Volume One, Chapter 21: The Capture

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But when Jiang Tu entered the room, she found that the oil paper bag containing the hair strands was missing. As Jiang Tu searched the entire room for the bag without even touching her meal, she was told that her grandfather had already thrown it away. "If I don't throw it away, should I send it to the overseas factory to make wigs? Dead art isn’t art!" Jiang Tu had never been able to understand her grandfather’s obsessive pursuit of beauty. She couldn’t argue either; so, before nightfall, she hurried to the waste disposal center in Jing’an District to search through the trash. With the New Year approaching, the busy Jing’an District was a key area for police patrols. In the bitter cold and snow, a group of people huddled together for warmth...

Now, with a 42% life steal effect, every attack restored nearly half the damage dealt, making it effortless to defeat this kind of boss without injury. At this moment, the three great hall masters of the Blackwater Sect appeared simultaneously within the Hall of Justice. As the mysterious cultivator retreated, a powerful storm tore his black cloak to shreds, revealing his enigmatic face. "That was the compensation he gave me after injuring me! Although it was expensive, I’ll repay him. We are just ordinary friends—in fact, not even really friends," Ling Qi scratched the back of his head, thinking he couldn’t exactly tell her they were allies. Watching this, many who had been observing from afar finally breathed a sigh of relief—if even the Great Zhou Heaven couldn’t kill Lu Qiming, they might start doubting the meaning of cultivation; this outcome made perfect sense. Li Zhaoyuan withdrew his divine sense from the Sea of Consciousness and saw that the place where the Five-colored Divine Tree stood had transformed into a one-meter-high light gate. He was curious about what lay beyond the gate but wasn’t in a hurry to go through it yet. The longer Shi Yi stayed there, the more he felt the profound sense of history and the subtle reverberations spreading slowly through his heart. When he turned to see the momentary stiff smile on Xiao Peng’s face, Xiao Yan immediately understood. "How long is Old Xia going to keep losing his mind? I heard he’s a sworn enemy of Wang Bo," Hua Shiyue said, sipping water as she watched the scene unfold.

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Looking at the healer’s attributes, I couldn’t help but be amazed; the attack power of leather armor types was indeed different. Although the healer’s equipment wasn’t as good as mine, her attack power far exceeded mine. If it weren’t for the insufficient spiritual energy in the original stones to refine another pill, Luo Hebin wouldn’t have taken out the supreme marrow-cleansing pill—after all, it was too conspicuous. But that didn’t matter; with my invincible divine sense, even if I suffered losses, these guys wouldn’t dare provoke me. Qi Feng’s eyes widened, and without any concern for his appearance, he bent backward, narrowly missing a kick from the black cat whose knee grazed his pants. The first half of the match ended, and after a fifteen-minute break, the second half began. Yuying Middle School launched an attack, while Guanyang Middle School defended across the board; they couldn’t afford to concede any more goals, or how could they face their loyal fans? Wei Qingcheng, shaken awake, found herself leaning on Qi Feng’s shoulder, her face flushing subtly. Before she could react, Qi Feng’s sudden acceleration made her heart flutter. Luo Hebin nodded, "Okay, I’ll take a look right away." He immediately opened the Tianyan acupoint for X-ray vision and saw that Xu Zi's heart region was overly energized, with a trace of black qi at the temple. Looking at this antique-style shop, Luo Hebin felt a pang of nostalgia—it was here he sensed the presence of a cultivator. Hearing this, Lin Nan’s expression stiffened, and when he glanced back, the flustered face of Zhuge Hui appeared before him. "The lord has his reasons for leaving. Anyway, he will continue to monitor our actions here. We should focus on our tasks," Lu Jiu stopped the group’s discussion. Master Qingjue nodded; at that time, Xia Liu was only at the seventh level of Qi refinement, but he sensed something as Xia Liu advanced to the eighth level. Ye Suiyun chuckled and pointed into the distance, "Don’t worry, it won’t get lost." Then she called everyone to start moving the goods and rescuing people. Of course, if Ma Ming hadn’t stolen the gun this time, you would have already gone to the mortal world with Gong Gong, and by then, you would have made a grave mistake with no chance of regret. When Lv Zhi woke up, her eyelids twitched incessantly. She asked the maid in the room, who said Li Sheng had gotten up early and left. While Lin Yumeng and others chatted, the city gates opened, and Long Zhantian led the army in. Because Lin Yumeng had previously ordered no disturbance to civilians, the army entered the city orderly, took control of the gates, and spread out across the city. "Thank you for your suggestion; we will definitely improve. Please come again. Here is your change," Julie said politely. The Tianchong Star, Ziwei Star, fully named: Ninghua Haohua Tianchong Po Jun Guan Star, is commonly called the Po Jun Star.

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Caught in a dilemma—because it’s too humiliating for a dog to submit, yet if it doesn’t, how can it explain to the challenger? Rui Xi and the others hadn’t reacted before they heard a sharp slap—Tong Shuang’s face already bore a red handprint. At that moment, Zhang Donghai’s phone rang; it was Zhao Qiaozhen calling, which was unusual since she rarely contacted Zhang Donghai first—usually, he was the one calling her. The level of cultivation technique determines the strength of attack. Between one cultivating a mortal-grade technique and another a celestial-grade technique, the one with the mortal-grade technique will inevitably lose given equal strength. The Food Safety Bureau hadn’t left yet when another group arrived with a loud bang—this time from the Administration for Industry and Commerce. Jiang Zhige looked helpless; even if he couldn’t marry Nangong Rou, he was willing to stay by her side forever. "Boss, you’re too heartless. Cisco has suffered such a big blow; you should give him some time," Catherine protested. The superhuman figure slid backward, dodging a punch before retaliating with a punch to the assailant. The Yan Martial Arts Hall was originally established during World War II by the Xia national hero Yan Qing, mainly to spread the "Yan Martial Arts," a fusion of Japan’s Bushido and Xia’s martial traditions. Staying in the Pan Tao Village for just two more days seemed much better than venturing into the dangerous void outside. Sure enough, as she approached, the driver’s door opened, and Song Yan descended expressionlessly. Rachel disdainfully pushed away the messy Harlin Quzier and hurriedly pulled Rosha to Sheriff Gordon’s ward. Uncle had this temper—if he didn’t want to give something and Wu Ziyi asked for it, he would get angry; if he wanted to give but Wu Ziyi refused, he would also get angry. That’s the nature of the older generation.