Chapter 1157: Ennoblement and Bestowal of Title

Seeing her glass vase shattered, Lady Yu clutched her chest and nearly fainted.

Faced with Qiti's repeated words, Huo Rong had long wanted to teach him a lesson, even seal him away to render the Two Western Saints nominal in name only.

Chu Xun saw this fellow's mouth was still filthy, and slapped him straight across the face.

That night, Hong Daoling, as usual, replaced sleep with seated meditation and breath control; in the ebb and flow of his consciousness, he sensed a voice rising from deep within his mind sea.

Tian Xuanzi found the technique increasingly captivating, and without realizing it, began practicing; since the first layer built upon Lieyan Sect's foundation, he mastered it in just three days.

The wind brushing over the stone's surface, raindrops, even leaves falling on her or insects crawling over her body—all were clearly perceived.

"Nie?? is an ancient human-created super-magic, sealed within this forest, and according to reliable intelligence, the Six Demon Generals' target is precisely this super-magic—so our true mission is to destroy Nie??."

Tian Xuanzi, upon hearing his reply, added: "When the time comes, just tell the Shopkeeper you've come to deliver jade, and you'll find me." Saying this, he walked off without even glancing at Baiyue.

Gui Bao, seeing their eager expressions and his own coldness, knew they came not only to vent for the Tian Nan Yiqi Xiuxian world, but also to defeat him outright to boost their fame.

Xi Wangmu's cultivation level was evident; Bu Zhou Mountain was far from an ordinary cave heaven or blessed land—once, the primordial qi of the Honghuang earth gathered here, suppressed by Bu Zhou Mountain, and beneath it, legend spoke of a primordial spiritual spring, where spiritual veins converged within ten thousand li.

Thud-thud—wine and dishes arrived on the table; Lu Yun, who hadn't drunk in ages, quickly poured a large bowl and upended it, gulping it down.

Liu Bei followed Liu Yu's pointed direction and saw indeed several barren islands, likely sparsely populated or uninhabited; once on the island, at least they could find food, drink, and supplies, and regain strength before attempting escape.

Both teams had entered their locker rooms; their head coaches, Wenger and Ferguson, were giving final pre-game pep talks to their players.

Powerful true qi surged wildly into Lan Di's body; prepared, he activated the Life-Death Cycle Technique, his body slamming backward against the rock wall as if unable to withstand the impact, severing the assassin's ability to pour in more qi.

Chang Ruiqing and Liao Zhongkai exchanged glances and nodded; Churchill's words held some truth—no matter how well China and Britain negotiated now, it was useless. The issue of a "world currency" must be discussed by the leaders of China, America, Britain, and Germany together.

Seeing Jun Rui, some instinctively moved to kneel before him, but the moment Di Taifei glanced at them, they snapped back to awareness, realizing their current position.

Position.

Should they still pay? Hearing Lin Hongfei say this again, everyone froze, staring at each other in disbelief—could they really not believe their ears? To have them design the advertising campaign, and still pay? Was Lin Zong insane with money?

Chen Ping took first place; Princess Yuzhen dominated the arena with her aura; in the end, her younger brother Cui Nian knelt before Chen Ping and kowtowed, shouting that Cui Pingting was lewd, immoral, and promiscuous.

"Huxiang" perfume, extracted from a poisonous herb of the Western Regions, was odorless and colorless to ordinary people, yet highly attractive to certain insects—male mosquitoes, butterflies, for instance.

Li Ruhai was utterly intoxicated by this feeling—commanding countless troops, as if the entire world lay in his hands.

A whole heap of miscellaneous things; Chen Chen felt he'd need to sort them all out before he could even present them to Zhou Huifang.

Sea connected to floating islands; islands bore trees; trees reached the sky; when sea mist rose, the scene merged like a printed picture; when the mist cleared, the floating "Dragon Floating Island" reflected beautifully upon the sea.

Three hundred thousand troops gathered beneath the high platform, each radiant and spirited, their weapons like tens of thousands of towering peaks piercing the heavens, jagged and steep, thrusting into the clouds.

Chu Yue felt a pang of shock: she had always known Qi Duo sided with justice over kinship, but never imagined it would go this far. Whether in past life or this one, she had never met such a person before.

"Hmph, that was too much—you don't know how dangerous it was, nearly killed me!" Luo Xing exaggerated.

Of course, Qingyuan Pasture produced only a small amount of fresh milk daily, delivered only to the third and fourth districts; beyond that, due to insufficient quantity and excessive distance, delivery ceased.

The Ancestral Flame of Life had no offensive or defensive power, but could accelerate the growth of spiritual herbs—highly useful to alchemists, and ideal for splitting into a child flame via the Parent-Child Flame Technique.

With no other option, Qiu Lihan had no choice but to send a private message, summoning Lu Bingze over.

Returning to Tianfu, the sky was still dim, though a faint glow had begun to appear in the east; servants, seeing the eldest master return, hurriedly bowed; though Tianyan had never mistreated them, his name and reputation were deeply etched—his many wicked deeds in the capital had sunk deep into their minds.

Solemn military formations and bright wedding robes, blood-red palace walls, and the heavy press of dark clouds.