Volume 1, Chapter 42: It Concerns the Matter of Heirs

Because just as the torrential rain stopped, the Public Security Bureau actually led forces to directly surround the Inspection Department building, subduing all the inspectors.

The moonlight spilled over Shen Shutang, making her look so surreal and unimaginably beautiful, like someone from another realm who would shatter at the slightest touch.

The seal within the sea of consciousness spun violently, yet the imprint of the Jade Emperor Scripture remained as steady as Mount Tai. Lin Feng looked toward Yao Mei'er, who happened to be looking back at him.

Seeing Jiang Wanyin's exasperated expression, for a split second, he wondered if he had perhaps misunderstood the academic counselor.

Hearing the request, Tianyuan unleashed the lightning that was harassing him from both sides, brought his hands together, and pointed his index and middle fingers at his temples. Golden light surged within his celestial eye. The golden dragon's breath grew even stronger, directly overwhelming the azure dragon and plunging into the formation.

"Second Senior Sister, please, let's take a break. I really can't go on, I have no strength left!" Mufan was utterly exhausted at this point. He had been sparring with his Second Senior Sister for the entire morning, and while she looked completely unfazed, he truly had no energy left to continue fighting.

Such a tender and soft voice was enough to melt an iron heart. One could not keep up the act any longer, for going too far is as bad as falling short.

Looking at Qimeng's attitude, Tang Lian originally wanted to say something more, but upon second thought, she understood what the other was afraid of.

In the end, both sides erupted into a decisive battle in Loulan. Erming Kesi died in battle, and of the one hundred thousand cavalry, fewer than ten thousand escaped back to their country. The Tang family army slaughtered thirty thousand and buried over fifty thousand alive.

Fuqu departed immediately, and people upstairs and downstairs who had been warned of the danger flew out from various exits, creating the magnificent spectacle of ten thousand cultivators soaring through the sky outside the Red Pavilion.

"Is this about the living dead that the white cat mentioned? I reckon this business is mostly the handiwork of that duplication box," said the Purple Dragon.

Tang Weiwei understood instantly; it was indeed Wang Ya. Wait... judging by this item, could it prove that Wang Ya had time-traveled to this world from before the apocalypse?

Why would a room that originally possessed no spiritual energy suddenly become filled with dense spiritual energy the moment a student ID card was inserted? What was the principle behind this?

Li Na was showing Liu Lan around the rooms when Song Weiwei suddenly barged in, instantly filling Li Na with irritation. This was her territory, so how could she possibly turn a blind eye to someone trying to usurp her domain?

Weiwei, standing outside the door, glanced at the jade scepter resembling a *ruyi* or a cane on the tray she held, roughly guessing that the person inside wanted this item. Composing her expression, she lowered her head and walked into the room. Sensing that Shui Wanyi was sitting with her back to her, she gently raised her head.

Yet this fellow had actually fallen asleep, and Fat Dong possessed a peculiar habit: once asleep, no amount of calling from others could wake him.

Naturally, the One Youth of the Nine Heavens did not care, and Nan Guang was exceptionally respectful. How could he possibly forget the existence who had seen right through him with a single glance back then, the harbinger of nightmares and shame for the Holy Palace?

Dugu Jian's expression darkened. Determining the victor would not be a matter of a short time, and moreover, he lacked absolute confidence. "Just how long do you plan to stand there watching the show?" Dugu Jian finally turned and asked the members of the Righteous Alliance.

For a moment, the ranged players of the War Alliance felt that everyone was in danger. In the blink of an eye, a significant number of them had been instantly killed by that elusive opposing archer, yet they hadn't even managed to touch a single hair of the enemy.

After Li Bin finished speaking, the ancient beast Feiyi within his Dao-mind sea let out a roar before finally vanishing in reluctance.

Yet from Ye Feng's expression, not a shred of guilt could be seen; instead, he appeared entirely at ease and untroubled.

Wang Long's burst of speed was extraordinarily swift, resembling a hawk striking the vast sky or a fish gliding through the depths, leaving completely no trace to follow.

Fang Cheng felt somewhat reassured, but there were many things he could neither say nor ask, forcing him to hold everything inside for the entire night. Now, seeing that Ye Qian was safe, apart from a hint of fatigue, his face betrayed no other emotions.

Ever since the old master clasped their hands together, those two hands had never parted. It was fine while they were at the hospital, but now that they were out in public, it felt somewhat conspicuous.

Luo Yinghao cried out in alarm. At the same moment, Li You and the others were equally shaken, having also caught sight of familiar faces—some from the Demon clan, the Devil clan, the Spirit clan, the Celestial clan, the Angel clan, and even the Underworld. Powerlords from nearly every race were present.

Chu Tian and the three others could not help but release their spiritual awareness to probe, but the moment their awareness reached that area, it was abruptly and forcibly cut off, unable to penetrate further.

With the addition of Lucano, a single exchange was all it took for Chu Tian to be thoroughly driven into a disadvantageous position, leaving him with almost no capacity to resist.

Because the melody of this birthday song was simple and the lyrics were quite straightforward, Leng Ruobing and Chenchen snapped out of their daze and immediately joined Li Bai in singing along.

Along both sides of the long corridor, rooms had been cleverly carved out, making full use of the space with remarkable ingenuity.

Gu Xuewu and Chu Feng continuously dodged, sprinting across the distance of two thousand meters in less than thirty seconds.

Who knew if someone from Fangzheng Medical Hall had come to cause trouble? If it really were them, he certainly wouldn't show any courtesy and would definitely give them a proper "welcome."

Because she had been busy with wedding arrangements over the past few days, many preparations for the upcoming Lunar New Year at home had not yet been addressed.

"You don't even know to say thank you. This is only what I, as your martial uncle, ought to do. If you truly wish to thank me, then from now on, whenever you see injured dogs, just rescue them. That will be thanks enough." The Celestial Hound let out a yawn and said to Chu Ye.

One must remember that during the previous gambling session, Xu Qing Yun had looked utterly ordinary, and even the items he produced were completely mundane, yet Boss Jin had willingly played against him.

Opening her eyes, she found herself safely lying on her own living room sofa, while directly opposite her, Dongfang Wan'er and Dongfang Mu stared blankly at her, gazing at her sudden and unannounced appearance out of thin air.