Chapter 33

Like the millennium soul skills of today, it takes several semesters of arduous training for a soul pet to truly comprehend and master its abilities.

As firsthand experiencers and participants, they could naturally feel the passionate vigor behind this style of celebration.

Su Yan thought to himself in a daze: It’s one thing that it can’t actively assist me in battle, but not even letting me confess? This lousy system needs to be uninstalled immediately.

Tao Yao’s heart skipped a beat—why did she choose such a sensitive moment to give me this gift, neither early nor late?

A single livestream generated over five million in profit. Although the trending topic couldn’t be sustained for long, the media buzz acted like a favorable wind, and she intended to ride this momentum all the way up.

A massive crossbow bolt was shot toward the expert archers of the Cao army. Although most bolts missed their targets, the visual impact created was significant.

“I knew it. My father’s white hair has grown even more, but what about you? You haven’t changed one bit over these years.”

After the laughter and merriment, the alcohol sobered them up, and once the meal formally began, everyone continued to poke fun at each other, revealing various embarrassing stories from their university days.

Prince Jin looked toward Mo Suifeng: “Please, Mo Jieyuan.” When dealing with the people of Jiuli, the foremost concern was the poisons they wielded and the venomous creatures they raised.

In the case of the Grand Empress Dowager, what’s the point of fearing her? It was merely because Qian Tianyou, Shui Muxia, and Prince Jin once entertained the idea of marrying her that the Grand Empress Dowager and others regarded her as a thorn in their side, as if she had committed some unforgivable crime.

I cast a cold glance at Bai Ling; she met my gaze. I stood there, stunned, staring fixedly at one spot without moving. Of course, Yao Yiwei no longer regarded me as significant—he knew about my relationship with his brother.

Miao Lin spoke with confidence: “I’ve spent a long time by Miao Hong’s side, so naturally I understand the strength of the Heavenly Punishment Gang. Besides, now that I lead the Phoenix Miao Village and possess considerable power myself, I have little to fear.”

Spiral flames erupted, aiming straight for the nearby warrior eagle. Already caught by the fire-breathing dragon, the eagle had no chance to evade and was immediately struck by scorching flames, letting out a pitiful scream.

“You two big men hiding here whispering secrets, what are you talking about? Say it out loud so I can hear!” Yan Wuji approached, carrying a wine jar.

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“Is that so? But that’s just a simple trick. Then use brute force to clear all these rocks!” Yun Ying shouted, clearly dismissing Mo Yu’s warrior eagle’s rockslide technique.

Chen Feng couldn’t be sure about this, but the most mysterious Yi Ge had placed him in the most perilous position.

“Damn it!” Chen Feng cursed under his breath, his fury reaching its peak. When was the last time someone chased him like a lost dog?

Nodding, the Nonsense Tree watched the opposing Burrowing King begin waving his arms, mocking him with derisive gestures. Provoked, the Burrowing King ignored everything and charged forward, seemingly intent on close combat.

Having obtained the information they sought, Angel Chase and Angel Cold wasted no time and took their leave immediately.

Passing by Chen Yubao’s side, Chen Yubao appeared dazed, still not recovered from the recent bloody chaos.

Chu Qiaoqiao had a driver’s license and a car, but she didn’t dare to hit the road. Ning Jiayi, having just obtained her license, was braver and drove slowly but safely—the most important thing was safety.

Zhao Rou grimaced in pain, her face pale. Among those in the hall, only Zhao Kui remained calm; everyone else was deeply shocked. This news dealt the greatest blow to the elderly Madam Han, as the sudden appearance of Chu Henli could become the biggest threat to the Han family’s plans.

“Ku Mu, I’ll fight you to the death!” At that moment, the Daoist master Dongxu seemed mad as he charged toward Yin Tiancheng, only to be stopped by a blood spear placed between them.

In one month, the Ming General would host the Supreme Martial Conference at the Forbidden City in Lin’an. All martial artists across the realm could participate, vying for the title of the world’s number one.

Chen Yunye and Chen Yubao exited the Mingfeng Pavilion together, where Lin Ping, Jin Tang, and others were waiting outside.

Chen Yunye raised his right hand, and behind him, a hundred iron cavalry clad in black armor and wielding black-handled long blades charged into the Golden Toad Palace at his signal.

Xiao Xiao recognized Fu You’s voice as soon as she heard it. She had no intention of playing hide-and-seek and boldly walked over, asking the bartender to mix him a cocktail.

Though she knew Yu’er would never be able to gnaw on a chicken drumstick, Chen Yubao couldn’t help but feel intrigued. Since Sister Lü Wan’s home probably had chicken drumsticks, he insisted on bringing some over to see for himself.

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Once the main beam was secured in place, Shu Qing’ai arranged the “Five Grains Colorful Bags” sent by the Qiu, Fang, Li Yu, and the village chief, along with some villagers, on the rooftop directly above the beam. This symbolized a bountiful harvest, and she draped a red cloth over the beam.

Black Heart thought to himself, “No, if they catch me today, I won’t escape.” So he feigned ignorance and suddenly fell from the tree with a loud thud.

Leng Qingqiu took Zhang Xinyu to an inn, administered an antidote pill, prepared water and medicinal cloths, sent Murong Hua away, and carefully tended to the wound on her shoulder, remaining mentally tense and not daring to leave her side even a step.

At that moment, even Fang Yuchen, who was squinting at the stone wall at the edge of the quarry, failed to notice the subtle change in his previously careless attitude.

Han Moyan was disliked by Murong Chen when she and Jiang Yixuan dated. Now that Xuan liked Mu Ziqing, and Han Moyan interfered again—especially after hurting Xuan so deeply—her feelings toward Han Moyan had worsened.

“...Wait here. I’ll be back shortly,” Liu Zhen said, seeing that he had calmed down, and without another word, left to find the Old Monster of Tianshan.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a reckless individual insisted on stepping forward to intervene.

“Mu Ziqing!” Jiang Yixuan suppressed his rising anger as he approached Mu Ziqing and pulled her close. She was still stunned, utterly bewildered.

“Hmph, Mu Ziqing, just you wait. I won’t let you off easily,” Fang Feixue stomped her foot in fury.

The second grand finale of the jade gambling was equally valuable, though it did not surpass the previous day by much, with an average price hovering around twenty million taels.