Volume One, Chapter 21: Your Sister Has Secretly Kept a Delicate Scholar!
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Song Yaozhu’s actions could be described as both reckless and justified. The Crown Prince’s consort sent the person away but couldn’t help complaining to her wet nurse, “What kind of people are these?”
“Shall I have the servant investigate?”
The Crown Prince’s consort considered it for a moment. “Have someone follow her and see what she’s really up to. I want to know what she’s hiding!”
The wet nurse complied. When something is amiss, there is always a reason. Xie Liwei thought the same.
After returning home, he learned that Song Yaozhu had been quite abrupt today at the Crown Prince’s residence, just to hold the child. It was unbelievable, yet something only she could have done.
“Your Grace, today the princess consort also asked the kitchen to prepare quite a few dishes…” Qin Yu hesitated to speak further.
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Liu Shaoyang rose as instructed, while Lü Zitong stared at him intently for a long moment, tears glimmering in his eyes. Fang Tianlu wore a joyful smile, his face full of kindness.
Though most intermediate or higher-level mages could skillfully use the spell “Lunia’s Light” and knew the name of the first layer of Heaven, we remain ignorant, even completely unaware, of this place.
At this time, the various teams finished their discussions. Murong Youyou hurriedly took leave under some pretext. After ten minutes of consultation among several teams, they finally decided to draw lots. Ten people per unit, more people drew more lots, fewer people drew fewer. If less than ten, they counted it as ten.
This kick by Luo Yuning was not full strength but still enough to knock out a frail esper.
“Boom, boom,” the sounds rang out as the green energy on the Divine Farmer Cauldron thickened. Opposite it, a red shadow gradually took on a ghostly blue aura from the chest up. The blue aura corroded the verdant vitality, while the vitality eroded the blue aura in turn.
Pao Tianming and Wushuang Yu gazed at each other deeply, hoping the other would strike first. Just as Old Liu’s child was about to be slaughtered, a sword light flew out, killing the disciple from Mount Song who was about to deliver the fatal blow. Swordqin jumped onto the table, shouting, “Do you guys understand the law protecting minors?” Wushuang and Pao Tianming collapsed in disbelief.
Watching the five below so calm and unhurried, Zhu Han sighed softly, her tone full of admiration.
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But Li Lingtian grew increasingly anxious, thinking all of this was useless. Yet, under everyone’s expectant gaze, the location of the treasure trove finally appeared.
When the three judges began tasting Ye Chui and Meng Qiyong’s dishes, everyone held their breath, waiting silently for the final results.
Mo Ye couldn’t perform precise analysis or calculation, but even by elimination, he knew exactly where the most suitable, safest, and most trustworthy vessel was in this place.
He found a staff member in the corridor and asked about Keqing’s room, then went there. Unfortunately, it seemed she wasn’t in; no one answered after knocking for a long time.
When the entire TSM team lifted the Summoner’s Cup, the spell was broken and the legend set sail again. Flashbulbs flickered continuously, frames recording every moment.
“This old man’s way of seeing guests off… is quite unique,” Yuan Chen said, watching the spot vanish in the blink of an eye, sighing.
About three hundred years after the school’s founding, Europe’s three largest magical academies began holding the Triwizard Tournament under Hogwarts’ leadership. The other two schools were Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.
“Junior Brother Qingquan, why must you suffer like this?” Qingyi looked at her former fellow disciple, who had reached a point she never wished to see.
Among the skills, the “Blessing of the Gods” could not only affect the body but also directly influence the soul and mind.
Though many elements were mixed in—beef noodles, flipping over water dispensers, and the like.
“Hehe, now you see the benefits of bringing Sister Yushan out! Sister Yushan, you know this wild land better than us—are there any fun places nearby?” Wuyou smiled mischievously and tugged at Chang Yushan’s hand.
He saw the forest stirring through his telescope and smiled slightly, immediately entering hunting mode.
When he regained consciousness, he found he was the only one left; all other living and non-living things had vanished as if they had never existed. Later, he learned that the entire Jinling City, including the beast army inside, had mysteriously turned to ash.
Qin Ran headed toward the warrior sanatorium. His deep, hoarse voice sounded again, the eerie tone unsettling those around him.
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Everyone exchanged glances, their expressions twisted. Gongsun Lü’e, Wanyan Ping, and Yelü Yan all blushed deeply, their handsome faces flushed to their necks.
Liu Ruosong bowed gracefully but mentally recalled every famous swordsman in the martial world, yet could find no trace of anyone named Fang Ming, nor could he connect the person who killed Song Zhong with the young man before him who looked like a child.
Unexpectedly, before divine justice was served, wild laughter erupted. The Three Corpse Gu hidden in the dragon veins of Shenzhou cackled wildly. Its golden armor suddenly transformed into a dazzling streak of light that instantly descended before Ning Yuan.
This man was about thirty, with a full forehead, prominent nose and eyes, dressed in splendid clothes, tall and imposing, exuding extraordinary presence.
Facing Qin Ran’s sword strike, Ye Jing had no choice but to use a more primitive method he had long despised: wielding the essence of “Polar Night” to parry.
Wang Baobao watched with pain. These were his top fighters. As soon as the Eighteen Vajras moved, Xin Han killed three of them and crippled five more.
After eating enough food, Qin Ran thought of Aitelina beside him and invited her. Given their relationship, such an invitation was necessary; in fact, from some perspectives, he was already late in doing so.
Sulfur Fire Spirit, Ice Soul Chill Spirit, Star Gold Devouring Behemoth, and Soren all appeared around Yang Feng, each chasing after one fleeing immortal cultivator.
Falling into the Sea of Blood meant only one outcome: flesh and blood were devoured by the sea, the soul sank within, lost in the blood. The more victims the Sea of Blood killed, the more souls it consumed, thus increasing its power.
To everyone’s astonishment, the Abominable Monster bit into the Sun Flame Supreme. Under the blazing sun, its power intensified, and the Sun Flame Supreme exploded directly under the monster’s jaws.