Volume 1, Chapter 22: Princess Linqing, a Fated Blessing

The rules this year are rather brutal: a knockout system will be implemented for each round. The contestant with the lowest score will be eliminated in every round until ten people have been ousted, at which point the qualifying tournament will conclude.

A faint, ethereal fragrance drifted on the breeze. His peripheral vision caught sight of the winter jasmine beside the stage, still blooming against the wind in the biting cold of the late spring frost.

"Chief, the brothers from the five divisions have examined this carefully; no one recognizes him. But I suspect the perpetrator is highly professional," Song Peng stated with certainty.

"Actually, it is nothing major. It is just that the master has agreed that the 'Second Miss' and 'Third Miss' may go out for a walk." Lu Wei kept her head bowed. Lu Xiang could not read her expression, but she did not speak, and a sudden silence fell over the room.

"You really don't understand romance. I was planning to buy a bicycle so I could ride it every morning and take Tang Youyou to school. It’s both a workout and romantic, isn't it?" I mused, filled with longing. There was no need for such extravagance in college.

The fried food had not left behind a single drop of oil, which far exceeded their daily experience. It was not just the two of them; the other principals had also noticed this, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

However, Tiansheng had not considered so much. He merely felt that if a Demon Emperor were truly accompanying them, the task of searching for the Green Thread would become effortless. Even if the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox clan were powerful, they would not dare to challenge a Demon Emperor! Thus, Tiansheng was naturally more than happy to agree.

"City Lord, the matter is finished. We may now enter the mine," Zhuge Kongming walked to my side and said respectfully.

Yet, to one's astonishment, although the blade tip grazed his back, it did not advance any further.

He knew this battle would be his peak. He also knew that before long, when the power of the dimension burned out completely, he... would die in battle.

"Your grandfather was undoubtedly murdered, but with your strength alone, it is difficult to seek revenge. I think you should just let it go!" Long Yang walked over from the side and said to Lan'er.

Cao Shuanglu had lost too much blood to see anything, but his hearing was acute. Sounds that others could tolerate were as deafening and painful as thunder to his ears.

But he did not know that it was not because Li Yixuan was not bringing him trouble; it was just that the trouble had not arrived yet. Now that Chen Xuan had come to the Central Province, Li Yixuan, whom Wang Mingyang had assumed was harmless, was about to become a source of trouble for him.

Because Zhao Xi could no longer perceive a shred of spiritual fluctuation from Ruoshen, a situation that was considered highly incredible even in the world of cultivation.

Mingxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, still trembling at the memory of the scene just moments ago. The image of the branches lunging at him still lingered before his eyes; he had no doubt that had his reaction been even a fraction of a second slower, his eyes would surely have been lost.

"Mingxuan, how does your internal energy feel now?" Compared to all else, Chang Feng was more concerned about Mingxuan's condition.

"This mountain peak... is it different?" Li Yang replied, slowly turning to face Long Yang. But Li Yang's complexion was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Jin Ren and Long Yang had originally thought it would be a troublesome affair, but they had not expected that by encountering Ling Feng, things would fall into place naturally. Later, through Long Yang’s inquiries, he learned that Ling Feng had been disciplined for the accidental death of Jin Hai and transferred to work at a local police station. Based on his work capability, he became the station chief within a few years.

As long as the giants of the Venerable Terrace Realm did not intervene, he was safe. As for those top-tier Great Saints, aside from Qin Yi, he did not hold any of them in high regard.

Old Man Yang's energy sphere spun incessantly, tearing and scorching the surrounding space, the energy gales hissing sharply.

Chen Qingyu struggled for a moment, but sensing his arms tighten, she abandoned her resistance.

She had once mocked this man, saying that in the eyes of ordinary people, if one always failed at a task, it meant they were not suited for it and should let go in time to pursue other things, perhaps finding success elsewhere.

Hearing his words, although some were unwilling, they feared the power of the Thousand Stars Palace and had no choice but to turn and leave.

The strange man who had suddenly appeared followed us as well. Halfway there, he wanted to take me from Old Man Yu. I clung to Old Man Yu's neck, refusing to let go, wailing until my eyes ached.

Based on Tang Song's experience, the strength of this world was likely quite formidable, as the spatial pressure was immense. His flight speed was much slower than usual; he estimated it to be even more powerful than the world Liu Sha came from.

Shi Xian said nothing. He was silent for a moment before his slender hand suddenly stroked Gu Zhu's left cheek.

Gu Chen opened the door for Jiang Xing. Before he could even speak, Jiang Xing acted as if he were back in his own home, kicking off his shoes and rushing inside. With a lunchbox in hand, he ran toward Jian Sangyu, leaving Gu Chen completely behind.

Seeing this, Hu Rong could not help but sneer, manifesting the Green Lotus Sword in his hand. With a light shout, "Green Lotus appears, the heavenly secrets unfold!" a gray, chaotic sword aura surged toward the seven-colored divine light. The two collided with a "Boom!" and vanished into streaks of spiritual light.

"Next is the drill between Commander Ling and Instructor Huang. They are both far stronger than us. You must watch carefully, do you understand?" After the two instructors finished their bout, they admonished the soldiers sitting around them.

Just as I closed my eyes, trying to endure it, I suddenly felt my hair being yanked hard from behind. The agonizing pain in my scalp made me frown, and my body was forced to tilt backward by the momentum.

Upon hearing this, Hu Xuan wanted to refuse immediately, but after a moment of thought, he turned to look at Tian Xuanzi. Seeing Hu Xuan looking at him, Tian Xuanzi did not speak, merely smiling and nodding.

According to the lore in the film, this object appeared on Earth as early as World War II, or perhaps even earlier.

Setting aside his despicable character, this man’s military tactics were methodical, making him a difficult opponent. Later on, the Yue Family Army had expended great effort in eliminating this force of puppet troops.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I was not angry that Wei Yanqing was scrubbing his back; I was angry that I had cared so much for him without knowing his true identity. There was even a hint of jealousy. I must have been truly insane.

"Earth Dragon Flow!" Tian Xuanzi gambled by chanting the incantation. This was one of the primary spells of Mount Shu, and he had never used it since learning it. To counter the opponent's lightning attack, he had no choice but to take the risk. A rolling yellow torrent suddenly rose from the ground, carrying gusts of dust and sand to clash against the lightning transformed by the howling wind.

Following behind His Majesty the Emperor were the Empress and Prince Charles, along with three attendants and six guards. The Empress remained expressionless, arrogant and cold, while Prince Charles winked at Yang Yi with a smile, signaling that he had fulfilled his promise.