Volume 1, Chapter 37: Escape with the Spirit Eye Technique!

"Thank you for your mercy, young master. Thank you for sparing my life," he exclaimed aloud, his face overflowing with unconcealed joy.

Unexpectedly, Nie Shiqian grabbed his arm with great tension, asking with a look of deep concern, "What’s wrong? Did you catch a cold?" She appeared exactly like a gentle and virtuous wife.

Su Meng suddenly clutched her stomach and said to Meng Wuci, "My stomach isn't feeling well. Wait for me here!" With that, she dashed straight toward the restroom.

Carrying the mooncake to the window, she looked out as the sky had just begun to darken. A large, though not perfectly round, moon hung in the east.

Caught in the center of the controversy, Yin Yi had no time to browse the internet. She was currently negotiating with the staff at Yusen Entertainment regarding room arrangements alongside her assistant, Chang Xiao.

Following a loud shout from Great Elder Shi Tong, the five people immediately raised their hands high and simultaneously unleashed the Five Elements Formation.

"Hall Master! Hall Master!" Flying to Jing Tang's side, Lin Feng immediately checked his vital signs.

Strangely, the medical equipment and the drugs injected by Ouyang Xun were not for pregnancy maintenance, hemostasis, or blood replenishment, but rather neuro-medications for the brain.

"Damn... you've got to be kidding me, right?" Kaitou Kid caught the subtext in Shui Jianyue's words and gasped, asking.

Never take on extra work, and as for building relationships with colleagues—forget about it. This was a rule Amuro To had repeatedly emphasized during Shui Jianyue’s training, a workplace guideline applicable within the organization.

Gu Sanmei laughed, "With their skills, they can embroider anything." As she spoke, she flicked out a handkerchief. With a snap of her right hand, an embroidery needle appeared between her fingers. Without using an embroidery frame, she gripped the handkerchief tight with her left hand, her right hand darting in and out with the needle. In the time it took to speak two sentences, she had already outlined a leaf.

Reminded by Boss He, everyone realized what was happening and turned their expectant gazes toward Song Tiandong.

"I can feel Yuka’s hard work. Even while being a video blogger and working part-time as a gaming companion, she never let her studies fall behind. Yuka is truly remarkable..." Zhao Yu continued.

He didn't bother saying, "I don't need it," or "Drinking nutrient solution is fine too," because Lu Xiao had already quietly prepared everything for him. If he were to be so oblivious as to refuse, it would only be a mood-killer.

The mounts owned by the people were gripped by terror; regardless of which faction they belonged to, they were all fleeing in every direction, uncontrollable, as if they had caught sight of the heavens themselves.

If not for the heavy responsibilities resting on his shoulders, Zheng Liangcai might have asked for leave today to return home and recuperate.

"Is the meal ready? I'm hungry." Lu Xiao had no intention of staying long; she planned to leave after eating, so she naturally needed to know the progress of lunch.

Indeed, the value of a spirit beast is not something a few potatoes can compare to. To stumble upon one by chance—this luck was truly heaven-defying.

After his legs were crippled, the Third Brother struggled on for a few more years, yet he remained stubborn and sought revenge. On a cold winter day, he had his hands broken, his eyes gouged out, his tongue and ears cut off, and was stripped naked and thrown into the snow, where he froze to death.

Meiqian knew what she had to do, but when she looked back at the person sitting at the very edge of the substitute bench, she hesitated once again.

Then, with a casual shuffle, he organized the deck in his right palm. His left hand moved to the top card, and after rubbing his fingers over it a few times, he snapped his fingers. Instantly, the previously blank card transformed into the Ace of Hearts.

Not only did blood spill from the corner of his mouth, but his skin cracked open, with trickles of blood seeping out.

A roar of fury erupted as the flood dragon leaped from the water, its long body standing upright, and its narrow, elongated eyes shot out fierce, icy glares.

Poison Rose approached Ling Ying and struck. With just a few taps on Ling Ying's body, the assassin-trained girl lost all ability to resist.

After all, it was late at night; no one would open their door if someone knocked. Besides, it was very unsafe here, and it was unclear what kind of enemies might be nearby.

The change was too sudden. Bu Xiaotian could not react in time, and in a moment, a one-body-length gap opened up between him and Zhong Jinyun.

The Huajian Gambling Den protected him with layers upon layers of guards, giving the gamblers who had lost their minds no chance to act.

At this point, Liu Tao was so excited that she was the first to press her voting device. A flash of white light appeared; acting as the mysterious judge, she was the first to cast her score.

Many people left their seats, chatting and laughing. The original purpose of this Sword Appreciation Conference was to gather the young talents of the world, allow everyone to make friends, and help the Murong family build connections.

Cheng Yi looked at the Headmaster with mixed emotions. She had felt cold-hearted when the Headmaster protected Wu Can and Meng Ke, but the fact that the Headmaster had ultimately remained silent and did not intervene again surprised her.

Even though it had already been bound into a soul sphere, it struggled continuously, seemingly desperate to break free from its confinement.

Applying slight pressure to his palm, Mo Wen prepared to snap the opponent's neck. However, at that moment, a flash of pity appeared in the eyes of Zhan Lan, who was standing to the side, and she stepped forward.

If the myth of Ye Qiu’s invincibility could be shattered, the massive reputation he had painstakingly built for the Soso Music website would also suffer a devastating blow.

"Yes!" Wang Zifan did not want to shift his focus to the United States. Occasional business there was fine, but if he threw himself into it entirely, he would sooner or later be targeted. The U.S. government, the bankers, and the Morgan and Rockefeller families were not existences he could challenge at this stage.

Because Emiya Kiritsugu was hidden within the medium of Emiya Shirou’s Noble Phantasm, Avalon, and because the Holy Grail War had begun once more, she was lucky enough to be summoned again.