Volume 1, Chapter 48: Arrival at the Northern Province Border!

"Chu Tianxing, having killed Liu Yuting, a waste with mediocre aptitude, do you truly believe you can act invincible in the Inner Court?"
Mu Yuyao said with utter disdain, "Do not assume that because your combat prowess rivals that of peerless prodigies, you actually are one. Do not forget your abysmal comprehension skills! You are not worthy!"
"Senior Sister Mu is right! Chu Tianxing probably doesn't know that every probationary disciple in the Inner Court holds the qualification to become a peerless prodigy!"
"Indeed! All probationary disciples possess special constitutions, a fact confirmed by the Sacred Ground, though they just haven't awakened yet!"
"Now I understand the source of Chu Tianxing's confidence—isn't it just that he awakened his constitution and bloodline a step earlier?"
Hearing the words of the gathered disciples...

Xu Jiao had never seen anyone pull out a complete, unbroken string of thoughts as smoothly as Qin Ze. Furthermore, his creative process was unlike anyone else's; normally, people composed the melody first and then wrote the lyrics.
"His psychological resilience is quite good. I actually thought he would stutter when speaking," Qin Ze lowered his head and whispered into his sister's ear.
If he were to tell them the truth, not only would they refuse to believe it, but they would also look at him as if he were a freak. After all, making corn sprout overnight was truly terrifying. If things went poorly, those experts might even capture him for research.

Upon hearing that voice transmission, Chiyan stood frozen in place, dazed, and it took a long time for him to react.
That monster had the horns of an ox and the face of a horse, yet its body resembled that of a feline. Its tail ended in a fluffy, gray-white ball like that of a rabbit, and its feet possessed bone-like claws that left deep gouges in the plastic running track as it sprinted.
Especially since behind that void lay immense spiritual resources, which continuously supplied their warships with endless bombardment, occasionally even mixed with attacks capable of destroying the shadow form.

With a gentle flick of his foot, Hu Fei kicked the ball away, silently conveying his intentions.
Even devoid of spiritual intelligence and akin to mere ferocious beasts, such entities possessed physiques that even Demon Emperors would find difficult to injure easily.

"The identity of Lu Zhengling as a deceased person has now been truly confirmed." If Lu Li did not have his true body constantly correcting his memories, he too would have grown entirely confused, forgetting the real Lu Zhengling in reality.
Following Fu Yunyao's suggestion, she did not follow closely behind them, but instead formed a lotus hand seal and cast a protective lotus barrier over the two of them.
Humanity had assembled two grand armies; on one front, they waged war against the Birdman race and the various tribes integrated within them, while on the other, they desperately blocked the Devouring Beasts from invading the Chaotic Realm.

However, on his very first day officially starting work in Shuangshan Town, Zhang Gang rejected this culture of wining and dining, explicitly demanding that all staff members remain fully at their posts during the afternoon working hours.
Seeing Liu Changfeng pause for a long time on that elevated platform, the inner sect disciples in the plaza began to whisper among themselves.
For instance, this concept of in-depth study required proud talents to leave their names in certain secret realms within the academy—breaking records was one way, and clearing the levels was another. These measures were designed entirely to gauge the combat power and potential of the talents for screening purposes.

Guiding Hou San to the opposite chair, Chu Tianxing fetched him a bottle of mineral water. Lighting a cigarette each, they began to chat animatedly, thoroughly engrossed in their conversation.
The singer dressed in tight black attire and wearing a cat mask stepped onto the stage, and the audience instantly quieted down.
"Based on what you just said, everyone where we come from would starve to death," Xiao Nier blurted out a startling remark from another table.
"Tell me, how could he be so wealthy? Even if his old man were a miraculous physician, it would be impossible to leave him that much money," Tang Bohu had always been puzzled by this exact question.

Zhao Lingfei and Huo Feng finally snapped out of it. Visibly thrilled, the two of them shared a hug with Ye Qing and shouted congratulations.
Only then did Yunye carefully examine the sturdy man before him. He was dressed entirely in warrior attire, with a green cloth band tied around his head, deliberately leaving a trailing end fluttering in the wind. A wide, rib-compressing belt was fastened around his waist, and a long saber was strapped to his back, making him look imposing and majestic.
The next day, Cheng Lingzhi unexpectedly enjoyed a bit of sleep-in, failing to wake up even past her usual biological clock. Situ Haoyu had long since awakened, propping his head up as he watched her peaceful sleeping face.

The people around them snapped back to reality and hurriedly averted their gazes, though they could not help muttering inwardly: *Such a pretty girl, why is her table manners so atrocious?*

Handsome gave an indifferent, cheeky chuckle and shamelessly picked up a cherry, tossing it into his mouth to eat.
Mounting his horse in a single, fluid motion, his sturdy figure made him look like a valorous and martial general. Yet why—why did he refuse to reveal his true identity?
Night Lin and Night Sen seemed to have timed it precisely; the moment Ye Zhenzhen's words fell, the two of them walked in.
However, he could not show the slightest flaw right now and still had to play out his act, which truly tested his limits.

Di Lan looked all around, yet there was not a single sign of anything burning. It was utterly baffling—where on earth was this increasingly strong smell of fire coming from?
Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed into her mind—that gentle smile, those warm hands, every single gesture exuding boundless care.
It turned out that last night, even after weeping until she fainted, Diaochan had still been calling out Yunhang's name in her sleep. This was supposed to be her grand wedding night with Fengxian, yet she had acted like a wretched woman. This was simply too unfair to Lü Bu.

Just as the words faded, Xie Bi felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and a burly man in black was already standing ten feet away.
Melissa's mobile phone GPS had been locked onto by Kenai; as long as there was a signal, her location could be tracked. Therefore, the code coordinates and Arabic numerals for the time on that note represented Melissa's exact appearance coordinates and precise time.
"Isn't this wonderful?" Seeing the expressions of his four senior brothers, she realized she had spoken out of turn again and hurriedly clamped her mouth shut.