Chapter 68

Although the Gym located in Hearthome City is of the Ghost type, the entire city radiates a warm tone, offering a pleasant temperature and environment.

Yang Shan knew that within the Snake-man Temple, there was a special ancient array obtained by the Snake-man race a millennium ago from a secret realm in the Tagore Desert.

Rapidash was the first Pokémon he sent out, yet it was defeated by Gengar without any suspense.

"Understood, hurry back to your palace and see what kind of inhuman nonsense those scumbags are spouting!" Xue Mo lowered his voice, whispering into Rong Ye's ear, a fierce and menacing glint hidden deep within his eyes.

Ji Nianli was furious, no longer wishing to look at his son's handsome face. Nursing his inner anger, he turned around and left for his chambers.

Although logically the number 2 player's Seer claim was less likely than number 7's, logic is logic, which does not necessarily represent the facts.

Mu Bai and Chu Ji gnashed their teeth, maintaining fake smiles as they raised their hands to wave. Before the two gentle "goodnights" could even escape their lips, Director Li wore a faint, unconcealed smirk of triumph as he slammed the door shut with a bang, blocking the two lingering, reluctant fathers from gazing at their little cub.

"Comrade, is there something you need?" Li Jinglan looked at Ma Zhiping, her eyes tinged with vigilance.

Once Chao Bafang, Zhu Tianpeng, and the others also broke through to the Douhuang realm, the Gama Empire would find it difficult to provide them with sufficient top-tier resources.

These people were not entirely students from Southeast University; at the very least, over half of them were onlookers from other schools joining in the excitement.

"It's alright, I suppose, but this fan..." Yao Muchen gazed at the precious fan in her hand, speaking slowly and thoughtfully, as if his satisfaction with the fan was not particularly high.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore..." Lin Xian smiled with a hint of helplessness. The deepest and most sincere emotions were concealed within Fu An's eyes, and at this moment, every single word etched into those eyes spelled out the name Muxue.

"I told you to surrender, but you refused. Do you know the terror of the Snow Centipede Needle now?" Shadow Charm walked step by step toward Ye Bai and spoke.

It was only after meeting the elderly man before him that he felt at ease, while simultaneously marveling at the elder's miraculous medical skills, which he had never witnessed before.

"Really?" Ruo Ming pulled a long face, looking at Yadong as she asked with a choked voice, wrapping her arms tightly around his back as if terrified that he might suddenly vanish.

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The arrest of Brother Chai forced Guo Se Tian Xiang to suspend operations for three days, and Sister Lan simply used those three days to redecorate the main entrance and lobby.

Seeing that the elders had already rushed up to the large black furnace, Sect Master Yue leaped forward as well. The massive black furnace lay quietly on the ground, crisscrossed with thick, jagged cracks that emitted a piercing, bone-chilling dark radiance.

Old Man Beishan asked in astonishment, "Who would have thought that the fatal weakness of this salmon-beast is actually its tail? Could that glowing thing from just now be..." With that, he looked inquiringly at Old Man Huhu.

"This Myriad Illusion Soul-Phantasm plant is four hundred thousand spirit stones, and the Mist-Glaze Flower is thirty-thousand spirit stones, making a total of seven hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones." Manager Tang introduced with a smile.

Hong Yu also gave it to him at cost price. Whenever she thought about how her father was a retired government cadre while her second uncle was like this, she sighed at the vast gap between people. Although Long Bao and the others had money, they were not very filial.

"I didn't bully my classmates. If you don't believe me, ask the people in your class." Xie Yu argued with helpless resignation.

She had never expected Huo Sichen to utter such words in this setting; she had assumed he would at least care a little about her reputation.

Furthermore, this world possessed martial artists, and martial artists often used their martial arts to transgress prohibitions, sometimes becoming the root cause of danger.

As for armaments, no extra preparation was needed. The garrison office was currently fully stocked with all kinds of weaponry, lacking nothing.

This number of people felt somewhat small, and there were two reasons for the small turnout: first, there was an admission fee.

Shen Zhi-li was bolder than before and teasingly poked fun at him, though she dared not go too far lest she truly anger him.

No matter who wakes up in the middle of the night, shivering from the cold, only to find a bizarre entity sitting right beside them, would be able to keep their composure.

Seeing that everyone had basically finished discussing, and having no intention of wasting an entire morning sitting around the dining table and living room, he took the initiative to suggest going out for a stroll.

Wang Weizhong's complexion was ashen. Instead of speaking immediately, he slowly took a few puffs of his cigarette, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

"Is our marriage going to fall through?" Lin Nanying looked at him fixedly, her expression as calm as still water.

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Holding the fish slice in his hand, it felt as light as nothing, and through it, the lines on his palm were clearly visible.

Even if he did nothing, this resounding victory would thrill and inspire the entire nation, completely overshadowing the rumors surrounding Empress Dowager Lipping.

"Uh, I'm not participating in the competition this time." Qiu Yang explained the content of the program in detail, finally managing to persuade Huang Bo after much talking.

For twenty years, as if it were a single day, my sole obsession had been to make myself better, more charming, and then marry some ridiculously powerful big shot.

Perhaps they were waiting for the investigation results of the imperial secret guards, but after so much time, even if results existed, they would have gone cold long ago.

Chen Chusheng's voice was steady; aside from the shifting notes of the guitar, he seemed to transform into a wandering troubadour.

The sect members who had originally prepared to leave stopped in their tracks upon seeing Bi Zhu charge toward Han Fei with her whip, instantly growing intrigued.

Wang Lili knocked and walked inside, puzzled; she had just gone to the restroom, and upon returning, he was no longer in the room.

Someone was recording a video of Qiu Yang playing the piano with their phone—with Qiu Yang's permission, of course, which was why they dared to film.

"Why did this Lin Fan provoke the younger generation of the Eighth Heaven in the first place?" someone asked. Judging by his youthful appearance, he was likely a newcomer just stepping into the world.

His tone was exceptionally frivolous, completely disregarding the people before him and mocking them word for word.

No sooner had Wang Xingguo finished speaking than he spotted Cross rushing over while desperately clutching his rifle. His backpack was gone, and a thin cord trailing from an unknown object was dragging behind him. Shortly after, Mr. Min also scrambled into their field of vision in a panic.

The man sharing the desk had not expected that Mu Lingyi's agreement carried an undertone of self-deprecation, and he nervously defended himself.