047, Leave the Squad!

"Oh?"
"You knew?"
Now it was Qi Ran's turn to be astonished!
"If you knew, why did you still treat me so well?"
"Aren't you treating me this way just because I am a member of the Light Clan?"
Taken by surprise, the thoughts in Qi Ran's heart spilled right out!
Hearing this, Tarn let out a chuckle, patted Qi Ran on the head, and said in a gentle tone:
"That's not it, oh. In the beginning, when I proposed to—"

Meanwhile, the African Union was also furious, repeatedly declaring that it would restrict foreign entry in the future and would not even let superheroes in. Of course, such talk was directly ignored, as the very name "superhero" implies the ability to roam freely through any country without the need for a passport.

The transformation of the ghost ship exceeded even Yang Yi's imagination. First, the entire vessel gained a three-dimensional solidity; while the hull had previously possessed a slight tilt, it was now floating completely level upon the surface of the sea. Second, under the moonlight, the ghost ship emitted a faint, multi-colored radiance. How should one describe it? It was as if it had transformed into a rainbow ship, extraordinarily magnificent and pleasing to the eye.

The Holy Son made a decisive judgment, abandoning these several hundred Immortal Monarchs, and hastily departed with the rest.

Qi Zai thought to himself, and seeing that Bai Xunyi did not state it directly, he also kept silent to avoid making things awkward for everyone.

Liu Xing also filled his cup. Normally he did not drink alcohol, but at this moment, he downed the full cup of white liquor meant for Qi Haiyang in just a few gulping breaths.

The moment Xia Shiyuan heard that the doctor was arriving immediately, he forgot all about propriety, walked straight over, picked up Lady Liu in his arms, and strode toward Ziwu Courtyard.

The Heavenly River's Weak Water possessed the power of corrosion; even the members of the Wu Clan, despite possessing divine powers, could not withstand the Weak Water. Fortunately, more than a dozen Great Witches intervened, so the losses were not catastrophic. Moreover, as the mutton-fat jade bottle flashed and vanished, the torrential floods pouring down gradually receded.

Instantly, the many Foundation Establishment disciples in the Ziyang Main Hall began to buzz with discussion, filled with extreme astonishment that such a formidable figure existed. However, the prevailing sentiment was one of sighing over the Turtle Treasure's cultivation of the Zixiao Heart Classic.

After a moment, he thought to himself: Could it really be necessary to resort to that ultimate move? Yet if I do, and fail to win, I will be entirely at the mercy of others.

The swordsmanship looked completely ordinary, appearing like a routine, commonplace sword strike. But upon careful perception, it seemed imbued with the might of heaven and earth, growing all the more terrifying the longer one watched.

Relying on the token given to her by Beiming Ao, Leng Yuehuang successfully entered the Celestial Master's Mansion, where she was currently chatting with the Celestial Master.

"Why do you answer him when he asks, but refuse to answer when I ask? You are clearly being partial, and you look down on me, Sixi! Hmph!" Sixi crossed her arms in anger.

Just now, she had been on the verge of learning the truth about what happened back then, only to be interrupted by Zhong Zhong's unexpected intrusion. If she had persisted just a little longer, Xie Yuhua would have told her everything.

Only after the Red Dragon inquired did I realize that the two characters "Red Dragon" engraved upon this wooden tablet were indeed his true name. Yet this name bore no resemblance to one chosen intentionally; rather, it sounded more like a tribal designation or some form of symbol.

On the day her mother passed away, Xie Yuhua was still at school. Upon receiving the news, she hurried over under her teacher's guidance. But before she could exchange more than a few words, her mother was gone. Her father told her that her mother had suffered a severe hemorrhage after giving birth to her younger sister and died because rescue efforts came too late.

Yet when my gaze fell upon the features of the person stepping through the threshold of the council hall's main gates, I suddenly froze. My eyes widened abruptly, and instinctively I leaned forward, intending to step ahead. To my unexpected shock, Moyuan, standing right beside me, suddenly gripped my arm tightly, confining me firmly to his side.

Undoubtedly, everyone began to re-evaluate the situation and reconsider whether they should continue remaining in the First Elder's faction.

"As expected, I wondered how you could possibly die so easily," Nangong Yunting said, devoid of either joy or sorrow. Although Shangguan Yuhua had been utterly loyal to him, he was well aware of her ulterior motives. Precisely because of this, he felt nothing but cold indifference toward her. She helped him, and one day he could grant her high official posts and generous stipends, but that did not include his affections.