Volume 1, Chapter 40: Heaven's Favor, Sending Xiangzhu to His Side

Seeing Mo Ming draw his sword, Yue Lanqi’s gaze shifted suddenly. Her mind involuntarily drifted back to their first encounter; it was that very sword that had led to the current impasse, and her feelings grew complex.

His wife wanted to say that their child had also been taken, but Gongsun Mu could only close his eyes and shake his head in helplessness.

"Heh, as I said, Your Highness. To have friends visit from afar is truly a joy. I am delighted! Lady Hua, if you wish to sit today, please take your place." Yan Qing’s words stirred a thousand waves.

"Stop bragging! Look at yourself—a unit commander, not at the company headquarters, yet you’re out here fishing? What if the unit needs to mobilize?" Hu Changgui scolded Hu Bin from the side.

Though the skirmishes were frequent, the number of participants was small, with even the largest engagement involving no more than two or three hundred people.

Taking an occasional break to let one’s mind rest for a while would surely increase efficiency for future work.

Lei Hao had long known how much resistance he would face, so he had cornered everyone into a position where they had no choice but to enter the fray. Armed with knowledge of the future, he had waited until now to reveal his hand; if his plan still failed, he might as well retire early.

The lead Paladin was shocked to see Zhou Donglin and his group ignore them entirely and flee, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself in confusion.

The first six jade palaces each had their own unique features, showcasing the grandeur of the Dongxuan Sect. But what, then, was contained within the seventh?

"Do you have anything else to offer as collateral, perhaps gold, silver, or treasures?" Hu Bin asked Stalin this time.

Although Luo Tianhua had forged six or seven origin beads of various elements, he knew these beads would place certain limitations on the user’s development after attaining sainthood. Therefore, he dared not use them on Alisa rashly. Instead, he continued to cultivate her with various rare treasures, reinforcing her foundation and deepening her accumulation day by day.

"Brother Liang, you finally came! You scared me to death just now! I thought you’d been caught and were going to be deported! How did you convince the police to let you go?" Xibiao had been waiting at the entrance of their pre-arranged convenience store, anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Seeing Cheng Weiliang finally appear, he rushed over, overjoyed.

Two vivid streaks of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, fueled by a despair and madness he had never known before. Such profound despair had almost never manifested in him since he gained control of the Ancient Demon God Pagoda, for no one had ever pushed him to such an extreme.

Spring arrived late this year. The Beginning of Spring did not fall until the tenth day of the first lunar month, and even afterward, the weather remained as cold as winter. After the Lantern Festival, there was even another snowfall, with no sign of spring returning to the earth at all. It wasn't until the first lunar month had passed that the weather finally showed signs of warming, and the ice and snow began to slowly melt.

After resting and moving about for a while, once the pain in his body subsided, he immediately began preparing for his second test flight.

A faint smile touched Pan Rui’s lips as she drank cup after cup with Sun Yingying, all the while feeding her a dose of her exclusive "chicken soup for the lovelorn soul." To the heartbroken Sun Yingying, however, it felt like arsenic.

Wu Yong followed this line of thought and, letting his imagination run wild, suggested that they could recruit various bandits along the way. This would rapidly swell their ranks while securing money and grain—a double gain of manpower and resources.

In this entertainment industry, even those with professional training rarely land a lead role right out of the gate; that is almost unrealistic.

Wang Chao had not expected that while Han Dao did possess astonishing strength in certain areas, the Second Master was not trying to desperately win him over. In truth, not to mention the Second Master, even the entire Wang family likely lacked the standing to recruit a master of the Golden Core stage, let alone nine of them.

Renowned superstars—such as George Lam, Roman Tam, Jenny Tseng, and Liza Wang—still maintained their dignity and would not lower themselves, but the younger ones were already restless and eager to try.

It would be troublesome if those people refused to give up, cornering Xia Qingxin and pestering her with endless questions.

Meilin had only just mentioned cutting some fruit for Yun Ziqin to snack on when Lu Yunque emerged carrying a platter of fruit.

The "Spend at Will" off-road vehicle following the Ferrari Enzo maintained a perfectly consistent distance from the car ahead, though the atmosphere inside was far less leisurely than it appeared from the outside.

But for now, they had to provide protection; at the very least, they could not give the Jiang family an opportunity to strike openly.

Chen Simin was awakened by a frantic phone call and answered it reluctantly.

Newcomer perks only came once. If she wanted to choose an SSR again, she would have to personally arrive in the Magic City to set up an entrance. Xia Qingxin was giving up a chance at glory, wealth, and a meteoric rise.

The man wore brocade robes, a style he had designed himself, more exquisite and ornate than ordinary clothing. Dressed in a long white gown, the fabric complemented his fair skin, lending him a fresh and refined aura.

Because Xia Zhiyun’s complexion was clearly poor, Xia Jiaojiao swallowed her complaints.

Wang Ning walked out of the county office, looking at the pompous Zhao Yuanbai with a face full of confusion, unable to fathom what had just happened.

In fact, she had practiced the routine fifteen or twenty times under Sister Wang’s guidance, fearing she might overlook some detail.

Ouyang Ke let out an "Ouch" but did not dodge. With a gentle turn of his folding fan, he caught the silver needle on the dark surface of the fan with a "ding," instantly deflecting it away. After repelling the needle, the fan did not pause, spinning instead toward Cheng Lingsu’s head.

However, the density of the living dead was greater than expected. Even though many had already emerged and the crowd had thinned over time, contact was still unavoidable.

Loi Hart and Lance sat in a quiet corner, silently recovering their strength.

Lenalee summoned her Innocence, snatched Kanda from the middle of the gunfire, and placed him on the ground. She glared at me angrily; though somewhat cute, it was a pity I found no charm in her.

Seeing this, Zhang Biwu couldn't help but look back and spot Qin Huaiyu watching him from behind the door. He understood—the Gecko was interested in Qin Huaiyu.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? What can you do to me?" the leader of the Truth Sect responded noncommittally.

Wang Yun’s *Spider-Man* had always been the focus of all Hollywood media and filmmakers, let alone the fans. The production schedule had always been transparent, and the news that the filming was complete and moving into special effects composition quickly spread throughout Hollywood, and then across the United States and the world.