Chapter 30: Exclusive to Jinjiang

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The Seven-Star Sword Emperor and the Azure Moon Sword Emperor, as powerhouses at the Human Emperor Realm, possessed formidable strength. Yet, when facing the Tyrant Sword, they were still like ants trying to shake the heavens—utterly overestimating their own capabilities.

"Daring to hit your husband, you really are asking for it." Ye Shikai smiled faintly, directly pinning Su Qingyu onto the bed and gently kissing her cheek.

"So, how exactly am I supposed to demonstrate?" Gong Yan appeared somewhat impatient. His indifferent gaze incensed the high-ranking warriors.

Furthermore, this formation inherited the ability to refine pills from flesh and blood. Not only could it use the blood of spirit beasts and humans to refine pills that aided in breakthroughs, but it could also manifest skeletal demons to attack enemies.

In the oasis, one could see towering Titan Giants beating their chests and roaring.

The man’s expression was extremely ugly. Gong Yan had never held him in high regard, and even the three people behind him could no longer restrain themselves.

As Gong Yan flew over, Zhong Yu was stunned. "So it was you! You didn't die from the collision earlier?" She retreated while using her energy shield to withstand the flames.

The incredibly heavy and sharp Gan-Qi was like a terrifying butcher's knife, and its massive body acted like a meat grinder, hacking the surrounding guardian spirits and spirit hosts into pieces.

The battle between Ji Lusui and the Violent Ape was progressing in just this manner. However, as the fight wore on, the brows of both combatants began to furrow, deepening until they were tightly knitted together.

Before Ye Shikai could react, he felt a chill on his lips. Chen Yuxin had turned around at some point and pressed her lips against his.

Su Mu, who originally thought he was being hunted by Su Mu, could not help but be filled with intense curiosity despite his caution when he saw the vast, barren plain devoid of any plants or trees.

Brushing the silver hair from his eyes and tucking it behind his ears, Su Mu removed his outer garment and walked into the pool.

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This was also a grand joke—Yin Zhi's birthday banquet had turned into a venue for Zheng Yanzhong to show off his English, while Yin Zhi himself had no real substance to display.

"Didn't you say our lives are symbiotically linked? If I jump down, you will die too," Ye Ge threatened.

Looking closer, the situation was not as it seemed. Yin Zhi was conversing with a Dutchman, though the exchange was stuttering and accompanied by various gestures. The Dutchman replied to him in the same manner.

He always felt that these flags served a monumental purpose. An inexplicable force urged him to move inward; he knew this was not mere curiosity, but a sense of mission.

As the head of a second-rate aristocratic family, he naturally possessed certain skills. It was fortunate that Hong Feng had prepared in advance, otherwise, he could easily have fallen victim to them.

Thinking of this, a hint of loneliness crossed Luo Wusheng's face: Ye Qingjue is getting married, what else is there for me to pine for? As expected, I am not destined for handsome men.

Luo Wusheng dipped a cloth into the water basin, bent down, and placed the wet cloth directly onto her face. A wave of coolness followed by a sensation of breathlessness washed over her, and the cloth fell back into the basin, floating on the surface.

"Ruoyao, if you know he is a liar, that is wonderful. Do not pay any attention to such people in the future." Cheng Yanzhong happily tried to move closer to her.

Moreover, she was the only Golden Core peak expert in the entire Flying Cloud Sect; how could she possibly save the sect?

Until Liu Sen’s figure completely vanished, he remained in a state of fascination—this was a miracle-maker of the academy, rising from a level four magic student to a Magic Mentor in just a few months! He had left behind a legend and a source of pride for the academy. Was it right or wrong to let him write yet another legend?

Lu Tingxiao paused only briefly before quickly entering Ning Xi's birthday and pulling up the surveillance footage from that time.

Seeing Shen Muqing intercede on behalf of Feng Wanqing, the Grand Madam glanced at Liang Jimin without changing her expression. Noncommittally, she dismissed everyone in the room, leaving only Shen Muqing behind to speak.

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With Fan Dai’s words and his push, a burst of laughter erupted from the unsuspecting customers in the shop.

Secondly, the hide of this Iron Scorpion was made of an unknown, exceptionally hard metal. Once the ruins were opened, it would surely be highly sought after by buyers to be crafted into armor.

No matter how powerful a single soldier might be, breaking through a defensive barrier relied on one's own internal magic, unlike the Heavenly Thunder Army’s "Returning to One" formation, which could directly borrow a portion of the world's spiritual energy, reducing the drain on one’s own power.

Having made up her mind, she did not look back to criticize Fan Dai’s unauthorized actions. She signaled for Luo to take care of Fan Baicai and walked straight into the shop.

"I don't have a sample, but I do have a few photos here." Li Zhengxiang took out his phone and sent the photos to Li Feng's phone.

"Second brother, what has happened to you?" Fan Tong was the first to react, instinctively sensing that something had gone wrong.

Without me noticing, the person behind me had vanished, even though I had just heard footsteps walking behind me a moment ago.

Perhaps it was the result of long-term experimentation, the accumulation of countless experiences and endless inspiration—at this moment, when Han Xiao looked at this Thunder Talisman, it truly looked different.

Xing Lai even scanned the surrounding buildings. He seemed to catch a glimpse of Ji Ke on the third floor of the building behind him, but Ji Ke was clearly not paying attention to him, instead staring in another direction.