Volume 1, Chapter 43: Regret Over the Poached Cornerstone

The heavenly realm, once the demon realm, was filled with both unknown temptations and deep confusion and uncertainty. Facing this unfamiliar world, they felt a subconscious resistance.

Without waiting for Zhao Kai to turn around and counter-attack, Pierre struck the ball directly with a powerful volley, aiming for the lower right corner of the goal.

Laura led Fonte into her private room, retrieved a package from a hidden compartment in the floor, and pulled out stacks of documents.

Seeing that the newcomer was their Senior Sister, the surrounding disciples instantly quieted down. Pairs of burning eyes fixed upon Murong Ziyun’s slender figure, brimming with deep admiration.

Before Fonte could finish speaking, Henry Bott generously interjected. In his view, this young noble named Bruce was merely a vanguard for their family, a stepping stone to help them gain a modest foothold in Ella and smooth the way for the entire Bott family's eventual establishment there.

Though he was impoverished, his inner pearl had never been lost. Then, guided by a wise person, he was able to follow his heart and live a life of abundance. Only then did he realize that the divine pearl belonged to him all along, not something to be sought from the outside.

The formation of the spiritual veins also made room for the vital energy of heaven and earth, creating a vast void in the world's saturated carrying capacity. This was precisely one of Shen Huishi's objectives.

Ananda, if fire were born from the sun, and it could burn the mugwort in your hand, then all the trees touched by sunlight should also burn. If fire were born from a mirror, it could ignite from the mirror itself to burn the mugwort, but why is the mirror not consumed by the flame?

Wisps of resentful souls and trails of dark energy entwined around the banner, continuously emitting a dense, heavy aura of grievance.

Immediately, a cloud of white mist rose, followed by the rapid withering of the extended willow branches. A pungent odor instantly permeated the air.

Ling Yitian left without exchanging a single word with Qin Zheng. He headed north while Qin Zheng went south, and the rest departed in other directions.

At first, Qin Zheng thought Ling Yitian's promise to accompany her meant only occasionally visiting an e-sports club with her on a literal level. However, this man moved with the speed of the wind, procured a complete set of professional e-sports equipment, and had it installed directly in the bedroom at Yuhuayuan.

What is this? The two of them were utterly shocked, yet they had no idea that an even greater shock awaited them. A long pistil emerged from the wind spirit flower, and amidst Xiuniang's soft cry of surprise, the two were instantly bound tightly.

She only felt a pain as if every bone in her body had been shattered, leaving her head spinning and completely dazed.

"Don't worry, I will step in when necessary!" Fanchen Liang looked out across the scene and noticed that among the elders present that day, only Elder Zhichen was missing.

The man looked at the crowd below, his smile fading into a composed expression as his low, melodic voice resonated.

Chen Qingmei was wrapped in a cloak made of rabbit fur. She adored it beyond measure, unable to tear herself away from it simply because the fur felt exquisitely comfortable to the touch and kept her so wonderfully warm that she could not bear to take it off.

All the lights in the corridor blazed on, their harsh, stark white glare causing a slight dizziness in the eyes. Hearing that Qin Zheng had met with an accident in Annan, Mrs. Qin rushed to the hospital only to find that Qin Zheng had already lost consciousness and been taken into the operating room.

"Look at you, what kind of affinity are you talking about with an old bag of bones like me? I am talking about Master An," Aunt Ma said.

With a snap, the bone fractured, and the heavy hammer slipped from his grip and flew away. Gathering his strength once more, Wu Qi leaped up and struck the airborne hammer head, causing the heavy hammer to shatter completely as its fragments drove deep into the ground.

"Why did you pour it out? Such a waste!" Du Ruo chased after him, snatched the bowl from his hand, and hurried back to the bedroom.

Bai Pianran gently placed her fair, delicate arm onto Mo Jingyuan's sturdy thigh, her fingers trailing softly in an unspoken, mesmerizing allure.

How could she have managed to strike him? His mind went blank, and the smiling face of Ye Qingcheng wavered before his eyes, feeling so unreal and illusory.

"What are you here for?" Hu Shuntang glanced sideways at Sugimoto Kugenshi. In the distance, the Yaksha King had also released a South Korean soldier he had just strangled, tossing the corpse down. Apart from clearing the battlefield, two of Sugimoto's mercenaries remained, training their guns on Mo Qin and the other two hiding in the corner.

"Come, come, sit down, everyone take a seat." Zhang Yuan gestured to Liu Rui while finding a spot for himself. Once seated, he picked up a candy from the table and tossed it into his mouth.

I gripped my phone, repeatedly pressing his number, yet I could never bring myself to press the call button, because I was too afraid.

"Boss Zhou doesn't need to be so polite, just order whatever drink you like!" I said in a stiff tone.

That aloof temperament on stage, which seemed to keep everyone at a distance, felt vaguely familiar, as if she had encountered it somewhere in her memories.

There were rock fragments and dirt embedded within the wound, requiring it to be cleansed with medicated cotton and alcohol. Du Ruo sweated profusely from the excruciating pain, while Qiao Anming watched from the side, his heart aching so deeply he almost cried out.

As we struggle forward and persevere through wind and rain, this colorful river is the distant direction we seek.

Ling Ye's consciousness followed Zhao Wu, able to perceive only the immediate surroundings. They arrived at a cave entrance; the interior was brightly lit, with a burning torch hanging from the wooden pillars on either side.

Qin Liu escorted him out to the courtyard, and only after his figure vanished into the distance did she massage her lower back and return to her room.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze for a while, Jiang Zhi eventually went back to catch up on some sleep. When she woke up, she happened to scroll across a news headline.

Zhou Lingyun's brows knitted even tighter. Her computer contained countless company trade secrets; if she handed them over, the corporation might be ruined. She could delete some files, but should the other party discover the discrepancies, Ada and her mother would forfeit their lives as well.