five Peaks City.

Although the old Taoist’s strength was unfathomable, he couldn’t fathom how someone could possess such immense power. People like this were rare, like a needle in a haystack.

Cao Lianghui opened his eyes, surprised to see the man in black beneath him. He hadn’t expected to come out unscathed. By the light of the moon, he saw a dagger, glinting with a cold shine, embedded in a nearby tree.

While instant noodles might not be valuable, they held significant meaning. This was the kind of casual meal one could find only in rural areas in the past.

Richard curled his lips into a disdainful smirk, then pulled out his phone and dialed Killer Jimmy.

In his past life, Ling Feng had three sons and five daughters, all of whom eventually settled down. By the time Ling Feng “passed away peacefully,” he even had great-grandchildren, leaving him with no regrets as he was laid to rest with a fulfilled legacy of four generations.

Sure enough, he found an assistant’s office at the end of the hallway. Without knocking, he walked right in.

“Depends on the situation. If they suit my taste, I’m open-minded. So what if it’s an older-younger match?” Lin Qian shrugged, unfazed.

“Ahem, um, little sister, maybe we should focus on business first! You know I’m not only handsome but also very helpful,” Yang Fan said, slowly wrapping his arm around Huo Jiajia’s slender waist.

Li Tianliang trusted Tony’s judgment, so he turned and led Tony to Stephen’s room.

“Damn it, I’ve been tricked.” Only now did Gao Wei realize he had fallen for the trap. The Tang fleet wasn’t trying to escape; they had led him straight into an ambush.

Seeing Kamo Lichuan appear, all those who followed him—the Yin-Yang Sect elites, the demons who’d aligned themselves with Kamo’s group and the Eight-Headed Serpent, now the Nine-Headed Bird, as well as the strange beings—all lowered their heads, chanting in unison.