Volume 1, Chapter 23: Sword Douluo Successfully Advances, Fang Yuan Performs Reanimation!

Guided by Ning Rongrong, the inner disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School worked in perfect unison. The light from over a thousand Seven Treasure Glazed Pagodas intertwined to form a brilliant, dazzling halo. This halo enveloped Sword Douluo Chen Xin, instantly intercepting and nullifying any soul skills directed at him. Within the glow, Chen Xin’s aura surged at an astonishing rate, the edge of his Seven-Kill Sword seemingly piercing the void and resonating with heaven and earth.

"Damn it! Our attacks are having no effect! And now that Qianjun and Jiangmo cannot perform their soul fusion skill again, what are we to do?" She Long was frantic. He never imagined that such a favorable situation could be turned around by the Sword Douluo like this...

Night Shadow felt it would be easier just to finish off the one connected to the tubes. It would save time. Slowly, he raised the ghost blade in his hand as spiritual energy surged madly into it.

The two followed the scent and found the courtyard where Wenren Ya and Shen Xiao were staying. They ran over excitedly upon entering, only to be ruthlessly shooed away by the master of the house.

Ye Ling and Man Yun knew Li Ye was avoiding the subject. Jealousy, resentment, and regret intertwined within them; they met each other's eyes but said nothing, lowering their heads to eat their meals.

Upon hearing this, Wen Chun frowned, realizing the matter was difficult to handle. Wang Gu had molested someone else's wife—a grievance no one could simply swallow.

Seeing Yang Jiaojian rushing toward the imperial palace, Yun Fengjin let out a roar and gave chase. The two horsemen charged through the palace gates one after the other, followed by the main troop.

Bai Ruoxi’s expression was complex. Although she knew Ye Feng had changed significantly, she had never been this shocked before; even Grandpa Tian, who had ascended to the rank of an Imperial-level master, had no choice but to compromise with Ye Feng.

Shen Yu told me that today was the birthday of Consort Xian in the palace and instructed me to disguise myself as his attendant to sneak in with him. He also warned me that the palace was not like the outside world—I must not listen, look, or wander around aimlessly, and certainly not make any loud noises.

"Trying to run? Stay here, all of you!" The cold, icy words sounded as if they had emerged from hell, sending tremors through the hearts of all who heard them.

This Goba tribesman was named Zack—a common name, yet he was the bravest and most formidable warrior in his tribe. This made his fate all the more tragic; his entire family had been held in solitary confinement, and he was only released for the sake of acting as a guide.

It was no wonder he felt a tightness in his chest; as a father, he had sensed his son’s crisis the moment it occurred.

Moreover, Gray was no fool with low emotional intelligence. He could naturally tell that there was a complicated affection between Erza and Jellal, something far deeper than the non-blood-related kinship of people huddling together for warmth in adversity.

"Refugees" have existed since ancient times. Whenever natural disasters or wars struck and the imperial court failed to provide timely relief, the people were forced to leave their homes, fleeing into deep mountains and vast marshes in search of a place to survive.

In the dimly lit parking lot, which smelled faintly of dampness, an electromagnetic field as bright as day and extremely dangerous had been established. This was a private zone, and also an arena.

Slightly intoxicated, He Miao said with indifference that if it weren’t for the regulation that the position of captain must be held by imperial relatives, he would hardly bother visiting the military camp every few days. Now that He Jin asked, he agreed without hesitation.

"Yao Yue One? She is quite nostalgic. Take me to see her," Ye Wutian said calmly.

Throughout the journey, his behavior had been ordinary and calm. When Fu'er pointed to the haystack where he had hastily buried Feng Wan’s body, he didn't even wait for her to speak before suddenly rushing forward.

Although Yuan Shao made a scene, it changed nothing. In fact, one could say that by summoning the officials today, Dong Zhuo was merely informing them of what he intended to do.

"What's her name?" Ye Wutian asked, retracting his phone. Now that he could confirm the mysterious person was Chu Fang’s eldest sister, the rest would be easy to handle.

The Dragon Sturgeon blinked and stared for a long time, unable to make sense of it. Had two diametrically opposed source auras just vanished like that? What was going on? He couldn't see what had changed about him at all.

Without the wealth and status of the An family, she, An Zhenxian, would truly become nothing more than a socialite to be toyed with, and her end would inevitably be miserable. An Zhenxian did not want to live such a life.

"Mayor Yu, hello." He bowed and scraped as he approached Mayor Yu, extending a hand.

"Everyone go back. Tomorrow morning, I'll find a truck to get the goods delivered to the province," Xu Wei said, hands in his pockets with a calm expression.

"As expected, only Yu Xue cares about me, unlike some people." Lu Yusheng flashed a bright smile, patted Yu Xue on the head, and shot a meaningful look at Yu Bai beside her.

After finishing everything, Song Ci walked down the steps of the ring road embankment, washed the shovel in the moat, and then strolled leisurely toward the pet hospital.

"It’s alright, I’ll find a way." Colin smiled and did not disturb Veronica, who had just finished a long journey, leaving through the magic circle in the wardrobe.

They were simply not people of the same era; how could his figure possibly appear in Zhang Xilin’s memories?

She had never proactively asked Lu Yu for money or anything of the sort. She always felt that since their relationship was already ambiguous, involving money would make it even harder to draw a clear line.

It was a Blazing Sun Lion with strength around the Golden Immortal level. Its eyes were filled with ferocity as it looked at Wu Yang.

The situation had developed to the point where "Audience vs. Film Critics" had even become a news item, appearing openly in serious media outlets.

He could be considered an old servant of the Wang family. Back then, when Feng Zheng-hao knelt like a dog at the feet of the Wang family ancestor, Wang Ai, the Shadow was also present.

Feeling her hand being held, she looked up to meet Lu Lian’s worried gaze and returned a reassuring smile.

I fear that even if the city of Jingbei fell, the Henei army would be unable to expand its gains in the short term, making it impossible to seize the Xinghu Ranch.

When it came to He Lu and Lian Hua, they were somewhat reluctant, but under the cold glare of Jiaogu Yingxuan, they accepted it.

Old Master Kong’s face was grim. He shot a glance at the two of them and walked on ahead, clutching his staff. Dong Guan also felt awkward, so he said nothing more and continued forward.