Volume 1, Chapter 26: She Has Been Discovered!

Upon arriving at the airport, I asked him to open a branch for his jewelry company in Shencheng. He agreed, but asked me to handle the issue of finding a storefront.

In fact, at this very moment, when the guitar appeared, everyone sat up straight.

As the forge and industrial system at Fire Feather Mountain began to take shape, the camp’s construction progressed rapidly. The first facilities to be completed were the water supply and bathing areas.

Because Fang Kai had remained obscure, Yas Records decided to leverage the current popularity of short-video traffic to relaunch an outstanding musician.

Meng Tianyu skillfully picked the lock and pushed open the gate. He did not rush inside, however, but instead surveyed everything in the courtyard.

Ever since he and Gu Le'er encountered those four evil soul masters in the Star Dou Great Forest, Tang Yanbing had become completely enamored with the idea of hunting Soul Douluo-level masters or higher, who had a nearly ninety-percent soul bone drop rate. It was far more efficient than hunting soul beasts.

As soon as they emerged, they fell right into the clutches of Lin Yunjie and his companions, who were waiting outside.

Zhang Changxiu felt the house tremble and realized instantly that something was wrong. The moment before had just been a dream, and the roaring sound now was certainly not the sound of wedding firecrackers.

Living in troubled times with a great vendetta hard to settle, Ding Feng could only pin her hopes on Liu Bian. She wanted to seek his help, but Liu Bian’s status was so noble that he was not someone she could simply ask for assistance whenever she wished.

The Tyrant Soul is extremely rare among mutated martial souls, and the conditions required for its formation are incredibly harsh. Unlike innate or acquired martial souls, a Tyrant Soul relies entirely on the martial artist’s own essence, energy, and spirit to nourish and form from its embryonic stage to its birth.

No wonder it was so enraged. If it had successfully transformed into a jiao during its lifetime, it would have become a dragon and possessed a trace of the True Dragon’s aura—that would have been equivalent to a Celestial Master among geomancers! Even in death, it would have become a yin spirit rather than the mere yin ghost it was now.

The three of them tangled together; shadows of spears, palms, fists, and figures intertwined, clashing dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yangyang walked straight into the space gate and vanished. Mei Yangyang stood stunned; as Feng Yangyang passed by her, she seemed to catch a glimpse of the desolation and sorrow in his eyes.

***

With a kind expression and solemn countenance, the ancient Buddha sat cross-legged in the void, looking down at Qin Hong with a faint smile on its face.

The moment Duan Chen channeled his true energy, the long sword erupted with such brilliant light that people could hardly keep their eyes open.

Tongtong was a celestial fetus. Even after becoming a yin ghost, she experienced physical growth almost identical to that of a human, but since she was not human, she underwent physical maturation without the corresponding psychological development.

However, not wanting to reveal anything, Mei Yangyang tried her best to keep up with the main group. Feng Hu and Grey Wolf could only offer forced smiles; in truth, she could have stayed in the White Tiger Palace to look after Xi Yangyang, yet she insisted on coming along.

In this world, apart from myself, only Nangong practices Witch Qi. Of course, the evil spirit priest might as well, but his cultivation level is so high that I cannot discern what power he uses. When I asked him, he was vague, so it remains uncertain whether he truly practices Witch Qi.

The title "Sister" came about later that evening; when Mengqi heard them calling her "Senior" again, she finally told them that calling her "Sister" would be enough.

Su Hanchu couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind and let her knead her shoulders. Her whole body ached; she remembered fainting last night, which was embarrassing enough to think about.

However, his words only made Han Muxue more curious. But seeing Jiang Caijun’s expression, she knew he wouldn't tell her even if she asked.

He looked at Muxiang with eager, pitiful eyes that made her heart soften.

Thinking that there would certainly be drinking later, Su Hanchu quietly slipped an anti-hangover pill to Jun Moye, signaling him to take it.

Traces left by the heroes of the martial world are rare enough, let alone those of the Sword Saint Xie Linyuan, who is as elusive as a dragon.

As the cold liquid flowed down her throat into her heart, Fang Tong realized that her emotions were unstable.

A deep kiss, filled with heart-palpitating tenderness, left her unable to think. She could only clutch his lapels and surrender to his demands.

***

Ye Jinglan leaned down, released her hands, and held her firmly in his arms, yet he refused to cease his movements.

Muxiang was conflicted. The trauma from her original family was too deep; she found it impossible to believe that someone could be wholeheartedly good to her.

Yun Qixi sat restlessly in her room for a long time before finally getting up and heading toward Su Yuwan’s room.

The Stallion Automobile factory occupied a massive area of thirty square kilometers. Currently, less than a tenth was in use, with the rest being nothing but grassland.

Back when they were just having fun, they loved to upload photos of their experiences—gatherings with friends or group trips abroad—to the internet, as it made them easier to preserve.

When Sherman was defeated, there was still George Dewey to look forward to. Now that George Dewey had also lost, who else was there? They couldn't exactly have Grant take up the mantle again.

"Want to hear the mother-in-law's exact words?" The man sitting opposite raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with wickedness.

One piece of good news was that Bai Qi still had enough time to resolve the problem. Li Mu would not let Yan Shun into the Qing Empire in the short term, and even if he did come, he wouldn't rebel immediately; he would need to find a suitable excuse. Bai Qi had ample time to reform these people.

When I opened the door to leave, Bo Yin was closing his eyes slightly. I walked over and sat beside him, noticing that the side of his ear was slightly red. Was he blushing?

In mid-January, Arthur invited Li Mu to visit the headquarters of the American Professional Football League in New York.

Bai Yi spoke with sincerity; in fact, he had been holding these thoughts inside for days. When he first assembled the train’s anti-aircraft gun system, Bai Yi hadn't thought much of it, believing only that by mounting everything usable, he could achieve maximum combat efficiency.