32 Hormones

Yu Yucheng was unable to move, his heart filled with fury. It was truly a case of "when a wall is about to collapse, everyone gives it a push," and Gu Yangmou had actually come to poach his resources.

"Father!" Murong, that cold immortal, immediately began to weep again, his cry softening and shattering his extraordinary heart.

Weng Cha pointed a finger at Wulinda, who stood nearby, stunned and motionless. Several gazes snapped toward him, and Wulinda’s heart skipped a beat. As a powerful figure accustomed to being pampered, he had not felt this kind of fear for a very long time.

Only a few days after the detailed regulations were issued, every county office was in a state of utter chaos, crowded daily with people coming to register.

Heshelie remained silent, but internally he was shaken to his core. When the Third Prince, Wanyan Xue, had tasked him with the mission, there was no one else around. How could this person have known?

If Daoist Qingzhi wielded an ice sword, one sword held the power of one; if seven swords were combined, they held the power of seven, allowing him to fully unleash his full potential.

He sat on the ground as if cradling a wine jar, his head bowed, appearing weak and dejected.

This stone, having existed since the dawn of heaven and earth, had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, gradually gaining sentience. After an unknown number of years, a thunderous boom echoed across the horizon, and the stone shot straight into the clouds, propping up the vault of heaven as if intending to pierce through it.

Looking at Chen Yu’s opponent, Wanqi Chengyun, his face was rigid and his jaw hung agape, his expression one of complete bewilderment.

Huamuerchi was sent sprawling into the mud by a kick from Huahuoerhong. Huamuerchi was also a suitor of Princess Huahong, so he did not complain about being kicked by her; he was merely heartbroken—how could the clan’s supreme treasure, the Divine Wood Staff, possibly be broken?

Chen Chuliang glanced into the distance. Fortunately, Han Zhi had gone into the bedroom and hadn't heard. Otherwise, would they even be able to share a bed tonight?

"I think we should just do it ourselves; I can weave these simple leaf garments just as well," Wei He said with a hint of sarcasm.

Although the Saint Realm is a high level of cultivation, as long as one possesses at least a low-grade spiritual vein, coupled with ten thousand years of arduous practice, it is still attainable.

However, her question was one everyone wanted to ask, so it instantly grabbed everyone's attention. Even the several internet moguls sitting on the dais with Chen Chuliang wanted to learn a thing or two.

Seeing this, Zhuge Liang let out a cold snort. With a flick of his feathered fan, three blue magic orbs hovered above it, waiting for him to launch them in a single strike.

***

Now, the opponent had casually tossed a suit of chainmail at him, but unfortunately, Pilates’s physique meant there was no suitable armor he could wear, leaving him deeply dissatisfied with his own build for the first time.

This is of paramount importance. Every gaming company, naturally, hopes for as many paid subscribers as possible.

Including the Dong-affiliated entrepreneurs, this group carries a special label: the '92-faction entrepreneurs.

The cafeteria staff were recruited from five-star hotels. In Chen Chuliang’s words, whether it is Youwei Technology or any of its subsidiaries, one must prioritize the happiness index of the employees.

Supported by the Empress and Consort Liang, Su Wan merely lowered her eyes, looking frail and listless, as if she had just awakened from a long illness.

"Bei'er, the matter of Xing'er and Thirteen is not something to discuss right now," Dongfang Yu walked over to Xia Bei'er and said gently.

Lady Su wanted to scold Su Wan severely, but as she was facing Wang Deshun, she simply could not bring herself to say the words.

For a long time, the greatest conflicts on the vast continent were disputes between two sects. It could be said that since the establishment of the three great kingdoms, although relations between them were not always cordial, there had never been large-scale warfare.

Though people in the distance could not see, for cultivators, everything within hundreds of feet was crystal clear. The fact that those two did not move was simply because they looked down upon the cultivation level of the others.

"Qi'er, what has happened to you?" Xie Mengyao had been somewhat out of the loop and only came over to check the situation after hearing her son's roar.

Having said that, her hand did not hesitate. Xia Mengxi thrust the hairpin deep into Cheng Gu’s neck and yanked it out with force.

"Master..." I felt deeply aggrieved. All this time I had been frightening myself, even suspecting I was becoming schizophrenic, but Master had seen right through it. My worries were not groundless; they were real.

Her name was Wei Fanyin. She grew up in an orphanage in China, with no parents, no relatives, and no name.

A flash of triumph crossed Nanny Xu’s eyes. Seeing the guards brought by Lady Su heading toward Su Wan, she quickly spoke in a soft voice.

"What is going on here?" Lu Tianming grew suspicious. After scanning his surroundings, he was certain there were no demonic beasts or martial artists within a radius of several miles.

***

Ling Feng pinched his nose and opened the window, trying to acclimate himself. This was much better than Iraq's weapons of mass destruction.

The Eldress was in the accounting room handling the household's daily affairs and was not in the main hall. Hongmei and Ziying were busy directing people to move things when they suddenly saw the old madam arrive with a large crowd. They were both stunned, taking quite a while to remember to offer their respects.

The martial arts academy was instantly in an uproar. Upon seeing Tang Xuan, the first feeling for many was astonishment, followed immediately by blind admiration and infatuation. Within moments, he was surrounded by dozens of people.

"Go ahead and be proud. After reaching a Fourth-Rank Alchemist, every step of improvement is crucial. Back then, it took me two years to go from refining four pills in one furnace to five!" Li Donghe said with a glare.

Then the question arises: since these monsters possess a certain level of intelligence and have lived here for so many years, they must know that the path inside becomes increasingly narrow. If so, why do they insist on walking on the ground? Could it be that they are waiting until the path becomes very narrow to climb up?

"This is a high-grade magical treasure, the Rainstorm Thunder Needle. It can be used a total of three times. Each time, its power is sufficient to kill an opponent with a cultivation level below the God Realm," Ye Canxue said.

Lin Yu had now expanded his Star Realm, plunging everything within a hundred-mile radius into darkness, while streaks of brilliant starlight traveled across the deep sea to shine upon him, making him appear like a celestial being.

Although Zhong Nan initially expressed opposition, the old tree spirit’s eyes lit up after hearing Tang Fei’s words, and he added his own persuasion.

"I apologize, City Lord, but I cannot say. If you wish to know, you may ask the Eighth Prince yourself," Jing Tianwen replied.

When Bai Yiyi turned her head, she saw Yu Qi holding a paper umbrella in the rain. The rain was light, yet it dampened the oil-paper umbrella.

"What are you doing? According to our principles, if it is with someone, it belongs to them; if it is with us, we follow our own rules," Hu Feifei said.