Volume One, Chapter 27: The Villainous Siblings in a Power-Fantasy Novel, Part 7

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"Heh, who saw what I just did?" Huang Bingzhong said, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps Concubine De was truly lonely; she kept Yunge talking for a long time, though they didn't delve deeply into many topics. Eventually, she grew tired, and Yunge hurriedly helped her rest. Only after serving her and ensuring she was asleep did she step out.

"So, can you state the price at which you intend to acquire the shares?" the Director of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission asked again.

After Xiao Xiong finished speaking to these injured disciples, he glanced at the Great Elder of the Zhanwei Sect and then headed toward the sect's council hall.

"Why are you here?" Fatty asked, a piece of vegetable still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

In the morning light, the few peach trees on the mountain seemed to immerse Li Xianghong in a romantic mood as sweet as the blossoms.

"I was just helping someone grab a bag; I really don't know anything else." It seemed the Red-haired man's IQ was in need of a recharge, as he had revealed his identity in just a few sentences.

The old man saw that Xiao Xiong was not only unmoved but also showed signs of delivering a lethal blow, and he grew even more panicked, using all his strength to dodge.

"Stop making excuses! Have you grown addicted to being a slave? How could a piece of trash at the mid-stage of Soul-Communication possibly defeat you? I have never heard of such a thing! If you truly cannot even defeat a mid-stage Soul-Communication scumbag, then you are not fit to be my son! Don't even bother coming back!" Lin Gonggao glared at Lin Feng.

"Ah! Lee Kwang-soo!" Big Brother Wang Nose, still stunned, thus ended this round of the game. Looking at Lee Kwang-soo, who held his name tag, Big Brother Wang Nose finally couldn't take it anymore.

Gao Yu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and grinned, leaving everyone around him bewildered.

Pao Dayou inspected the development of Gong Town. It was quite good, though the livelihood indicators were slightly low. The low political indicators were mainly because the officials had no offices and were working from home, only coming to find Pao Dayou when there was an issue.

In half a game, he showed Galaxy Private and the entire stadium of fans what it meant to be a powerhouse.

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"Senior Murong, why do you need this top-grade Essence-Condensing Pill?" Luo Tian asked. He felt this master craftsman was a decent person. Luo Tian could refine top-grade pills himself, but he hadn't revealed that yet.

Listening to Xia Ya’s eloquent talk, Haman remained seated, calmly swirling his wine glass. The liquid moving within its surface was as smooth as if the hand holding the glass were a mechanical arm.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng quickly stepped back. The crescent blade, which had carved deep furrows into the ground, struck the Stone Titan squarely. Even with such a massive frame, the Stone Titan was sent reeling.

The American server players had the Blood Baron, making their frontline tanks basically invincible. Unless they were killed instantly, the monsters could never break through their defensive line.

He wasn't afraid of being targeted, but he worried about implicating everyone else one day. Therefore, Luo Tian decided to name the group the Wind Shadow Mercenary Corps and let Luo Zhengxi serve as its leader. He himself would be happy to be a hands-off manager.

"Stall? How are we to stall?" Su Qin asked, puzzled. In his view, Han was facing an imminent crisis, and there was no room for Zhao to delay.

Climbing up the rugged, winding mountain path step by step, one didn't even need to reach the halfway point before looking back down from the heights would reveal only a vague blur, as if everything were hidden in clouds and mist.

He felt a churning in his stomach and an extreme urge to vomit. After retching a few times without success, he finally understood what it was.

A "Li" level spirit entity possessed cultivation at or above the Tengwu Realm. Combined with its bizarre and pervasive methods, how could Ye Tian’s level of fate-reading technique possibly defend against it?

At this moment, he felt goosebumps rise all over his body for no reason. Was the man before him even human?

This time, the classmates behind Long Wu did not cheer. They were completely stunned by his skill and resolved to pay close attention in his class from now on. If they angered him and he landed a punch like that on them, they would surely explode to death.

So, she had mistaken him for one of "her own kind," which was why she was being so "kind" to him.

When Li Chensha stepped out of his room, the others had already finished their seclusion. After absorbing the energy of the high-grade crystals, Chu Bingmeng, Mu Feng, San Pang, and the others had all seen significant improvements in their strength.

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Since he had finally put in the effort to study hard, he couldn't just keep it hidden; he had to let his parents see his hard work so that he would be more justified when asking for money later.

"Do you think I don't dare?" Tieban Richuan's finger twitched as he pressed down hard on the remote control.

After all, divine abilities were worth far more than heaven-grade martial arts. If exposed while he was in such a perilous situation, it would be fatal.

Hundreds of thunder swords, flickering with violent electricity, turned to float horizontally, seeming to transform into a green sword-wheel slash.

Matched with spotless, meticulously groomed pale pink nails, the hand in Shen Qiang's grasp looked as exquisite as a work of art.

Yet, among the Zhuge family’s combat practitioners, not a single Element Realm expert had stepped forward, and they were still able to hold their ground.

"Dad, what did you and President Shen say?" The stunningly beautiful fairy, Qin Yurou, asked nervously.

Suddenly, another giant sword rose from the ground, thrusting upward toward Liu De. That strike was so powerful that even if there were a mountain beneath it, it would surely be shattered.

The master's point was that one should not only work hard but also learn and think more, considering if there are better or more efficient methods. If one could have saved time but failed to learn or reflect, wouldn't that be a waste of time and effort?

With two Great Dao ripples of the Mahayana stage appearing in the same location in succession, the Nine Realms and Seventy-Two Territories would certainly pay special attention.

Since returning from the Western Territories, the Old Demon of Withered Souls had been desperate to improve his cultivation, even more eager to reach the God-Transformation Realm. In short, he was now consumed by an insatiable thirst for power.