Chapter 58 Internet Celebrity Blogger Ruirui's Parents

"Master, Brother Chu, this is..." Ning Jingge walked over, her gaze falling upon the snake demon, whose body was now severed in half.

Just think about it carefully: if the treasures you have accumulated over countless eras were extorted and snatched away by others, what would you do?

If that terrifying destructive aura were to erupt, the realm of cultivation would be obliterated in the blink of an eye.

Before a guard of the Primordial Assembly could rush in and finish speaking, deafening roars echoed from all directions.

Prince Peng smiled faintly, having long since figured out the behavioral patterns of this Youzhou playboy. The more he urged him to stay, the more determined the fellow was to leave; yet if he showed even a sliver of unwelcomeness, the youth would linger for a few more days just to pester him.

Peace had lasted for two years. Thanks to the Sword Sovereign Liu Wuchen, the Great Kun Empire had enjoyed two years of tranquility, and the Kunlun Sect had remained completely inactive during this time.

Crouching halfway on the ground to touch the sand and soil in her hands, Zera felt the abnormal magic permeating this black-cloud-covered region the moment she stepped into it.

"What! You lost all the silver I gave you earlier?" Mu Yunzheng grabbed Mo Yiyue from behind, the red glow of the flint in his eyes resembling a raging fire.

Liu Mingzhi's gaze was terrifying; his hatred for Li Mo had not faded with the passage of time, but instead deepened with each passing day. If he did not kill Li Mo, he would never find peace.

The formless sphere began to transform into mercury-like sludge, gradually shifting into a kaleidoscope of colors before finally turning into a black sphere adorned with feathered wings.

The trunk was dark brown, shimmering with an ink-like metallic sheen as if cast from iron. It was covered in interwoven, tightly coiled tree scales far larger and sharper than those of ordinary trees, resembling the inverted scales of an evil dragon.

Although the Shengjing Immortal Sect had arrived the earliest, tracing the matter back to its roots, they had ultimately lost the initiative compared to the other three sects. Consequently, the question of who truly held the development rights to this Sword Tomb became an utterly tangled and irresolvable issue.

Just as Xing Jue was panicking over the exposure of his earlier spiritual energy, the elder's voice sounded once more, finally allowing Xing Jue to heave a sigh of relief.

"Indeed, a horse like this would be worth a thousand gold pieces if placed in the horse market," Guan Yong said with a hint of envy.

On the other hand, by establishing a connection with the fatty this time, they could confidently seek him out if similar large-scale events arose in the future, rather than feeling as shameless as they had when first joining. Since these guild leaders were all prominent figures with reputations to uphold, none of them enjoyed that kind of awkwardness.

"That's right, Xing Jue is truly a rare talent encountered only once in several millennia. To be able to steal the source right under the eyelids of Returning Seclusion Peak is an extraordinary feat indeed," the Earth-Phase Elder chimed in agreement.

Fortunately, however, his soul and body had temporarily recombined, allowing Zhao Yang to proceed with the next step of the treatment.

Everything visible before her eyes was desperately striving to shake her immortal state of mind, and the moment her immortal heart shattered, she would instantly fall prey to the demons.

The Dark Mage player was now relying purely on positioning and skill-release techniques to battle Sword Drifts Blood.

When my phone rang, I nearly dropped it. Seeing Dong Zhuo's number flash on the screen, I felt a wave of relief; had it slipped from my grasp, I would have had no choice but to jump after it.

Uttering only these four concise words, Song Lingyan grabbed Lu Qingyu and strode out of the grove, ready to face the challenge.

"Ji Xiaorui? Why are you here?" Mi Duo was equally astonished. She wouldn't have been surprised to learn the house was sold, but finding out the buyer was Ji Xiaorui felt utterly bizarre.

"If you don't know how, just have Diao Chen teach you," he pointed toward the game of billiards. Diao Chen had sunk shot after shot until the onlookers were nearly dozing off, while his opponent stood by the table scratching his head in frustration. The thoroughly lopsided match was disheartening to watch.

With everything prepared, Chu Tianxiong intended to take action after dinner tonight. Upon learning they would make it out alive, the miners were overwhelmed with excitement, naturally making Chu Tianxiong their core pillar of support.

Knowing the situation was urgent, Mi Duo didn't waste words. She climbed into the driver's seat, slammed the door, ignited the engine, floored the accelerator, and sent the car shooting far away in an instant.

Yet Elder Sun didn't even turn his head, remaining utterly focused on the magical array.

Mo Liang's meals and treatment had both benefited immensely from the widespread rumors. His diet was nearly on par with that of an imperial concubine, and not a single person dared show him disrespect. Even when Mo Liang gazed upon them with disdain, they would smile ingratiatingously and shamelessly, as if relishing the condescension.

One must know that honey badgers were low-tier demonic beasts, capped at the third rank of strength, lacking any noble bloodline and incapable of taking human form.

"I've finished eating. If you have time, I'd like to discuss something with you," Min Shuo said, his voice emerging from Chen Tao's earpiece.

Xiao Xuan had no choice but to sit back up, having Danju bring servants to take down her elaborate hair arrangement and retwist her locks into a simple daily style secured with a plain white jade hairpin.

"This concubine dares not accept such high praise from the Prince's Consort," Lady Liao could only echo Lady Hu's words, leaning forward with a bow.

Besides, Li Haoran, whose exceptional skills bred supreme confidence, believed that virtually no awakened ones remaining in the base at this stage could pose a threat to him.

Jin Kui finished speaking in a single breath, then dropped to one knee and bowed deeply toward Gu Feng.

The Heir of the Marquis of Zhenguo, who had been heavily drunk just last night, had vanished once again by the time the Heir's wife woke up early in the morning.

Jin Guanyan could not die! The thought flashed instantly through Luo Xiangwu's mind. He slapped his horse's flank, and the steed, attuned to his master's intent, reared its hooves and dashed straight toward Jin Guanyan.

After reminiscing about past Academy Awards, Martin Scorsese injected a touch of his characteristic dry humor to playfully tease the nominated directors.

"Look, could I possibly look any uglier?" Xiuxiang felt her head growing unbearably heavy as blood rushed backward, the pooling blood compounding her distress.

With a sudden flash, the God of Fire Bow returned to Xu Lang's body, transforming into a fiery tattoo.

It wasn't as though other teams hadn't tried to contend with them, but those who did met exceptionally grim fates. Teams whose rankings would have secured them a spot in the weekly finals found themselves eliminated almost immediately upon crossing paths with them at the start of a match.

From the very moment Lang Qiao saw him emerge while clutching his waist, a probing gaze had unnoticeably fallen upon him.

This was 2006, an era of high societal informatization where dropping out of school due to poverty was common in remote mountainous regions, but virtually unheard of within the boundaries of the great city of Rong.