Chapter 23

This is a third-tier spell capable of both offense and defense. The dragon tornado swirling around her can deflect enemy magical attacks while simultaneously striking opponents as she maneuvers. Furthermore, since the wind energy rises from the earth, it remains unaffected by the malevolent mist, making it perfectly suited for use here.

Thousands of charging Imperial Guards from the Eternal Empire slammed into the barrier as if hitting an iron wall, collapsing in a chaotic heap.

Having heard every word, the listener’s tone turned solemn. Clearly, Wang Nan also felt that if Xu Fan’s premonition was correct, then those individuals had indeed come knocking.

In the very moment everyone was struck with shock, the gazes of Song Ning and Wu Mingyu met for a split second, and the corners of both their mouths curled upward slightly.

Of course, all of that is a story for another time! The flow of time and the passage of time differ between every world and plane; how could Ye Tian know when anyone might meet? Besides, with so many heavens and myriad worlds, who knows which one I am in?

In the eyes of the powerful, if a world is needed, they will simply create one themselves or cultivate one.

However, thinking that she had told Yun Fan she was hunting exotic beasts, and since this sword-horned lizard was not personally slain by her, it seemed insufficient to prove her bravery. After a moment of reflection, she decided to seek out another exotic beast, kill it herself, and bring it back.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that this group of people were not the ruthless or calculating sort; they seemed, in fact, quite simple-hearted.

Just then, Luo Yang glanced forward and, seeing Hong Jiaxin looking over with a gaze of disdain, pulled away from Zhu Zishan’s lips and chuckled.

At that very moment, Zhao Hao’s roar rang out toward the heavens: "Forget about 'eight eggs'—in front of me, Zhao Ritian, even if you had eighty eggs, they would all be crushed. Get down!" The explosive roar completely overwhelmed the momentum of Wang Ba Dan.

"Sister Bai Su?" Song Qi, who had been walking in front, turned around upon hearing their conversation. Seeing Bai Su, an expression of pleasant surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"Oh, what are you doing here? Did you fall?" As Gu Liuxi muttered to herself, another voice spoke up—this one full of vigor, a sharp contrast to the previous one.

Sure enough, Luo Yichen entered the classroom just as the final bell rang. Upon seeing Gu Liuxi, he furrowed his brows almost imperceptibly, but walked over and sat down nonetheless.

However, there was one thing Chang Lingling understood: Yan Gui was clearly biased toward Gu Liuxi. When she requested something, Yan Gui was unwilling, but when Gu Liuxi spoke—even though she knew Gu Liuxi just didn't want to drink her medicine—he agreed.

Therefore, he had no works aired this year; inviting him today was merely to leverage his popularity to earn a few more clicks.

Worried about the safety of the hostage, the police dared not pursue too closely, following from a distance and nearly losing track of the vehicle several times. In the end, they contacted the traffic squad to help monitor and track them, relaying the footage from the cameras to them so they could successfully track the troublesome vehicle.

Even at a time like this, Xu Ruxing spoke with flawless precision. To translate her meaning into simpler terms: "I only believe your claim that you consider Bai Xiaonan a mere friend in your mind, but regarding other aspects, I still find myself unable to trust you."

When Ling Jing woke up in the morning, he discovered his head was being held by someone, and the first thing his eyes landed upon was a chest as soft as jade.

In his sect, he had seen this Soul-Cleansing Art. He had read the essential points from start to finish but had never learned it.

Thus, the reason Michael Conney entered the tree hole was not out of curiosity—he had never been a curious person. He did so because he sensed she had another opportunity to increase her strength, yet he remained restrained out of consideration for her.

"There are no naturally gifted people in this world; after experiencing enough, one becomes a talent." Fan Tailang shook his head as he summarized. He rarely interjected, but every word he spoke hit the mark.

Ming Rong felt utterly ashamed that she woke up in Chen Chaosheng’s arms every morning. She swore and vowed that even if he served her comfortably, she would firmly kick him out of the room, but every oath made in the morning became a joke by nightfall.

Others spoke of the events in Jiangnan, saying the Ye family was currently in utter chaos. The legitimate son of the Ye family, Ye Xi, was missing, and the infighting for power had already claimed the lives of several descendants, alarming both the Emperor and the head of the Ye family who remained in the capital.

These words were truly pearls of wisdom. Even though the spirit beasts and demon beasts here had long since transcended the limitations of the mundane and possessed vast, miraculous powers, they could not forget the instincts rooted in their very bones.

In this way, the two matters that had troubled Qi Shu were settled. He sat in the Prince Rong’an’s estate for a while longer, and by the time he returned to his own residence, his mood had noticeably improved.

"My clothes... will make your car dirty..." Gu Yun’er pressed her legs together and looked up, speaking with hesitation. Qi Hao simply laughed and pulled her up with one hand.

The capital remained as prosperous as ever. Even with heavy snow falling from the sky, the streets were kept clean and tidy at all times. People bustled in and out of the shops along the street, dressed in fine silks. In some corner, a plum blossom tree grew over a wall, blooming as fiercely and vibrantly as fire, looking exceptionally delicate and charming.

Jin Ling’s heart was with her son. Although I helped her look after Ke Le, she still rushed out after a hasty wash. Seeing Jin Ling with her hair still dripping wet, I reminded her to dry it so she wouldn't catch a cold, as a mother’s cold would inevitably be passed on to her child.