Chapter 37: The Illusion

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The bombing zone had a diameter of one kilometer, perfectly engulfing the entire city of P. Chu Sheng and Chen Siqi were running far away, watching as bombs fell from the sky, kicking up waves of fire.
More importantly, Chen Chong’s unexpected ascent into the high sky had completely disrupted his subsequent plans. Furthermore, the gaze the other man cast toward him filled him with a sense of unease.
After Alibaba acquired Youku and Ku6, Jack Ma and his party arrived at the Youku headquarters in Beijing.
After brief deliberation, Wu Sheng ultimately decided to head directly into the depths of the Dragon Abyss. He disliked being overly passive, and he wanted to see what the manifestation of the dragon veins in the Penglai Realm truly looked like.
On March 7th, after Ye Qin secured the men's 60-meter title at the World Indoor Championships, the morale of the Chinese track and field team soared. Ye Qin’s performance on the 60-meter track gave everyone incomparable confidence.
Never having imagined such a thing would happen after losing consciousness, Philip’s eyes instantly radiated intense panic.
However, Chen Chong could not afford to focus on these things; instead, he kept his gaze subtle, occasionally using his peripheral vision to size up Si Chengxiu, who was to the left of Xing Zhan.
After leaving the Olympic Stadium, Ye Qin, accompanied by Yu Weili and joined by coaches like Yang Yaozu and Yuan Mingfu, returned to the Chinese delegation's quarters.
The Golden Puppet held a large shield in one hand and a great axe in the other, while the Flying Golden Corpse brandished an iron spear, crashing fiercely into the Zaochi army formation.
Meanwhile, in the Luoyang Palace, Qin Buyi looked at the memorial in his hands and burst into laughter, filling the solemn and dignified hall with loud chatter and amusement.
Upon hearing the news of the upcoming wedding, Ren Jingshu began addressing him as "husband." Although Zhong Ming felt it was a bit premature, he reconsidered that they had already consummated their relationship, so he did not make her change how she addressed him.

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However, what did desperate fighting matter? The young mistress was not one to be easily intimidated. With a shout of "Come on then, do you think I’m afraid of you?", Cen Qiuli smashed it down anyway.
Moreover, there was a rather coincidental detail: someone dug up that the academic counselor for Su Miaomiao and the other freshmen was a relative of a senior executive at a Zhou family company. It really takes a dedicated netizen to uncover such convoluted connections, and once revealed, the matter of the transcript suddenly seemed far from ordinary.
"By the way, my strange fire has become very calm, as if it has completely merged with me. What is going on?" Mo Ran suddenly asked.
He Xiaoqi felt awkward. After glancing at him twice and seeing his attitude, she did not move any closer. Since she was familiar with Gu Zixi, she turned to chat with him instead.
For some reason, looking at Feng Chengjin’s eyes—which had lit up ever since he learned she had wanted to marry him back then—she felt that every time he mentioned her impulsive marriage, he was laughing at her for being too impatient.
In fact, the moment Ruhu decided to teach the Xu family how to make gloves, she could have predicted this situation. After all, expecting the Xu family to keep their promise and supply gloves only to the imperial household was impossible.
"Yes, Erlang understands!" Jiang Erlang had words of gratitude on the tip of his tongue, but he decided to express them through concrete actions instead; otherwise, words without follow-through were just empty promises.
This was a four-star luxury resort with many outdoor sports venues and facilities. According to what Mu Sha told him that day, there would likely be activities such as golf, hot springs, Texas hold 'em, or outdoor adventures.
Fan Chen was not in a hurry to enter the arena. Facing the Huayang Sect, he suddenly did something that made everyone’s jaws drop: he pointed his index finger at the Huayang Sect, then retracted it and held up his middle finger.
In the distance, the river continued to flow, the sound of the water carrying to the peaks, with flickering fishing lights on the river. Someone on the river began singing an unknown fisherman’s song. As Xiong Ti listened, he felt deeply moved; he knew this was the Jianghu.
As soon as the meeting began, the newcomer Juyan started chiming in just like the previous arguments, leaving Stone feeling dizzy and overwhelmed.

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No sooner had Kun Yi De Guang left Yun Mountain than Zhang Guolao, Lü Dongbin, Tie Guaili, Han Zhongli, and the leaders of the six mountains arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Over there, Huo Feng and Huizi were locked in a fierce struggle. Xiong Ti noticed that all of Huo Feng’s moves seemed to be countered by Huizi. Huizi clearly understood every technique of Huo Feng’s martial arts, and the blade techniques she used were specifically designed to suppress him. Huo Feng was seized by terror, unable to fathom the reason.
Opening a spatial rift was a difficult task, but if the combined power of the entire Lingyun Realm were gathered, it would not be impossible.
Young Master Mo did not make things difficult for them; he ordered his archers to clear a path and let them retreat.
"Lü Yang-sumnida, our Universe Team will not abandon any of its members." 'Korean Dragon' chuckled, though he seemed somewhat lacking in confidence.
Early the next morning, while the sky was still dim, a clamor erupted in Stuart City. Immediately, the drawbridge was lowered, the city gates swung open, and the troops filed out one by one, moving in a formation around the city. From a distance, the momentum was quite spectacular.
"Who’s there!? If you don't come out, I'm coming in!" Lü Yang slowly backed toward the bed, felt for his fist blades, and slipped them onto his hands.
As they neared the Old Matriarch’s quarters, Concubine Qi felt restless. Wen Yuzhi thought her elder sister was truly detestable, trying to drag her into this mess with just a few words—what she called "pleading for mercy" was, in reality, a threat. She glanced at the other woman’s subtle smile and secretly gritted her teeth; if it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse, but if it was a curse, there was no escaping it.
The intruder was none other than the Spirit Emperor Lion that had previously fought a fierce battle with the Great Elder Hua Tian. Its aura was now extremely withered, its state less than one-tenth of its peak.