Volume 1, Chapter 22: So Delicious!

"What should I do? They're here, they're here!" Yoona felt incredibly flustered; she had no idea who her imaginary husband was, and the production team hadn't given her a clue.

Startled by the sound of the door opening, Mei Mei looked back and realized a man had entered the bathroom. She hurriedly submerged herself to hide her body.

It wasn't just the Tiger Clan demon king who was shocked and dumbfounded; even Xue Changfeng felt the same. He had always heard that Chen Fan was heaven-defying and could not be judged by conventional logic, but this time, he truly realized the extent of it.

"Truth-Seeking Ball barrier!" Yet, facing the magma and sword blades attacking from all directions, Zhan Na remained completely unmoved, his handsome, indifferent expression unchanged.

Cities built of steel and concrete are filled with all kinds of desires—for money, lust, and power—that dazzle the eyes and cloud the mind. In such an environment overflowing with materialism, one might, if not careful, be ruined forever, falling into a bottomless abyss of sin.

Watching Peng Fei leave, Jing Xiang returned to her bedroom, tidied up the traces of the previous day, and then went to the room next door.

Chen Nuo’s wedding was quite large and rather special, so the invitations naturally needed to be sent out two months in advance. This would provide enough time to confirm the guest list and arrange the banquet.

"You are refining a physical body, not researching ammunition. Can a failure really cause such a massive explosion?" Li Tianchen asked.

He had only suggested the spar on a whim because he saw that Tang Feng’s skills were decent; for that very reason, the act of sparring itself was the main point.

Lu Mingxuan breathed a small sigh of relief and stopped worrying about entering the palace. Thinking about it now was useless anyway; she would just have to deal with whatever came her way when the time arrived and prepare for the worst.

"Ling'er, according to Senior Gushu, if you want to remove the poison of the Life-Devouring Heavenly Demon Pill, you need to shed your clothes," Shen Aotian said slowly.

With the Five-Vein Holy Power in the lead and the attacks of the Holy Sword and the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe following behind, these three strikes immediately caused the old monk Fahua’s expression to change drastically.

Wang Zhangzhu put on her pajamas under the quilt and stepped softly toward Su Yanchi. When Su Yanchi, with his delicate features, was asleep with his eyes closed, he looked as beautiful as a figure in a painting. Wang Zhangzhu watched him, smiling unconsciously as she gently draped the blanket she had brought over him.

Timoshenko first flattered Stalin to get into his good graces, then took a sharp turn to present the difficult problem, hoping to avoid Stalin's anger.

Lu Mingxuan couldn't help but wonder to herself, what exactly was Brother Ling plotting? But wonder as she might, she could vaguely guess Ling Mengqi's intentions, though she refused to think about it too deeply.

"At least until everyone has forgotten about this. Ten years, or perhaps twenty," Fu Lang said, gently rubbing Fu Li’s head.

The process of Old Master Xu taking Wang Zhangzhu's pulse felt long, leaving her feeling anxious. Feeling Chu Huandong’s warm, dry hand holding hers made her heart settle.

"Fox..." Yin Cheng rested his head on Feidian’s chest, his voice grave yet heavy with intense desire, as if time had returned to ten years ago when he was still that young boy.

Seeing Zhan Yue’s indifferent attitude, Tom and the others finally let their hearts, which had been in their throats, return to their rightful places.

Jun Linchu also noticed him staring at Ye Zhen with heated intensity. He frowned, a surge of anger rising within him, and shouted sternly, "Second brother." Jun Shaonian embarrassedly withdrew his gaze, pretending to be nonchalant as he pressed a fist to his lips and coughed, clearly awkward.

After a moment of stunned silence, the senior brother waved his large sleeve and sat back in his seat, resuming his work of physiognomy and fortune-telling.

"A few people from Macau are causing trouble at the South Sea venue; you need to go help me settle it. I can't get away myself," Situ Junlong said.

Er Leng didn't stand on ceremony either; with a flap of his wings, he vanished from the spot, while the body of the Mirage gradually turned transparent—whether it had left or not, no one knew.

"It seems we were set up. I heard it’s because our army possessed some magical item that allows for seamless long-distance communication, which is why the scout had the chance to report the enemy's ambush plan before he died." Shen Yun hadn't heard the details clearly, but even this was enough to shock Xuanyuan Muxia.

His soul was constantly being replenished, and the power flowing from the bracelet was gradually refined into his own, his aura growing stronger by the moment.

"Likewise. To be able to pester someone for so long, your upbringing isn't much better than mine," Liu Yun said, his delicate face contrasting with his sharp tongue.

"This matter will be explained to you when you see your grandmaster." Chen You knew that Qi Ming had already met Ye Fu; he dodged the question whenever possible. After all, he was only a remnant soul with little time left, and he couldn't be bothered to explain such complex issues.

Seeing the white-haired young man walking down step by step, Peris, originally full of fighting spirit, instantly deflated. She had great confidence in herself, but that confidence was limited to facing other Transcendentals.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Ge Qing and the others could only shake their heads with bitter smiles. The Big Circle Gang chose to develop overseas; although the competition was fiercer than within China, the restrictions were far fewer.

Wang Qinghou had originally come to look for Jue Yue. He had learned from Ying Sheng that Jue Yue was here, and he found it strange that Jue Yue had been here for several days without coming to see him, and was never around when he went to look for him. He found it increasingly odd, so he came again today.

Of course he knew he had returned too late. If he had come back a moment earlier, perhaps this situation wouldn't have occurred. What remained on the ground were all his former junior brothers.

He had thought that every effort would be rewarded, but after persisting for so many years without results, she remained unmoved. How could he not be disheartened?

At the very instant the golden light merged into the crystal ball, the four phantom images shifting within it stopped flickering. They quickly returned to their respective positions they were meant to guard and let out a simultaneous roar.

The most powerful force in the Zhenwu Star Domain was, naturally, the Zhenwu Sect. It was the undisputed number one sect, with countless experts among its ranks, having even birthed powerhouses at the peak of the Martial Emperor level.

However, they weren't entirely sure just how strong this existence that had traversed time and space truly was. They all simply felt that if this person were an ally rather than an enemy, as long as he had been willing to intervene just now, even the "Heavenly Derivation" of the Demon God's Nine Transformations could have been easily wiped out.

It was mainly distributed to the entry-level employees wearing dark blue uniforms—roughly twenty or thirty of them. They were standing at the very back, and at a glance, their complexions didn't look as nourished as those in the front row.