Chapter 99: It All Depends on When You Can Bear Qiao Yudong's Child

In the Palm of One's Hand Yan Chi 1284 words 2026-03-20 07:01:39

When Wen Yanli returned, Song Mi had already turned off the bedside lamp and was lying down to sleep. However, as soon as he approached, she woke up. "You're back?"

The man gave a low response, "Yes."

It was as if the two full months of mutual silence had never happened.

It was as if they had never been apart for a single day.

It was as if they had always lived...

This Nether Beast possessed exceptionally strong defense; it seemed that only its eerie human face was its weak point.

A mysterious man wearing a tailored black suit, a black mask, and black leather gloves sat upright at his desk.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the sky, sending terrifying sound waves rippling outward that left countless survivors with splitting headaches.

With the treaty in effect, Zuo Jing and the others had to stay behind to supervise, while Jiang Feng wanted to take a trip to Northern Europe to see if he could track the research progress of the Star Crystal Extractor, which was the root of the matter.

After Nangong Jin left, Luo Yuling continued her bath. There was still some time before the morning court session, and she intended to fully enjoy this beautiful morning.

Judging the direction from which the voice came, Yi Wuchen’s face flushed red, but the heart that had been pounding in his throat suddenly settled.

The strange man with heterochromatic eyes wore a panicked expression, grabbing his hair and pulling at it violently.

Ahu was startled, realizing that Old Master Gao had developed murderous intent toward Qin Zhao. He could not possibly stand by and watch Qin Zhao grow up to challenge his status as an overlord. Several other ambitious figures had been prominent in the past, only to vanish after a short time—all of them taken out by Old Master Gao from the shadows.

Xu Yang looked up and saw that the beast core, which had originally belonged to the Seven-Slaying Demon Beast, was still hovering high in the air.

The less Jiang Yi reacted, the more worried she became. If Jiang Yi had been in a fit of rage, she might have felt more at ease.

Thus, within the Divine Wood Tribe, besides Mu Ze, there were three other spirit masters with the cultivation of eighth-level Spirit Demons, including one Light-element healer and two Amethyst mages.

"Very well," Sikong Feng nodded. He ordered Sikong Nianlun to keep a constant watch on the changes within the forest while he and Murong Jingkong split up, unleashing their powerful spatial domains to cover the dense woods to the greatest extent possible, searching bit by bit through the power of their domains.

"Boom!" When the powerful soul techniques unleashed by Chu Kuang and Chu Dian hit the body of the Chou family’s four-realm Soul Emperor one after the other, the expert let out a painful roar as his entire body exploded, turning into a rain of flesh.

However, Xing Fei and his group could not see any beams of light. Everything seemed inconceivable, far beyond the scope of human cognition; even among cultivators, no one had ever heard of such a thing.

"No! That's not it!" Sister Hong panicked, waving her hands repeatedly to deny it. She knew she had spoken out of turn. She blamed her own worry for Hao Ying, which had caused the words to slip out without a second thought.

The rules of the competition had not changed much, save for an added cap on exchanges and the removal of the forty-million-point victory threshold. This change provided more people with the chance to recover their losses, so none of the participants had any reason to refuse.

Leng Chengkai pulled her over into his arms, sat her on his lap, and encircled her. "Aren't you going to eat?" he asked, glancing at the meal.

When Yun Zhe returned home, his feet were in such pain that he could barely walk, and his hands had become swollen and red. Every step was an agony for him.

"Whether it is possible or not, you will know in time. Why must Mr. Si Fu ask this old man?" Hu Zhao said indifferently.

He felt as though he were dreaming, every little detail of their time spent together flashing before his eyes like a film.

This left Li Yi very disappointed. If things continued this way, his gains would be too meager, and upon leaving, he would likely rank last among all the disciples, failing to receive any significant rewards.