Volume 1, Chapter 23: Big Brother, Just Take the Money, Spare the Virtue

Deep in the night, two shadows darted swiftly across the eaves of the Ministry of Justice. Taking advantage of the guard rotation, they slipped inside and concealed themselves within the darkness of the corridor.

After one of them signaled to the other, they quietly slid open the window of the Ministry’s archive room, then slipped inside.

Cong Yi was stunned. He knew the Dragon Pearl was a treasure, but didn’t treasures require a drop of blood to recognize their master? Could his mere words really make the system handle it for him?

Quite satisfied, he recalled Erha, gave its wolf head an affectionate pat, and then let it run free to play as it pleased.

In his heart, the Desolate Flood Beast wanted to obey Han Lei, but he had no choice but to follow the orders of the Desolate Lord; otherwise, there would be no place for him to survive in the entire Great Wilderness.

However, once beyond the borders, it was Chu Shan’s territory. He was now powerless to contend with Chu Shan.

Cheng Yitian doted on her greatly. He took her shining hand into his warm palm, his firm gaze filled with a smile as he reassured her not to worry.

Her body was wrapped in a few green leaves, and her arms were encircled by thorny, ribbon-like vines.

Otherwise, the brothers Hu Lieyang and Hu Lieyan would not have gone to rob with such confidence. To them, Foundation Establishment cultivators were no more than vegetables waiting to be chopped.

The Su family brought her back when she was eight and took care of her quite considerately. The Su family valued their reputation, so Su Hang’s food, clothing, and education were not a whit inferior to Su Yubei’s.

Hearing the cowardly pleading of the burly man, Dong Ze curled his lip in disdain. But the insult from moments ago could not simply be brushed aside. He was a demonic cultivator, not some righteous hero; he had no need for such pretenses of morality.

I am not in a hurry either. Collecting silver fox fur is one thing, but it is more important for me to capture a summon beast with at least average talent.

As the Hyper Beam subsided, Tyranitar slowly emerged from the cave, his expression solemn as he watched the roaring Tyranitar from a distance.

"Daddy!" Qi Yue was very obedient toward Ling Baolu, opening his mouth to call out "Daddy" in a sweet, melodious voice.

Several more grenades were fired, and Zheng Qi and his special forces team, who were attempting a stealthy assault, were forced to hit the dirt once again.

"Brother Zheng Qi, I’m about to get beaten up!" seeing the enemy closing in, Zhao Jia yelled at the top of his lungs.

The psychological resilience of middle school students is clearly not as high as that of professional players; their ability to self-regulate is poor, and once they are rattled, they have almost no strength left to fight back. Even in professional games, there is such a thing as "garbage time."

In fact, the true requirement for challenging Tian Tian’s guardian spirit was to meet Tian Tian’s demands and make her willingly open the barrier.

Han Yi felt solitary and alienated, an outsider looking in. He lifted his leaden legs, trying to catch up with the moving group, but it felt as though a warm hand had firmly held him back.

Under Arno’s attack, Spiritomb managed to hold out for only a few more seconds before being sealed by Arno and buried deep underground.

With the rain making training impossible, Lin Xiao had no choice but to huddle together with Mi Xueer in the tent, watching the Grand Festival.

"This is the Tianning Sect, not your Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. I advise you to think twice before acting, Senior," Han Qianyu said indifferently.

In the eyes of practitioners, the best defense is a good offense, so offensive techniques are far more expensive than defensive ones of the same rank. Furthermore, the greater the power, the higher the price.

He patted the box, faced the light of the blood moon, and ignoring the men fighting nearby, chased in the direction where Xuan Yi had disappeared.

Although she did not say it explicitly, Lu Mingyu understood the moment he heard it. Since Jiang Yueming had two large bags of clothes at his place, they must have been living together to some extent. Even if they had been husband and wife for a day, they were still bound by that intimacy; he couldn't simply treat her as a stranger just because she had cheated on him.