Chapter Twenty-Four: Who I Like Is None of Your Business

This is the newly awakened ability of the Dragon-Seeking Eye, capable of perceiving the variables and calamities of all things, essentially functioning as the power to foresee the future.

Moments later, five great cultivators of the Spirit Soul stage and twelve cultivators of the Qi-Induction stage within the city rose into the air, each wielding a refined Star Constellation Banner.

He had originally intended to subdue these people after intimidating them, hoping to learn more about the Azure Sun Realm, but it seemed that a confrontation was inevitable.

Back at the Zou manor, she had already been suspicious. Her identity was practically exposed, and while Lady Shang’s contact with her could be dismissed as mere political maneuvering, it was very strange that the young Zou Yi’ang and Zou Qiongruo were still following her lead.

Long Fei did not explicitly state that the other party was related to Baili Xingtian, but instead relayed Qiu Bo’s exact words to Elder Shi.

"Once, when I returned to the manor to check on things, I found someone cleaning. Upon asking, I learned that the steward of Prince An’s estate had ordered it," Mrs. Yuan said.

The sturdy young man let out a cold shout, his figure flickering as he immediately set off in pursuit of Nurda.

Unexpectedly, she tripped over something by her feet and ended up tumbling directly into his arms.

The fighting within Bishan City was brutal from start to finish. Even when pushed to the brink, the demon warriors refused to surrender, determined to shed their very last drop of blood.

Although Holtzendorff could not guarantee in his memorandum that Britain would kneel in surrender within a few months, he insisted that the consequences of not implementing unrestricted submarine warfare would be unimaginable. As the military high command reached a consensus, the leash on the submarine forces was about to be removed.

What she said was simple—just six words. There was no flattery or obsequiousness, yet coming from her, it felt different; it simply made one feel favorably inclined toward her.

The Divine Land of China contains two seas: the East Sea and the South Sea. Above the East Sea lie nine immortal mountains: Penglai, Yingzhou, Qiyun, Fanjing, Yunmeng, Yunding, Putuo, Yangming, and Xueyu.

Watching his arm, which had been completely charred, slowly begin to regenerate, the expression of Greya, the Prince of Darkness, finally turned solemn.

Just as he reached the entrance of the box office, Li Yaoyang heard people arguing and instinctively quickened his pace to investigate.

According to the plan, David Pinkman should have been waiting in the inner field by then; he was the key to ensuring Li Yaoyang’s safe departure through the main gate.

An overwhelming pressure washed over Song Jiao, giving her the distinct feeling that if she dared to lie, the man before her would instantly crush her skull.

But that was not the most terrifying part. What was truly terrifying was his belated realization that Su Chengxi knew everything he had done and had kept a trump card in reserve.

Seeing that the Golden Crocodile Douluo showed no intention of stopping, Bibi Dong’s gaze turned sharp. Her jade hand gripped her scepter tightly, prepared to step in at any moment to save Su Xing from the brink of collapse.

"..." After hearing Long Jiu’s words, Zhou Donglun felt a bit more at ease; at the very least, the other party was not seeking mutual destruction.

In the past fifty years, the Earth had undergone earth-shattering changes. The people around looked hurried, all seemingly in a rush, as if the pressures of life had intensified.

The price Mourinho had to pay was not being able to take a coaching job for a year. Not having to work while still getting paid—Mourinho agreed, deciding to take a break for a while.

In the ensuing match, the Nanhua team immediately tightened their defense. They had no hope of winning the championship, and naturally, they did not want to become a stepping stone for someone else’s victory.

"You say that you are an invincible existence here, which means you are not outside, right? So, what are you afraid of? How about I take a guess?" Yao Ye remained unmoved, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he spoke slowly.

Kaisa walked up to the referee and suddenly burst into laughter, shaking his head repeatedly to vent his dissatisfaction. He wanted to pin the referee down and give him a beating, but he couldn't! The entire Manchester United team relied on him to make a living; he couldn't afford to get into a fight.

While speaking, Yao Ye used one hand to draw in a seemingly ordinary mechanical soldier, a blue light flashing in his palm as he directly extracted its core essence.

"Emotional expression is genuine; emotional value has reached its peak. All requirements for activation have been met. Please choose whether to activate." A voice echoed within Yao Ye’s mind.

Meanwhile, the four great experts reunited with Lin Xuan. Xu Chengdao was pushed forward to ask Lin Xuan what had happened.

"You have been in the Qingtian for thousands of years. If you wanted to act, you would have done so long ago; why wait until now? Your kind nature is beyond doubt. That Ao Hu is one such example—he was so pretentious, yet you let him go. Why be like this now?" Yao Ye pleaded earnestly.

The two paladins were left in a disheveled state. The bishop had the intention to intervene, but for reasons unknown, he ultimately chose to exercise restraint.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect all knew that a young cultivator named Liu Wu lived on Ginkgo Ridge. He was a guest of Le Qianfeng and, due to certain events, had a significant connection to Le Ling’er.

Soft light flowed, clear as the moon. The mirror was not a real mirror, but a lake. The moon-like surface of the lake rippled with a gentle shimmer, calm and serene. If it were not a mirror, what else could it be?

The man in the black robe and cloak curled his lips slightly, then swung his arm violently, slamming a fist hard against the ground.

Seeing those sharp claws about to flatten her, the creature suddenly slowed down just as it was inches away from her.

It was the day of his sixth sister’s grand wedding; he did not want his own affairs to cause any accidents at her ceremony.

For the past two days, he had been restless. He did not consider such omens to be a good thing. There was a reason why the two great powers of the Blood Clan and the Immortal Trace Cloud Mansion had been able to stand for so long on the Divine Martial Continent.

Mentioning that name, the expression on the face of this master, who had survived a great calamity and been reborn, became complex, shifting, and deeply grave.

Sure enough, for the sake of the Purple Qi Pearl, Xiang Yangjun killed without mercy. The combined effort of three Earth-Fiend realm cultivators of the Iron Sword Sect was of no avail. Watching that massacre, Xu Yitian felt a sense of joy at his successful revenge, for had he not secretly devoured the cultivation of the Iron Sword Sect disciples, Xiang Yangjun would not have been able to slay the three Earth-Fiend cultivators so easily.

The Puppet Sect Master had complicated feelings toward Ye Mucheng. There was the guilt of having used him, as well as the wariness of his ability to tame even a Teng Snake. The Puppet Sect Master did not know how to interact with Ye Mucheng, so he ultimately adopted a laissez-faire attitude, later simply assigning Ye Mucheng the position of an idle elder.