Chapter 27

Why does it feel a bit strange? Yet, I cannot pinpoint where this sense of oddity originates.

Yang Chen was straightforward; he picked up Han Yang, who was on the ground. I felt a bit worried, as Han Yang’s family had previously joined forces with two other districts to suppress the Eastern District.

"Why capture me!" the silver-haired man frowned, watching as two captain-level figures beneath him moved simultaneously to seal his powers.

He was caught between laughter and tears. He hurried forward, disregarding others’ moods, pushing people aside with both arms, which immediately drew a barrage of curses.

What he wanted to know now, by questioning Ichii Murahara, concerned this very object.

Jin Yin flirted, "Don't you like me like this too?" It was evident that Pan Zong and Jin Yin had a good relationship with the Spirit Envoy, which made him feel fortunate that he hadn't crossed them.

"Stop, stop!" I interrupted before he could finish, as I truly couldn't bear to listen anymore.

This was no lie; Lin Ming only wanted to be an idle spirit, with no desire to become an Arrancar or a Soul Reaper.

"We naturally cannot bring her along like this; let us wake her up first. I see no signs of poison; it appears she has merely fainted from a minor cause." Ling Anfeng scanned his surroundings, though he felt no surprise, as such occurrences were common within the Imperial Palace.

It is said that from then on, every spring when the flowers bloomed, the Golden Toad would descend to the mortal realm for ten or fifteen days to busy himself, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Nangong Yu strike down Fei Zhong and You Hun with his sword, Daji was terrified, yet she had not forgotten to save her own life! She fled in a panic back to the Xiaoyao Palace, where she found King Zhou still lost in a drunken stupor. She pulled the corner of the quilt and burrowed into his embrace.

Yet, it was precisely because of the genuine emotions Ling Yunjun displayed that the kind-faced old man could not help but shed tears.

The table was placed by the bedside, which was standard, but its position was improper; a screen should have been used to separate the bed from other items. This point became a flaw in the room.

Zhuo Yifan hesitated, afraid to strike, thinking that this would only make a fool of himself. How could he possibly punch through Profound Ice that was harder than steel?

Recalling the mysterious smile on Sola’s face when he said those words, Ling Yun felt as if he had boarded a pirate ship, but it mattered little; he had already intended to practice all three forms anyway.

Looking at the smiling Hanston and Dimas, Ling Yun was momentarily stunned, though his mind drifted involuntarily toward the Bone Hall from the game.

Deep beneath Lake Beryl, Ling Yun swam rapidly toward the center, with Larry in close pursuit not far behind.

Although they had no prior dealings with Chen Haoran, the brief encounter just moments ago, coupled with the scene of him slapping a high-ranking official the moment he stepped off the plane, convinced them that Chen Haoran was absolutely capable of using a rocket launcher to settle scores.

In ordinary times, if the Chinese authorities wished to build a new city, it would take at least a year or two from design to construction.

Without a suitable weapon, one’s strength would indeed be greatly diminished. However, Mi Xun was a powerhouse at the second stage of Dongxuan, and likely at its peak. It was unlikely Tang Huan could defeat him alone, but if they worked together, blocking him should not be difficult.

Ye Chuching shrugged, neither slowing down nor stopping to turn back after Chen Yiqing, continuing to drive forward.

"Alright, we can discuss that later. Boss Zhu is back, though it seems he returned empty-handed!" Chen Haoran chuckled as he watched Boss Zhu running toward him, panting.

Tang Huan felt a chill; from that aura alone, he could judge that the newcomer was incredibly powerful, likely a ninth-stage peak Martial Saint.

He nodded. The mage who underwent rainbow-body transformation was named Lundai; Yaoyao had led him to find a Living Buddha first, and it was later that they located this mage.

He waited for a long time, yet felt no pain on his cheek, remaining unscathed where he stood.

The Viper’s hideout was located in an abandoned chemical plant on the outskirts of Qing City. Surrounded by overgrown weeds, it was extremely remote and practically uninhabited.

After a round of covering fire, the pirates threw a large net, lashing the two ships together.

Had it not been for that casual grab, he would likely have been done for, or at the very least, left paralyzed.

He hadn't expected the inner sect to be so difficult to enter; it took the two of them a Herculean effort and a significant amount of gold coins before they finally saw Jiang Muqing.

Once inside the school and having received the internship list, he hadn't even had a chance to look at it before Pei Chenyu grabbed his wrist.

She had yet to discover anything, and even if it were her aunt... there should have been some traces left behind.

Lin Yu stumbled as he climbed up, looking up at the wall calendar to find it was already the next day. Touching the bed and the walls, he felt the icy temperature on his hands, feeling as though he were in a dream—he had died only yesterday, yet here he was, alive again today.

According to the original owner’s memories, the genius of the Yun family was his good second sister, Yun Qingrou, followed by the third sister of the second branch, Yun Qingying.