Volume 1, Chapter 36: Who Is the Right One

"Why are you still standing out here in the rain? I heard from the Fourteenth Prince a while ago that you had caught a cold; how are you feeling now?" Consort De asked, looking at Mu Ximei with a face full of concern.

Upon hearing Biru call her by her first name for the first time, Mu Ximei was slightly stunned, but as she listened to her words, she turned her face away, refusing to meet Biru’s clear, penetrating gaze.

Time ticked away, and Jiang Yi’s expression began to show signs of anxiety, while Ling Yanyu, cradled in his arms, remained calm and serene, showing no fear or alarm.

Previously, Jiang Yi had been wondering how Feng Bailu could possibly defeat the Realm of Illusion and withstand the power of the origin.

Although Liu Wuzhou fought desperately in an attempt to break through the encirclement, he was ultimately struck by dozens of arrows and died. All of his accompanying elite soldiers were killed in battle as well. West of Bai Bi and south of Longmen Pass, all cities and counties were reclaimed by Li Shimin.

Luo Xi looked up at him, eyeing him with suspicion. She simply did not believe that he was indifferent to the throne. She had watched too many television dramas and understood the minds of these men all too well—the allure of the throne and power was immense; they would choose the empire over beauty.

Andy’s previously firm face went rigid. He could not believe that he was the one who had ended up in the trap. The generals around him were also shocked; could it be that all the intelligence brought back by Huan Luo was true?

Liang Yin unleashed an energy ball with all her might at the Eternal Staff, but the staff remained unmoved, standing in place as it absorbed all the energy.

She suddenly recalled how she had repeatedly blushed at Leng Wuchen's words; she wondered if he had truly felt a flicker of genuine attraction when he saw her shy appearance back then.

"Speak! What is this one?" Kangxi picked up another morsel with his chopsticks, ate it, and then asked.

Lin Qing did not care about this at all. If it were anyone else who had obtained the system, they would likely share Xia Donghai’s mindset—even though he himself had been a fortune teller before.

Dilireba, Tang Zixin, and Lu Han covered their ears, looking at Chen Mu in shock; their ears were ringing from Chen Mu’s roar, buzzing incessantly.

After carefully examining the stone palace, he pushed his soul power to the limit to sense its mysteries, but in the end, he gained nothing and only left himself feeling quite exhausted.

"It’s alright! You are indeed a bit weaker than Johnson in terms of strength; we cannot deny that. But you are still young, and there is plenty of room for improvement in the future." Seeing that Guo Zizhao did not seem very happy, his father began to comfort his son.

"No problem!" Under Chen Mu’s expression of gratitude, Xia Tian scratched his head shyly and grinned.

As if sensing the thoughts in Lin Yu’s mind, the light screen trembled, many items disappeared from it, and many new things appeared in their place.

Finally, it transformed into a deep purple-gold silk robe, which draped over his body, covering the perfect, breathtaking scenery.

Thor and his group arrived outside the station controlled by S.H.I.E.L.D., though Jane believed all of this was merely a delusion of Thor’s.

"Cough!" Shocked, he looked up at the giant black shadow amidst the wind and thunder. Lin Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he gulped down his saliva, only to choke on it and break into a violent cough.

The Sixth Dharma Form, besides desperately driving the Great Causality Technique, frantically carving the totems of the River of Causality, and obsessively contemplating the Twelve Nidanas, wanted nothing else. He only wished to transfer the power of causality, hoping that once the Seventh Dharma Form emerged, the foul stench within his soul might be slightly alleviated.

That was the tip of the Emperor’s Sword; that was a brilliant streak of lightning; that was the gaze of Ye Qingxue.

Less than an incense stick’s time later, Zhong Li and Qin Yao arrived. They stood high in the sky, looking down at Duan Qianyao and the Ancient War Witch Cave behind her.

As soon as these words fell, the group simultaneously realized a fact, and one after another, they revealed expressions of shock, blurting it out.

Chen Jing spoke calmly. At first, his voice was not loud, but later it echoed throughout the space. By the end, Chen Jing let out a long howl toward the sky; the sound still echoed in the mountains, and the hum of a sword rose into the heavens.

This mutation of the continent could allow most adventurers to evolve to the Heavenly Level. If they occupied a dragon vein like Snow Moon, the entire guild would undergo a qualitative transformation.

"Everyone, please, come inside." As the owner of the Spring Night Tower, Zhang Yifeng gestured in a welcoming manner.

With a boom, the top floor of the pleasure boat split into pieces. A figure, covered in a mixture of deep green and faint cyan light, shot into the sky, soaring five yards high! His eyes were like thunder and lightning as he scanned the area, discovering the ripples left by Long Tianwei’s vibrations in the water, yet unable to locate Long Tianwei’s actual form beneath the surface.

"Brother, you’re here," Gong Zilin stood up, holding Su Xi’er as she walked over, speaking with affection.

Pale, weak words were useless to those who had become numb, but many of the elders were former soldiers under Mo Li’s command; at this moment, they all began to rally the others. Within the Black Flame Dragon Clan, there were still quite a few men of renown.

Although their overt opponents were also just a few playboys, standing behind these playboys were the top-tier families of the capital! Without the families' tacit approval, would these few fools dare to drug Long Tianwei and Wang Zilong, acting so arrogantly and unscrupulously?

As soon as the shout went out, the man and the beast changed repeatedly. A streak of purple light flickered like lightning, and the beast spat out various spirit minks, attacking and exploding continuously. In an instant, eight hundred were wiped out—more than what the two of them combined had managed.