Volume 1, Chapter 41: Talented Scholars and Beauties Gather Together

This was how the normal process should go. Duwa indeed fit certain people's special "aesthetic": possessing superior special "power", wisdom, and a clean background—he was simply perfect.

"Autumn, how have you been lately? Are your practices going smoothly?" Lee Hyun-hyuk asked Kim Min-jeong—who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Beside them, Wen Yu watched the mother and son; although their words were unsparing toward one another, they spoke their minds freely without reservation.

With Helen and George's consent, Eileen and Gwen began planning their month-long journey.

Although it was unclear why the old geezer Sloan had suddenly acquired such power, the possibility of Cross being utterly annihilated by the Fraternity had long been foreseen in Eileen's divination.

A massive phantom emerged behind Shang, radiating a terrifying aura of death. Fighting at close quarters, Black Scale felt entirely enveloped by death, as countless voices vied to drag him down into the abyss.

The seventeen inherited disciples of Mount Junnan immediately deployed a powerful formation. Lacking sufficient offensive power, they naturally set up a defensive array to withstand the full onslaught of the Witch Spirit clan.

After the gathering ended, Kim Chae-won and the others headed off to a second round. Lee Hyun-hyuk declined, using the excuse that he had things to do tomorrow—and since he genuinely did have matters to attend to the next day, his lies were told with complete confidence.

If Loki himself had been present here, Eileen's attempt to provoke him using psychic fields might not necessarily have worked against him.

Yoo Ji-min, following behind and passing by Lee Hyun-hyuk, was influenced by Kim Min-jeong and impulsively reached out her hand as well, seemingly wanting to do the same with him.

Within the knights' procession, someone carried a large rack bearing the grand prize of this competition: the divine artifact, the Nether Dragon Spear.

No matter how the Goat commanded his invisible treasured sword, he received no response. Panicking at last, he leaped up and lunged directly at Ah Bao.

A sense of dread gripped Rod. Even a deity would not dare to treat Messi's attack with the slightest negligence; he hurriedly dodged backward. The blade grazed his shoulder, and a trail of golden blood slowly welled up.

"Swish!" A dark shadow shot forward like a javelin. The Star-Eater Beast scrambled to evade, yet its body was still fiercely pierced through.

Holding Arsenal to a draw away from home was merely a matter of luck. The team was growing increasingly dependent on Wang Daolong; had he not been present in that match, Parma would undoubtedly have been thrashed to pieces by Arsenal, leaving no possibility of a final draw.

Just at that moment, the assassin Nightingale, finally catching her breath, noticed a strange sound ringing out above her. Looking up in the direction of the noise, she saw that a cone-shaped object condensed from yellow sand had somehow materialized right over her head, sheltering her beneath it.

Videnina already sensed that the situation was turning ominous and hastily led her army to garrison the nearest Dark Wind City, preparing to resist the enemy forces.

Long Yun couldn't be bothered to entertain his complaints; everyone had experienced Shen Huan's endless nagging. The more you engaged with him, the more energized he became, so Long Yun went straight to the point, issuing a direct order for Shen Huan to perform alongside Diao Chan, completely disregarding whether Shen Huan consented or not.

"Recruiting so many? Can they all be accommodated?" Jia Xu naturally understood the large-scale recruitment Long Yun spoke of. Previously, he would first look at academic credentials, and in the case of ancient realms, require specialized skills, carefully selecting only the top tier.

Subsequently, the Master of Illusion Palace asked Fairy Jixuan, "What are Master Jixuan's thoughts?" This was, of course, inquiring about their intention to take Wang Chen away.

Without paying attention, she brushed against Leng Ran, then withdrew her hand to smooth down her handbag. With an air of effortless charm, she walked into the inner chamber on her own accord, acting entirely as if she were returning home, leaving the bewildered and flustered Leng Ran behind.

Since the navy was currently unable to effectively acquire formidable combat prowess through military hardware, could they perhaps enhance the soldiers' combat effectiveness by increasing their allowances?

What kind of international joke was this? This was an extremely dangerous business! To say nothing else, what would they do if the kidnappers killed the hostage?

Both Long Xingyu and Su Jing flashed anger in their eyes, realizing that this person was deliberately making things difficult for them. Yet, unable to vent their frustration, they had to swallow it down, keeping any trace of wrath off their faces.

Han Fei, having to drive, could only stretch his neck backward, straining to hear what this elusive old man had to say.

While everyone was still caught in doubt and suspicion, Mie Jizi unexpectedly and abruptly put away the Nine Dragons Divine Fire罩. Instantly, five floating multicolored radiances appeared—red, yellow, blue, cyan, and white—shining brilliantly and dazzlingly to the eye.

However, anyone carrying a waist token was generally a person of importance; this was common consensus. Thus, after Li Zimu produced his waist token, the clerk became all the more deferential.

Bang! Following a deafening crash, the Silver Dragon's soul let out a pained roar.

He leisurely stepped with shifting paces, completely sidestepping the great sword while evading every attack locked onto him by the opponent's sword qi.

Shen Tingyang had listened to the two men's back-and-forth arguments, realizing there were many matters he had never considered or deeply contemplated. He suddenly regretted making such a rash memorial to the throne, which had provoked this whole affair.