Chapter 26

"Zhen'er, how have you been reduced to such a pitiful soul!" Zhen Zun, the Divine Dragon King, could not bring himself to accept this outcome.

Sha Seng’s face flushed red, a suffocating rage trapped in his chest, yet he dared not let it erupt.

The two turned back in surprise. Although the other side of the passage remained shrouded in darkness, the voice had undoubtedly come from that direction.

Yet, even after the barrier was opened, silence persisted within, causing Li Xun’s heart to finally fill with anxiety.

"But... we are not like those cold, numb chess pieces after all..." Dongfang Yu was swayed by Li Yunsheng’s words.

"Divinely manifested, immortally departed—let these two talismans be called the Talismans of Divine Departure!" Li Hui looked at Hao Yuelin. He had made up his mind to reclaim Mufeng City. Human interference was trivial; the true trouble lay in the anomalies within the city's underground palace. In recent years, he had incessantly dispatched demon talismans to gather intelligence, and he had finally grasped a shred of the truth.

When Wang Yu appeared abruptly before Li Zhen, Li Zhen did not show even a flicker of surprise, as if it were only natural for Wang Yu to appear at that place and time.

As Xuan Pu’er watched her master with absolute focus, admiring his majestic presence, she once again encountered that familiar, loving gaze.

This wandering couple held a reputation across the martial arts world that was truly peerless; no one dared to cross or kill them.

The ancestor laughed heartily, took a few breaths, and reached out. Using some unknown technique, he managed to grasp the object this time, turning it over and over to examine it.

Deng Hui embraced Liang Mei and with a sudden dash, reached the shore. Liu Ruyan, having likely never encountered such a cunning opponent, pursued them closely.

In this lifetime, through a twist of fate, the person lying in the same bed as Xia Chuwe was Jiang Jinfeng.

At these words, a chill seemed to assail Kuai Yue. His entire body stiffened, and with a click, the chess piece in his fingers fell into the bowl.

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Do you think I am not getting along with them? Go and greet them yourself and see if they even bother to acknowledge you.

She hooked her arms around Lu Li’s neck, pulling him down until they were close enough to feel each other’s breath.

Jiang Yizhou remembered that when he previously browsed the exchange list, those seeds generally cost several thousand merit points, some even reaching tens of thousands.

He abandoned his impoverished family and kin, discarding his own identity to marry into the Yang family for a life of luxury. I can understand it, but I will never accept it.

Jiang Jinfeng stumbled upstairs, his silhouette appearing lonely and desolate, tinged with a sense of desperation and total surrender.

Sighing helplessly, Ye Feng thought for a moment before tapping his finger to send a reply.

This second-in-command, Feng Juechen, was a close friend who had braved life and death alongside Ya Cangtian since their early years.

In the last Heavenly Being Tournament, the sixth-ranked super genius, Jin Bupo, was the first to step through the gates of the Ten-Story Demon Tower.

"Dou’er! Bao’er! Go tell Father that if he does not let us out, we would rather starve to death than eat a single bite of food!" Xiang Zhao declared with resolve.

She pulled a purse from her bosom and placed it on the Living Immortal's table. Judging by its plump shape, it must have contained a significant amount of silver.

Most of these high officials hailed from prominent, noble families. Even those from humble origins, having lived in luxury for so many years, were no longer the hardworking men they once were.

As he spoke, his fists clenched tightly. A dazzling white radiance gathered upon them, faintly streaking with gold, as a surge of immense power radiated outward.

Cang Yun did indeed feel a headache coming on. He had discussed the Haojian Villa with Yang Shenglong, but Yang Shenglong did not know where it was, had no desire to contact them, and certainly could not take Cang Yun there to borrow a sword. Both of them remained baffled as to what mystical powers that Boss Ma possessed to be able to enter and exit the Haojian Villa so freely.

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A dignified reincarnation of the Donghua Emperor, a court-certified Celestial Master, and a founding Count of the Great Zhou Dynasty—he was actually extorting a ransom on the street, and his target was none other than the current Chancellor, Prince Liang.

Forcing himself to remain calm, the Heavenly God recalled the sensation of being stripped of his senses; four of his five senses had already been taken, leaving only the sense of touch.

As a ruler, one need not attend to every detail personally. Professional tasks should be left to professionals; he only needed to see the perfect result presented in the end.

"You even bring a phone to school and make calls during class? I should have a good talk with your parents!" Yu Mingzhe reached out to seize Ye Zihan’s phone.

"Hmph, what right do you have to be the president of the Huaqing Association? Are you even a member? Even if you wanted to, it wouldn't be your turn to stand in line," said Du Kui of the Dragon-Tiger Gang.

Although he had spent the last six months mostly lying in bed recovering from his injuries, he gathered from the chatter of others that this was not Yan Province, but Zu Province—the largest state in the Eastern Divine Continent and its very source.

"Fine! I will do whatever Mr. Zhang says." The old commander gritted his teeth. And thus, Zhang Donghai’s club gained a member of the highest age and authority.

However, Han Shaoxun had failed to meet Shanshan. He didn’t think much of it at the time, assuming she had gone to see her father. But with Shanshan not by his side, he felt a sense of loss and missed her dearly.

What he needed to do now was focus on himself: return to the capital, attend to his duties, and visit his elder sister and his father.

The Cao family had already arrived in Lianghe Town. Thinking that their arrival was hasty, they knew some courtesies could not be forgotten. They settled into an inn and ordered their servants to go to the Ye residence to explain their presence.

Fujiwara Mieko rolled up her sleeve, revealing an arm covered in bloody bite marks. This arm, which should have been as fair as ice and jade, had been reduced to such a state. Tang Feng placed his fingers on her wrist and began to check her pulse.