Chapter 54

Lin Qin gave an awkward smile, though his heart was already churning with tumultuous waves. The etiquette displayed by this man had long since been abolished—it was the ritual system of the Zhou Dynasty. The origin of this man was now quite obvious.

Through these simultaneous dual approaches, merely a minute later, Gu Zichen abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze was crystal clear, and he had regained control over his own spiritual consciousness.

At that exact moment, a bizarre black radiance enveloped Chu Kuangge, leaving both Chu Kuangge and Xiang Wentian staring in astonishment at the dark glow.

Upon drawing closer, they discovered that several brothel attendants were still hammering fiercely against the door. One of them had already brought a ladder, propped it up against the wall, and was preparing to climb over. Catching sight of Lu Jinping and Landlord Ma approaching, the attendant hurriedly bowed and paid his respects.

Both Xuanyuan Bumie and Yan Kuangtu dropped their jaws and stared blankly at Xiao Yang, as if looking at a monster, unable to close their mouths for a long time.

The cauldron spirit elder remarked, "Naturally, it is used to temper the physical body. Did you think it was meant for cooking noodles for you?" Having spent a long time with the big black dog and Lin Qin, the cauldron spirit elder's ability to dish out sarcastic retorts had also significantly improved.

Aside from the fringe laws of related samsara provided by the welfare of the Time-Space Gate, the legacies left behind by predecessors who had failed in pioneering samsara were also of immense help.

As for the spot where Liu Heng sat, a massive phantom actually emerged, vague and shrouded in dense mist. Most striking of all was the golden crown atop its head, from which nine strings of pearls hung down. Its style was ancient, solemn, and peerlessly majestic, resembling a supreme emperor gazing down upon the rivers and mountains of the state.

A spatial soul array similar to the City of Slaughter was something Yue Yuan had never heard of before. He had no idea whether this was a proprietary technology exclusive to the City of Slaughter or one that had long been lost to the outside world. If other methods were used to replicate it, it would likely trigger a technological revolution across the entire Douluo Continent.

The Yuan clan of Runan and the Xun clan of Yingchuan could be called prominent noble families, while the Yang clan of Hongnong was undoubtedly the representative of elite aristocratic clans.

Ichi's light fist and Chinjao's stone wall collided fiercely, instantly producing a tremendous explosion.

Just as the military camp was plunged into chaos, the rebel forces of the Heaven and Earth Society, who had long been lying in ambush outside the camp, immediately charged forward.

It was only during the final desperate grapple and tumble with the Wolf King that she had caught a fleeting glimpse of Liu Qingyang hiding not far away.

If there had been any lingering suspicions before, he was now completely convinced. In He Shen's view, only an artificial intelligence could accomplish such feats with such ease.

Although Wu Naihua held not the slightest bit of affection for the White Lotus Society, he swore that he truly had no intention of setting them up.

Mentioning this, Wang Qiulian could not help but recount the situation when Si Weiping had just brought his son along. Coming south from the capital with a child, it was impossible for the boy not to have any clothes.

[Sunny Day] was accidentally comprehended by Venusaur when it awakened [Photosynthesis]. Luo Ji also marveled at Venusaur's innate talent, truly living up to being one of the starter Pokémon.

Gu Weixuan tried once again to shake off Si Weichen's hand, but Si Weichen held on very tightly, the calluses on his palms rubbing against Gu Weixuan's delicate hand as they walked.

Naturally, the Russian envoy had already returned home safely and dispatched a trade delegation, so the matter was considered closed.

Si Weichen nodded. Even if his grandfather hadn't said anything, he would have done so anyway, though he would send it over tomorrow morning.

A lump was stuck in my throat, making me feel unbearably wretched. This entire night had felt like riding a roller coaster.

Waking up early the next morning while still half-asleep, I suddenly felt a warm sensation on my face. Opening my eyes, I was thoroughly startled, only to see Li嫣嫣 (Li Yanyan) gazing at me with a beaming smile. It was at that very moment I realized I had actually slept in Li Yanyan's bed the previous night.

Upon hearing these words, Huoda froze. Then, he turned his head to look at He Yunlong, trying to glean some clues from his facial expression, but with his intellect, he simply could not figure out what was going on.

Closing her eyes, she inevitably thought of Tang Huaijin. The sight of him once fighting fiercely against Pei Zhongyao on her behalf flashed before her eyes. She was so reluctant to let go of the warmth he had once given her.

"Let's settle this matter this way for now, and you should head back first," Song Yuyan said to Shi Lei.

A burst of laughter rang out by my ears, sending a chill through my heart. I looked around in all directions for a long time, yet saw no one.

On a Saturday night, my brothers and I had agreed to head out to the street to properly celebrate our recent gratifying achievements.

He could be considered somewhat familiar with her stubbornness and knew well that anyone she had no wish to interact with would never be given the slightest chance.

When it came to subduing ghosts in the second trial, he pulled a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and pressed it onto the ghost's body, whereupon a distinct pattern appeared on the talisman.

Perhaps he could brush off the previous incident as her willful caprice, but this time, it far exceeded the bounds of mere wilfulness. If not for her, Jiujiu would not have fallen into such grave danger.

Though tension and anticipation were gone, a faint sense of dejection unexpectedly lingered in her heart.

As soon as those words left his mouth, Kong was instantly filled with a sense of speechlessness and immediately shook his head. He had no wish to be hypnotized; through a whole day of interaction, he had already figured out Wuchen's simplest method of winning—which was resorting to all sorts of underhanded tricks.

Just as Gu Chen's curses died away, a terrifying thunderbolt plummeted from the sky. A lightning bolt as thick as a finger stretched thousands of feet across heaven and earth, striking squarely upon the crown of Gu Chen's head.

A massive influx of incantations and imagery flooded into his mind. Gu Chen felt as though his brain was about to be blown apart by this information. His eyeballs rolled unceasingly within their sockets, his head buzzed with a deafening roar, and he even envisioned scenes of heaven and earth collapsing.

The initial condition had been to protect the entire Homra, but Wuchen ultimately and decisively refused. With so many members in Homra, was he supposed to help and save them one by one? You must be joking; he wasn't running a charity.

"Wait—are you saying he is a god trapped in the mortal realm?!" Feng Qian suddenly harbored a bad premonition.

At this point, he also glanced sideways at Wang Hong, unable to help sighing, "This matter, truth be told, is nothing much. Let it go at that." Though he claimed it was nothing much, his tone was laden with helplessness and a splitting headache. It seemed that even after more than a decade, Wang Hong's impulsive and childish behavior still left him deeply disappointed.

With a sound akin to piercing through the void, He Qingfan's speed reached its absolute limit. He felt a profound, mystical realization: dangerous entities lurked within the depths of this darkness. Although invisible to the naked eye, that formidable aura could not be masked, permeating the entire dark space and leaving one suffocating and struggling to breathe.

How many people were left utterly astounded by the status of a fiancée? Long Yan knew this better than anyone else. She also knew that among them, the one most shocked by this affair was none other than her "fiancé" Feng Chi himself.

Previously, Jiang Mian had not dared to face Luo Yuecheng and had been avoiding him, while Luo Yuecheng had not sought her out either. Now, in today's setting, what she wanted to avoid could no longer be avoided, and what she preferred not to face could no longer be ignored.