Chapter 59 Let Us Perish Together

"Now you're asking me to learn pact runes too. I feel like it's going to take me forever, not to mention it requires soul crystals. This is the apocalypse, even the dogs at home have grown brains, so why can't one more person be added to that list?"

Qin Xiaoyu: "..."

That question had to be taken up with the heavens.

Fan Zhenzhen wore an expression of utter despair; if possible, she would even have liked to drag Number Six down to perish together with her.

[There's no need to go that far. If you can't learn it in a day, take ten days; if ten days aren't enough, take a hundred. This thing is completely—]

Consequently, this led to his later covert defection to the Third Prince. He exhausted every scheme to oppose the Crown Prince, using all manner of vicious and insidious plots to deal with him while secretly maintaining contact with Shen Qiuyu.

As soon as he opened the martial arts experience within his mind, Ling Qian felt his body plummet. The scenery before his eyes shifted abruptly, and he found himself standing atop a boundless, towering cliff.

As an equally exceptional Spartan warrior, Luctans naturally viewed Kratos as the lifelong rival he wished to defeat.

"Chiyou, I hope you won't come to provoke me again." Defeating a Roaring Skull brought little excitement; they were merely a terribly impoverished second-rate guild, not even worth the trouble of distributing rewards among his own people.

Huang Yan smiled, pulled Hongxiu down to sit beside him on the edge of the bed, and then gently pressed the other three beauties to take their seats around them as well.

Although Shen Chang'an was not entirely satisfied, he knew that meeting like this was already exceedingly rare and he could not afford to be overly greedy. He immediately reined in his wandering thoughts and looked toward Gu Xiyu.

Sure enough, although the Crown Prince appeared engrossed in conversation with Gu Xinian, he had actually been keeping an eye on the commotion over here. Stealing occasional glances, Shen Qiuyu was forced to take a deep breath and forcibly squeeze out a composed, natural smile.

Upon hearing the name Yang Jinjin, Wang Weiguo's expression grew somewhat grave. Coupled with the Yang family's faction, this power bloc would hold three votes of speaking rights! What on earth was Marshal Han trying to accomplish?

Having undergone life-and-death battles day after day, Zhang Yan's mind had long since been tempered to a point of extraordinary resilience, unshakable by anyone.

"Heh? All things in the universe have their own ordained destiny; there is no need for you to grieve," Li Ming said with a look of sudden realization.

"Mm, got it." Opening her bedroom door, Kotori rubbed her sleepy eyes and nodded. "I'll teleport directly to the Fraxinus later. For now, just let me sleep a little longer." Slamming the door shut, Kotori crawled back into bed, wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, and continued sleeping.

Witnessing this scene, Xia Lixiao and the others furrowed their delicate brows slightly. Even if the five prodigies were formidable, there was no need to subject others to such humiliation.

"Could it be—?" He did not voice his speculation, for it had nothing to do with him anyway.

Right now, through the live video stream on South Korea's Channel A website, some of the Korean netizens who had previously been engaged in fierce battles with the Celestial Empire's internet army also began turning their attention to the scene.

The crowd was startled and tried to stop her, but lacking the courage to forcefully block her path, they could only put themselves ahead while trailing anxiously behind.

This "Prairie-Consuming Heavenly Fire" was the Fire Cloud Manor's most formidable combat technique. It utilized the manor's supreme, masculine battle Qi to generate the most intense true-qi vortex, forming an outward-bursting shockwave. Because the manor's battle Qi was incomparably blazing and pure, the released shockwave resembled raging fire, hence the name Prairie-Consuming Heavenly Fire.

Little did they know that the moment this string of grapes appeared, Ye Fan, who was meditating and cultivating inside his room, seemed to sense something and abruptly opened his eyes.

"Sister Lian, Sister Yue, let's show this Flood Dragon the Lotus-Stacking Finger of our Green Night Hall together!" Qingyang shouted loudly, gathering the remaining vestiges of King Qi within his body into his hands.

The young woman gave a coquettish huff before burying herself once more in A-yang's embrace. Her reaction thrilled A-yang to no end; at that moment, his heart was overflowing with boundless joy.

After a short while, Shen Linfeng returned. As soon as he sat down, he turned his gaze toward the window and ignored me completely.

Cheng Xin subsequently explained to reporters that Qin Ming was merely a newly hired driver for the company, and that the real Blazing Thunderbolt had not arrived at the scene.