Chapter 56

"What problem?" asked Number Eight, who had remained silent just moments ago. It was clear that he, too, disapproved of initiating the plan ahead of schedule.

As these cultivators picked up their weapons, an imposing aura emanated from their bodies, causing the ordinary merchants to instinctively take a step backward.

After hesitating for a long time, Lü Guang naturally followed the public sentiment and thus enfeoffed Bo Zhen as the King of Kucha, placing him under his own jurisdiction. Of course, all major military and political powers remained firmly in Lü Guang's hands; everyone knew that Bo Zhen was nothing more than a puppet.

At this moment, right before his eyes, more than twenty people were fiercely besieging a giant bird wreathed in cyan flames. The bird possessed an extremely graceful form, and its long tail feathers were particularly breathtaking.

"Very well. Since ancient times, I have never had an opponent, nor has anyone ever dared to fight me head-on. You are the first, and I will remember your name," the Heavenly Dao said, removing the hat from his head to reveal a youthful and tender face.

"This dish is one I ate yesterday; it's quite good." Having sorted out his thoughts, Yang Er focused entirely on his own meal. After all, he was someone who loved to enjoy life—delicious food was only truly enjoyable when eaten piping hot. Eating it after it had gone cold was simply a form of torture.

Looking at the notebook handed over by Qian Ye, Ying Xiaodi indeed saw that the person she had noticed earlier was occupying the highest position, truly the general manager of their company.

Checking the time, she saw it was already dusk. By now, there were no more customers in the wellness center, so Chen Feng closed the doors.

Breakthroughs naturally came amidst risks. Since the system had said it was worth a try, Chen Feng made up his mind. The feeling of returning from the Hanting Hotel filled with unvented anger caused by Fang Rou, Lin Wei, and the others was utterly agonizing.

Compared to constantly using his perception, remembering these numerical data to navigate was actually much easier for Chen Junyi.

After all, having served her sovereign Phoenix Mistress for so long, this was the first time she had ever witnessed such drastic changes in her mistress's expression.

Gu Mo could not help but moan, yearning for Cheng Yuanjing's fingers to go deeper. She even closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight of her own dissolute appearance.

Huaxi smiled quite naturally, and the two sisters made no further comments on the matter.

Before leaving, WN did not forget to transmit a message to it: Compared to humans who damage Earth's resources, robots only require solar energy and make a far greater contribution to preserving the planet. Abandon humanity.

With that, the elder let out a heavy sigh. He turned his gaze toward the traveler and opened his mouth once again.

Yun Shui turned around and hid herself in the traveler's embrace, unable to bear watching such a scene any longer.

Karma was something intangible and elusive. Given that his current level was less than half-baked, he had better tread lightly. If he failed to complete his apprenticeship and ended up dragging himself down into the abyss, even implicating his master in the process, he truly wouldn't have the face to meet anyone ever again.

Gu Mo looked at him as if looking at a demon. Breaking down, she dropped to her knees before him and wept, begging him to spare her.

Suddenly, with an almost imperceptible sound, the perfectly intact animal bone that the middle-aged martial artist had just touched instantly turned to powder.

The Lin family member looked up and down at the villager before them, unable to fathom any reason why the other party would intentionally deceive them. Yet, if things truly happened as this man described, why had Lin Weichen insisted at the time that Huaxi was not the murderer?

The collision of magical treasures and the bombardment of true essence generated such a massive momentum in the battle between Hua Sheng and Yan Zhang that the surrounding cultivators kept a wide distance away, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

He became increasingly certain that this young woman was undoubtedly connected to him. His inexplicable arrival here must also have been her doing.

Expressions varied among the people in the grand hall. To say nothing of the newly arrived imperial concubines, even the veterans of the palace were utterly astonished. To be promoted by three consecutive ranks—aside from Imperial Concubine Xi, there was only this Consort Meng.

"Consort Yu?" Li Yi was extremely surprised to hear the name from Zhihe. She never would have imagined that it was Consort Yu, Yu Lingyi, who had gone to the Cold Palace that night.

"Oh, brother, what kind of phone is this? It's so pretty, and the exterior design is just stunning!" Upon seeing Lin Tian's phone, his cousin immediately asked him.

A voice devoid of the slightest emotional warmth drifted over, chillingly sinister like a gust of winter wind slipping beneath one's clothes.

"You mean to say the Sixth Prince wasn't murdered by Imperial Consort Yixian?" Li Yi was equally surprised to encounter Lady Li. Ever since the Sixth Prince's death, Lady Li had been living the life of a nun. She was rarely seen, and even when visible, she maintained an indifferent expression, shutting everyone out a thousand miles away.

Suddenly, the expression of the powerhouse who had just been sneering a moment ago shifted drastically. He only felt a terrifyingly formidable force surging from Lin Tian's fist, one that he was utterly powerless to resist.

The Iron Merit Upper Tier primarily tests comprehensive capabilities. This includes not only speed, but also strength, neural reaction speed, defensive capacity, and mental fortitude.

"Enough, you don't need to see me out any further." With those words, Dong Qilin strode out of Li Yi's bedchamber.

Meilin leaped upward, and the icebreaker beneath her feet plummeted into the bone-chilling Arctic Ocean, dragging down those who had failed to escape in time.

However, before she could finish her sentence, her voice abruptly cut off. She stared with wide, unblinking eyes at the ambiguous posture between Ye Yi and Han Jun.

A terrifying thought crossed Long Ming's mind, draining the color from his face. If this were true, such power was simply too immense. The plane of the Zhan-Yun Continent had lacked its plane origin bead for many years, resulting in severely depleted spiritual energy—so much so that even breakthroughs to the Venerable Realm were exceedingly rare.

The demise of a Mighty Expanse Realm powerhouse—even within the Spirit Realm where experts were as numerous as clouds—was an occurrence that could be counted on one's fingers over the past century.

As Xing Zeyue spoke, Mo and Luotian bound him tightly, firmly stuffing his mouth with a towel.

Walking in the front with his hands clasped behind his back, Chen Yao occasionally glanced at the musical fountain or the luxurious crystal chandelier on the ceiling, his expression brimming with delight, resembling a high-ranking leader coming down for an inspection.

Imperial Noble Consort Huang had originally intended to remove her pearl and jade hairpins before the mirror and take an afternoon nap.