Volume 1, Chapter 65: The young master has already breathed his last; let us lay him to rest as soon as possible.

"A... water snake?" I stared blankly for a long time, looking down at the snake body that was over a meter long on the ground, and couldn't help feeling awkward. So it really was a water snake. Generally speaking, water snakes are non-venomous, which meant my defensive reaction had been completely unnecessary.

The man's implication was crystal clear: if Boss Cui were to choose any other mystic domain, his soul domain would sooner or later hunt Boss Cui down, take his primordial soul to forge a sword, but if Boss Cui chose their soul domain, things would be entirely different.

The disparity in strength between the two was vividly displayed at this moment. The Monarch of Departing Spirits' methods were able to completely suppress Cai Xiaoyun, which was well within Zheng Chen's expectations.

Before Sun Qian even fully registered that his opponent's arm had been severed, he felt a fierce surge of wind rushing toward his chest. He saw the man use his remaining hand to strike straight at Sun Qian's face. Sun Qian hurriedly dropped his severed arm and raised both hands to block.

"What if I don't rely on connections? What kind of students are you looking for?" Sun Qian continued to ask.

His methods were vicious and his blows ruthless; with a single sweep of the dagger, he cleanly severed the man's arm right at the root.

During her university days, she shared a dorm with An, who was like a cheerful lark and the life of the party for everyone.

"Cut the goddamn crap. Do you really think I won't blow your brains out with a single shot?" The gunman never expected that his hostage would show not a shred of fear and would even dare to negotiate with him. Agitated, the gunman pressed the muzzle of the gun repeatedly against Sun Qian's forehead. Having a gun pointed at his head infuriated Sun Qian—it made him furious. The feeling of having a firearm aimed at one's head was truly wretched.

"...To me, the outside world is merely a larger cage. As long as the shackles within my heart remain unreleased, it makes no difference where I am," the prisoner inside said.

Those who had never heard of it looked on in bewilderment, while those who knew of its reputation all turned pale. None of them had expected that this auction would feature the legendary cursed blade.

After entering the Whampoa Military Academy, Liu Mu came to a profound realization: if you want the horse to run, you must first make sure it is well-fed.

As the crown prince of Great Han, he lacked nothing and naturally had no need to busy himself with such trivial matters, yet he fully understood how to "show consideration" for his soldiers.

When Wuxin caught sight of the several cold glints flying from Luan Sheng's hand, a bad premonition arose instantly in his heart. He had not expected Luan Sheng to resort to hidden weapons yet again; scumbags will always remain scumbags.

Wuyue was well aware that to enlist someone like Bai Xue, force could never be an option; only by appealing to emotion and reasoning could one hope to succeed. Moreover, having Grandpa Turtle initiate the request would be far more persuasive than Bai Xue volunteering it herself.

The once high-spirited Divine Dragon Special Forces suffered a massive blow to their morale, each of them harboring deep resentment. To them, defeat was nothing short of humiliation.

"It's the same spot as before. Go ahead and choose for yourselves. Surely you don't need me to lead you there, do you?" Elder Qi asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Hua Cong's melancholic appearance, Chen Li felt a pang of sympathy and called him over as well.

Not only had they acquired Xiao Ran with his top-tier attributes, but they had also received several others with single attributes. One could easily imagine the generous rewards the sect would bestow upon him upon his return.

Li Guyu, however, very familiarly retrieved the keys from his pocket. As she did so, her hand was separated from Cao Jianhua's undershirt by only a single layer of fabric, and they could both distinctly feel each other's body warmth.

Strictly speaking, Mei'er was not an absolute peerless beauty. At least the Empress surpassed Mei'er in certain aspects of both figure and appearance.

Huangfu Rou happened to arrive just in time to witness this scene. Although this was Ziqian's first time injuring someone, it was not his first time resorting to physical force; back at the estate, he had once sparred with Qingyou. Yet looking at his current calm demeanor, he truly looked identical to Xing Tianyao.

Shen Minglei sat next to Lin Chuxia, so the two sisters wouldn't feel lonely, and the Imperial Noble Consort had also arrived.

"After wandering and turning in circles all my life, why do I feel like they wasted far too much time!" The opposite of love is hate. She had always believed that Auntie Huo loved her husband so deeply that she simply could not accept his departure and his finding someone else, leading to the devastating blow that caused her to become like that.

Ding Jiuxi possessed absolute self-confidence. Even with someone harboring ulterior motives offering unearned favors, she believed she could take charge of the situation, so she went along with a wait-and-see attitude.

Remembering that this was not the first time Prince Anjie had emphasized this address, Sheng Mingzhu simply acknowledged it and instructed Shiyi to fetch some fragrant bait to place in the censer.

She had not anticipated that A Cai would be so excited. Though she originally had no desire to dress up, seeing how thrilled the other person was, she was reluctant to dampen her spirits. Beauty or ugliness alike, it was merely a physical shell. Now that she was blind, whether she wore makeup or not made no difference at all.

The rain outside the window continued to fall incessantly. When Xuanche held an umbrella for Ding Jiuxi at the doorway, she felt as though the rain wasn't quite so detestable after all.

"Yes, subordinates understand," the two answered in unison with solemn expressions. The tension at the scene could be described as reaching its absolute breaking point.

Before Feng Jianqiang could even react, two thugs grabbed him and fiercely delivered a flurry of punches.

Accompanied by a screeching sound of harsh friction, a speeding luxury car came to a halt right at the entrance of Jinyao Workshop.

"I witnessed this with my own eyes today, yet this verdict is truly 'fair'!" That person shook his head incessantly after speaking. Zhou Cang and the others, who had accompanied Liu Wang, found it all immensely bizarre; where on earth was the logic in punishing the plaintiff and the defendant alike?

Being quite bold, he casually plucked a Chinese cabbage from the vegetable field, took a bite of it raw, and was immediately met with a crisp, refreshing sensation that left a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

Even more shocking was that Xiao Feng stood unfazed right where he was, coldly watching Muramasa Hontada across from him.

At this moment, the Demonic Night Black Tiger was merged with Fuxi; whatever pressure Fuxi bore, it bore as well. At this point, speaking was out of the question—merely managing to keep from losing consciousness due to the excruciating pain was already a remarkable feat.

Watching Ao Jianfeng's movements, a faint glimmer flickered in the eyes of the generals who remained behind to hold the fort, and they subconsciously clenched their fists.

"Surrender willingly, or don't blame us for being ruthless!" Qin Shou took a deep breath and said as he gazed at Ye Chen. He had to acknowledge those unwritten rules: only the truly powerful could afford to disregard them. Since Ye Chen dared to instantly kill Xuanyuan Bufan in broad daylight, he naturally possessed a certain level of confidence; otherwise, he would never have acted with such unbridled audacity.

A village head is the master of a village, and a soldier is merely a gate guard. Whatever the village head says is right, and whatever one says oneself is wrong. He looked at the village head and replied, "I understand, Village Head." He only said he understood with his mouth, but in his heart, did he really understand?