Volume 1, Chapter 29: You Chose This Yourself

It dawned on me instantly; that darkness was merely my own subconscious. It was not my mother, but the *qi* within me, weeping for its unappreciated potential. Even though I acknowledged it in my heart, my subconscious still resisted it.

As for a dog, finding one to eat would likely be difficult; with so many people scrambling for food, how could anything be left over?

"Strike!" Yi Chen could not dodge, and defense was impossible, so he chose to meet force with force, wielding his sword with both hands to slash forward.

The Mossad agents made contact with Night, demanding that their former leader, Victor, die within the Night headquarters building. It just so happened that this coincided with the lifting of Monroe's restrictions on his abilities. At the very moment the Mossad high command was holding their meeting, Monroe appeared before them out of thin air.

As soon as Zhou Peili finished speaking, a retort rang out from the side. Unlike the time when the Taiping Army arrived in Henan and everyone scrambled to join them, their forces—then still known as the Nian Army—were limited, ranging from a few hundred to over a thousand men, sometimes only a few dozen. Moreover, they mostly lived in the countryside, running rampant across the rural areas.

Deep in thought, Chu Hen's gaze swept across the many stone sculptures in the Abyss Realm. A sudden epiphany struck him, and he subconsciously looked toward the giant sword sculpture located at the very center of the realm.

"Everyone has been afraid," Lin Ziyao comforted her. "The elders often say, 'As long as the child is not yet born, we cannot have peace of mind for a single day.'"

In an instant, an invisible and powerful aura of majesty erupted from Shentu Yitian’s body. His eyes swirled with intense fervor.

However, even if they were recuperating, they dared not remain in Singapore. Acuo went online, booked two flight tickets back home, and fled Singapore overnight. Fortunately, they did not encounter any interception by the Mist Hidden clan on the flight back. Now that they were being pressured by both Night and the Sassoon family, they dared not show their faces easily.

Gu Mo Taiyi and the others looked at Fentian with confusion. Could it be that something had happened back then that they were unaware of?

She also offered a bitter smile, her gaze catching the tender sight of Shiyu and Zhaolin reciting poetry to each other amidst the sea of lanterns. In the silence, she leaned even more closely against the warm shoulder beside her.

Above, she was held in his embrace, the wind buffeting her face and stinging her skin. At this moment, the forest was already beneath their feet.

Yanhong simply smiled at him gently, without a word, as if she understood his sorrow.

Finally, there was a moment of respite. Looking back, they saw that within the dust clouds, the needle-like rocks from the ceiling of the grotto were still falling like rain. The spot where they had stood was now a scene of utter ruin, blocked solid by debris. The rubble had already piled up two or three people high.

This was the main hall of the Mo Xiang Study. If he were to take Qin Yumo here, the commotion would surely be impossible to hide. Guo Lin was not so driven by lust; he had already done enough with Qin Yuxin and Bai Bing today.

It must be said that their late return did indeed exceed Ye Chengxuan's expectations, but this was entirely to his advantage.

The burly man in the black shirt was stunned. He stared blankly at the Sixth Master and Xueling for several seconds, his mind reeling from the confusion, before he immediately replied, "Yes!" and quickly retreated from the living room.

She did not know how much time had passed before her feet finally touched solid ground. She tentatively opened her eyes and realized she was holding onto Nan Ruochen tightly. She immediately let go, awkwardly wiping the sweat from her palms.

They had just rushed into the first-floor corridor when they saw a tall figure continuously smashing an armored vehicle. It was a giant—the very same one that had been wounded by Zhao Dashan. Gunshots and screams came from inside the vehicle, and Zhao Dashan could not get close at all.

"Let's take another look later," she said. Shen Jingyi could not refuse her and nodded.

News arrived of Tottenham Hotspur's relegation, and the team's mascot—a green parrot given by a ship's captain when they returned from visiting Argentina—immediately felt unwell and died a few days later. From then on, the two teams became bitter, irreconcilable rivals.

However, Ma Hou ignored him completely and rushed forward with a punch. When Coach Yang saw that Ma Hou’s punch lacked the style of a master, he attempted to use a grappling technique to restrain him and teach him a lesson. The move was executed perfectly, catching Ma Hou in a vital spot, and he felt a surge of joy.

The aura around Wu Hao suddenly receded, and in an instant, he transformed from a terrifying existence with the combat power of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator into an ordinary young man who could not even truss a chicken.

However, before Yan Qiuyi could continue to probe, Wu Mei’s next sentence made her eyes widen in shock.

"Let him be. In the end, it’s your second brother’s own private business; no one can do anything about it," Lady Liao said helplessly.

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the roar of a dragon—a 4-billion-ton earth dragon rising into the sky at a speed exceeding the escape velocity, meeting the destructive hydrogen bomb head-on.

"Chu Yan and Xu Wei are leaving, and Chu Hao is clamoring to see you," Gu Mocheng changed the subject.

On-site, all the cameras were set up, pointing at her. This was Zhang Meiling’s first time speaking under so many lenses.

Lin Shen arrived at the milk tea shop that Chen Qingqing had agreed upon, took a long stride, and sat down opposite her.

I looked at the young man in front of me; he seemed to be a family member of the patient beside him. Only then did I realize that several doctors were gathered together, pushing a gurney with a bloody, mangled corpse upon it.

Old Ma also stood up and walked silently in front of me. I reached out and took his hand, thinking how wonderful it was to have such a friend. If he hadn't been willing to accompany me back then, how desperate would I be now?

Xu Xiaoxing’s expression was very serious, and she felt a sense of displeasure when she said the word "wife."

Next time, as long as Mo Nangie did not produce a better piece of work, she could use "no progress" as a reason and excuse to give a score that did not reflect reality.

"The time has not yet come; some things are better left unknown to you!" Muka sighed, flicked his sleeve, and withdrew the spatial barrier before taking a step and vanishing.

Surrounded by passengers, Li Zhuang and Bai Jiawei looked at me in bewilderment, oranges half-peeled in their hands, neither of them knowing what had just happened.

It felt as if something was exploding, crackling like popping candy, with my cells filled with excitement.

Sometimes the Rabbit wished she could go up and beat the Ghost-faced Ape herself, but she was no match for it.

"There are a few such Chinese international students here in Washington, but we haven't been in contact with them; we've only heard other students mention them," Zhao Feiran added.

I believe all of this was arranged by Commander Zhang, and his arrangements coincided with my own thoughts... just like our battle at Badong, where those twenty helicopters needed a period of maintenance and repair after the fight... what if there were new situations that required us to launch another sortie immediately?