Volume 1, Chapter 33: No One Shall Ever Lay a Hand on Her Again!

Jiang Yu’s breath hitched. A startling idea flashed through his mind, his eyes brightened instantly, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.

Outside, Hun Daozi stared fiercely at a spot below. In truth, he had not discovered the grain of sand; he had merely sensed an anomaly, though he could not fathom the cause.

Wu Kongling’s face began to twitch slightly, and Lu Fan could see an icy blue hue surging slowly up along her meridians.

Yet, upon hearing this final sound of heavenly thunder, he seemed to glimpse a sliver of hope, for it meant that Yiyi’s heavenly tribulation was finally coming to an end.

An overbearing pressure whistled through the air, enshrouding the entire Liuyun Island. In an instant, the vast island fell into a deathly silence.

However, the current situation was beyond Nuomin’s control. The only thing she could do now was pray to Tengri, hoping that Li Yuntian would win the match while praying that Halbala would not be too severely injured.

Meng Nan stood with his hands behind his back. Before him, eighteen youths, eager for knowledge, sat cross-legged on the ground.

Sui Feifei covered her mouth and giggled. In her eyes, Lin Haotian and Yun Yuhan were like a pair of bickering lovers, perfectly matched. At this thought, the smile on her face froze. If Lin Haotian and Yun Yuhan were a pair, would there be any place for her? Sui Feifei’s mood turned despondent once more.

"Your Highness, according to the information we have gathered, Richard has likely conceded," a middle-aged man standing before Lisa said with a smile. He was one of the elders of the Alder family, handpicked by Lisa, and was one of her staunchest loyalists.

Meng Nan’s heart hammered like a frantic drum, thumping so loudly it felt as if it might leap from his chest. A sudden tremor washed over his body.

Seeing Li Wuyi in such a state, Li Wuyi hurriedly moved a few steps away, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

"Hey, wait!" Before Estelle, who had just realized what was happening, could finish her sentence, the man had already vanished.

"Extraction successful! Ninety seconds remaining before the energy loses equilibrium. Please choose the next rod carefully." The voice of the relic of inheritance trembled slightly; one could tell that the soul within this machine was actually capable of fear.

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In the previous trial, Quan Jiuxing had no choice but to lead the cultivators of the two sects into the sphere, leaving Wang Lang alone to guard the exterior. From time to time, he would cast worried glances at the massive shadow in the sky behind them, his heart trembling with dread.

Sheng Changning finally raised her head. Seeing the people below with their heads bowed in silence, a smile spread across her lips.

Xu Tian spoke as he walked toward the man, while the man retreated, always maintaining a distance of five hundred meters from him.

Sheng Changning felt that since her rebirth, she had become exceptionally protective of her own life. Furthermore, now that she had someone in her heart, she wanted to accompany him to see all the scenery in the world; how could she not treasure her life?

Facing Shen Yue’s concerned gaze, Sheng Changning withdrew her eyes and looked down at the table full of food before her.

He Peng held a hand of mahjong tiles: a ten-thousand, a nine-thousand, a pair of West Winds, as well as a one, four, and seven of bamboo, and two, six, and nine of characters.

She tasted the food delicately, and upon regaining her composure, she met Shen Yue’s smiling eyes. Seeing the maids with their heads bowed, she glared at him.

Li Daming rubbed his nose, scanned his surroundings, and turned to look at the man in the suit with confusion.

Entering the hall, Feng Wuchen introduced the identity of Feng Yuanli to the others. The crowd was stunned, as if struck by lightning. Later, when they heard Feng Yuanli say that Feng Wuchen was now the head of the entire Feng family, they were completely dumbfounded, their very souls rattled.

Li Daming was also weighing his options. He felt a twinge of regret—regret that he hadn't seized the opportunity earlier to take Song Qi’s wretched life.

Not only were there several bumps on his head, but there were also red welts on his arms from the wooden staff.

"That is certainly true. But Master Qian, how is it that I never noticed you had so many tricks up your sleeve?" Li Goudan twitched his mouth, feeling somewhat helpless.

"What exactly is going on?" Chen Rui’s expression changed drastically, fearing something had gone wrong within his own body.

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Yet, as time passed, she gradually found herself unable to cope. In the years when her family was struggling the most, he would still come by like a vampire to demand money, and if he didn't get it, he would cause such a scene that everyone in the neighborhood would know about it before he was satisfied.

"Now!" Hua Qiu seized the moment, exerted a little force, and tossed a marble-like sphere toward Chen Rui’s chest.

The stall owner looked visibly embarrassed by this comment. "Are you here to buy antiques or not? Everything I have here is authentic. If you aren't buying, then we have no business to discuss."

"Hehe, I really didn't mean it. It really isn't my fault." Han Xiao laughed, pretending to pull his hand away. However, he dared not use too much force; the way he pulled without being able to break free made it look as if he were deliberately taking liberties with her.

Song Zheng smiled slightly, his demeanor gentle and harmonious. The aggressiveness from moments ago vanished instantly. He pulled a few sheets of paper from his pocket, bound by a chain, and presented them to Yun Zhen.

Shortly after, he arrived at the entrance of Zixuan Plaza and gave the driver five hundred yuan, realizing the driver had taken several shortcuts and wanting to tip such a helpful man.

The scene of the fierce battle suddenly fell silent. The transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness was like the contrast between the blood on the ground and the white snow on the trees—two polar opposites.

Upon approaching within a hundred meters, Song Zheng used his perception to check, finding no energy fluctuations on the corpses. He relaxed slightly.

The garden faced the back door of the Shangri-La Hotel, but there was also a spiral staircase leading directly to the second floor. At that moment, a red carpet was laid out on the stairs, and Xu Rui and a foreign woman were descending.