"Found you." Wuzhiqi brought his two swords together—one green, one white. Sword energy burst forth, dispersing layers of fog as it pierced directly toward Meng Qiankun, splitting him into wisps of smoke that dissolved into the misty sea.

"Such incredible defense." Even the old man couldn't help but be impressed by the Earth Platform Turtle's resilience.

"Nephew, are you leaving already? Don’t you want to stay a bit longer?" After their meal, Chen Xin attempted to persuade Mu Yi to stay, thinking that the young man was indeed excellent company and worth getting to know.

This resentment, however, carried with it hatred for the court officials responsible for displacing them and causing them to lose their land.

"For power, without regret." At this moment, Liu Yanmeng couldn’t tell if she sought power, cared for the person in front of her, or simply had no place left to call her own in the vast world.

As Zhou Tian and his companion were talking, a beast's roar sounded, and then hulking figures leaped out from the dark forest.

"This guy has nothing on his mind but treasures. Still, Qingtianzhu has a point—we've come all the way to this underwater world, so we should at least bring back a souvenir or two. Let’s go," Ouyang Jue thought for a moment and finally agreed with Qingtianzhu’s treasure-hunting suggestion.

The injured Gastly closed its eyes as dozens of Golbats rushed toward it, but the first few Golbats simply passed through Gastly, causing no harm—it was just an illusion.

"Are they unafraid? Or should I say, do they simply have no fear of death?" Xiao Yan spoke, a murderous glint in his eyes.

Qin Luofan paused his malicious hand, pulling her body to face him.

"Big Brother and Brother Ding!" Long Meng waved her arm in excitement. Everyone watched solemnly, especially Ding Jiayi, who stood silently, never taking her eyes off Ding Wuque.

Long Meng looked at He Xi, unsure of what to say. Only now did she realize how much he had missed her, grieving deeply and finding comfort in Ding Jiayi in her absence. He Xi’s sincere care for him, even risking her life when he was in danger, left Long Meng speechless.

A white fog enveloped the sky and earth, mixed with snow crystals, making the surroundings hazy and cold as though it were deep winter.

Under the gaze of Xie Fangqing, two figures clashed violently in mid-air, their battle erupting fiercely in a matter of moments.

Guangya fully absorbed the soul power of everything except the ancient essence, letting the majestic divine power bloom through the Jade Lotus Illusion Flower, completely under his control. His soul power had now grown countless times stronger than it was before he entered the Ghost Tower.

Cheng Muze's birthday banquet was held at Luxe, a high-end entertainment venue located between the south and north parts of the city. It was an extravagant place frequented by the wealthy and influential.

Old Wu swallowed nervously, fearing that Longlong might devour him whole—after all, a Tyrannosaurus Rex wasn’t something one expected to see in the twenty-first century.

Ziyou Xue sat on her bed, her graceful figure displayed as she rolled over, continuing to lie down.

The first floor was the heart of the gathering, but the second floor was the true center of high society in HN City, while the third floor was strictly off-limits. Lin Long, with his status, could only bring Lu Jing and Dabao to the first floor.

I swallowed as Bingli’s words hit a nerve, but I wasn’t foolish—I wouldn’t agree recklessly. Who doesn’t want to be successful while young? But every action has consequences.

Zhao Lang had indeed grown arrogant, and even he wouldn’t deny it, though he felt justified.

At this moment, her eyes were half-closed. Despite her previous fiery temper as the “Flower of the Special Forces,” she felt shy now, as this was her first time appearing like this in front of a man.

However, due to the limited space on the ground and not enough room for wide movements, Qingwei sustained a few scratches, though none were serious. She used bread for healing, a safer option, especially given the many monsters she faced, so taking some damage was understandable.

Apparently unsatisfied after one reprimand, Zhao Fu clasped his hands to the sky before turning his intense gaze back to the crowd.

Even when facing Qin Yu's deliberate humiliation, he kept his cool, refraining from ordering the troops to charge.

Upon hearing these words, the brothers in the vanguard, who had been slacking off, hastily pulled up their trousers and returned without delay.

"Understood. I’ll deliver the package and clean up on the way," David said as he left the dorm, carrying two owls and a parcel.

Chen, known for his rigidity, found it absurd that the prince’s celebration seemed to overshadow the emperor’s.

It was Yue Cheng, the head of the Nanhe Gang, who brought two bottles of elixirs, testing the waters to see if Su Yunwan wanted to join. Although there were plenty of late-stage Qi Refiners at the market now, a Qi Refinement level seven member of a monster-hunting team still carried significant weight.

Chen Qiaoshan reminded himself that it was time to make a choice. He felt as though his family had bound his hands and feet lately. He had never been ambitious, but now the clash between two lives left him confused.

Chen Qiaoshan found it odd—he should have been the most rational of his family, but now he wasn’t so sure.

"Mr. Lin, I’m Mr. Zheng’s driver. Mr. Zheng sent me to pick you up," the middle-aged man confirmed Lin Yifeng’s identity.

"Everywhere you go, that mangy dog has something to do with it! Monkey King’s coming out to beat up Howling Celestial Dog again!" Zhu Bajie yelled over voice chat.

Since the wine was already bought, he figured he might as well indulge for once. "Let’s drink ourselves silly!" Wu Yong tore off the package, twisted open the cap, and took several gulps.