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The Cold Pool Palace was not easy to find. Xu Hanyan led her maid through the corridors connecting the scattered palaces, and after wandering through countless small alleys, she finally located it.

Sometimes, when the front-row seats were already occupied by earlier males, Lucius and his companions would not bother to compete for them.

This sect specialized in sensory perception, ocular arts, and insight, allowing them to detect an enemy's weaknesses and deliver a fatal strike.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shang Xin grabbed burning charcoal and flicked it toward the grand tent. A fire erupted, deepening the confusion. Soldiers rushed to fetch water to extinguish the flames, causing steam to billow and obscuring everyone's vision. Amidst this brief turmoil, Shang Xin muttered an incantation, and a grayish-white mist drifted from the food box toward the grand tent.

Chen Shouzhuo was taken aback, scanning his surroundings, yet he could perceive nothing—neither the arrival nor the departure of the intruder.

Of these thirty-one Rong tribe suicide operatives, twenty-five had actually been discovered by the Supreme Dao long ago.

Jiang Yue even felt a sudden urge to challenge the great tiger; the mere thought of hunting a magnificent, striped beast with a single arrow made his heart race.

Qin Ming heard from Master Su that the key ingredients for the "Marrow Cleansing Pill" required specimens at least fifty years old to be considered medicinal.

Chen Tianlai had met with his cousin, He Changlin, the previous night. Only then did he learn that Shen Nanxing's brother, Shen Zhihong, was under secret investigation by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

No one answered him; the assailant had even tossed the slingshot into the vegetable patch as if it were trash.

Shortly after, the first round of drills concluded. Daoist Huazhu voluntarily stepped out of the formation, allowing Yuan Futong to join. Yuan Futong did not refuse this gesture of goodwill; after expressing his thanks, he joined the formation without hesitation.

Perfected Lord Xuanye remained as calm and indifferent as ever, appearing unbothered by Elder Xuanji's defeat. While Xiao Yinjian secretly admired this, he raised the standing of Perfected Lord Xuanye in his heart even higher.

Qingya clapped her hands in approval. The gloomy atmosphere in the courtyard dissipated significantly due to this banter, and everyone, subconsciously avoiding the subject of Zhou Liangyu's beating, joined in on the conversation.

Han Feng was horrified, for he saw on the screen that Li Shanshan had "floated" out from behind the pirate.

*Phooey, phooey.* The word "death" flashed through her mind, and Liu Meibao felt a sense of revulsion. She hurriedly spat a few times and muttered, "No offense intended," before she felt slightly at ease.

Brother Han Feng’s embrace truly made her feel incredibly secure. It was like a harbor from the storm; staying there, she felt there was nothing left to worry about—a profound sense of safety.

"That's enough. Whether you're in a good mood or not has nothing to do with me. I've had the drink, so don't bother me. I'm going to take a shower." After finishing the drink, Wu Qizun casually placed the glass on the table and headed toward the bathroom.

Lin Chaofeng, who had previously dismissed the conventional weapons of ordinary people, was now pale with terror and hurriedly signaled for Hanshuang to fly away on their swords. Before they could even gain speed, the missile caught up to them, detonating with a thunderous roar right beside them.

The person who suddenly jumped out to accuse Wei Zheng was Cheng Yaojin, for among those Wei Zheng had impeached was Cheng Yaojin's own son, Cheng Chumo.

At this age, looks no longer mattered much; during auditions, there was a greater emphasis on demonstrating a professional attitude toward the craft of acting.

Wan Sanqian said confidently, "We are currently playing a life-or-death game of chess against Liu Jin; one wrong move, and we are wiped out."

He pondered for a moment, carefully recalling the records of the Great Emperors in ancient texts. He racked his brains until, finally, his eyes lit up.

The eldest sister stared blankly at the ceiling. After all, they had already kissed, but without a proper proposal, she felt as if this romance lacked something essential.