Chapter 965

The power of the Dragon Vein manifested, as the aura of the Azure Dragon drifted through the hall.

The source of the Azure Dragon's aura lay within the Dragon Coffin.

Following the clear light, they saw that in the Dragon Coffin, the Fourth Imperial Prince—dead for countless years, peaceful and serene—now held, somehow, a fragment of blue bone.

The blue bone was half an arm's length, jade-green and translucent, its ends strangely shaped, its bones embodying the creative force of heaven and earth, resembling an infant dragon.

"Dragon Vein!!"

The aristocratic system will certainly be abolished; Rhodes Island has already resolved this issue completely on the main island. The reason it hasn't been enforced externally is due to consideration for everyone's feelings and whether they can accept the citizen system.

Fortunately, her parents had taken good care of her during training; otherwise, she might have ended up like this.

The additional cost for the extra area plus renovation expenses would be at least 100,000 yuan. Where would she get so much money?

Lu Ling held An Ruo's hand, gazing at her fair face and murmuring something, yet clearly sensing the slight stiffness in her grip. The curve of his lips wasn't truly worried; behind the smile lay only simple reassurance.

"What are you even playing? Why does it sound so mournful?" Suddenly, Xu Liyin interrupted Bai Yaochu.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yang couldn't help but think of the proverb: "Pig Bajie eating ginseng fruit." Runi was like Pig Bajie—a bullied Pig Bajie.

In the sky, a massive black hole formed, as if heaven itself had been blasted open; a flood of powerful figures surged forth. At their head stood a man clad in golden armor, wielding a golden spear, standing calmly atop the clouds, gazing down upon Luoyang City.

Long after, Jing Moxuan still refused to release Han Shui'er. She bit him fiercely on the lips; the metallic taste of blood flowed into her mouth.

When Lin Yuerou and Ji Lingshuang sat face to face again, Ji Lingshuang had long since left Lin Yuerou far behind in strength.

In Liu Xie's court, ruler and ministers were harmonious and joyful; yet far away in Shouchun, Yuan Shu's mansion was shrouded in gloom.

The nine fox girls held the advantage in numbers, and Mu Changfeng, Xuan Yuan Lingxi, Ming Youran, and Jiang Shilong were no pushovers either.

Faced with fierce, even brutal market competition, Gu Bei could not afford to be careless, nor did he dare to be. He wasn't worried about others copying his model, but he feared an unexpected rival—Jiang Nanchun—stepping forward to challenge him head-on. He constantly felt the urgency of time slipping away; he must seize more resources and deprive Jiang Nanchun of any chance to duel him directly.

He didn't even consider the third-tier forces of the martial world worthy of notice, let alone this damn organization.

At that moment, the gate opened, and Xu Li couldn't wait—he waved his hand urgently, signaling the car to drive in.

Now, Ze's tears fell in large drops, like a child's, utterly helpless.

Nono thought for a moment, rummaged through Gu Bei's damp pant pockets, found a Zippo waterproof lighter, then ran into the eerie forest, located several dry tree hollows beneath large trees, pulled out some dry leaves and twigs, and returned to build a fire.

"What's wrong with your waitstaff? How can they have zero sense of observation?" Qin Peng scolded impatiently.

The dilemma arose: even if 50% of Yuexiu Advertising's shares were valued at five million, they might still be worth less than 1% of Anran Media's shares. Now, when Gu Bei asked Zhang Xuebin how many Anran Media shares he wanted, Zhang truly didn't know how to respond. For a moment, he even suspected Gu Bei was testing his ambition.

Soon, around them rose the classmates' exclamations, murmurs, screams, and… disappointed boos.

As for the fallen Yellow Emperor warriors, they were merely illusions conjured by the Tower Spirit's law-force; otherwise, with Wu Liang's extreme protectiveness toward his own, how could he allow his countrymen to die by foreign hands?

At that moment, K伦泽 crouched down, clutching his head; the usually unshakable K伦泽 now showed panic. Sweat continuously seeped from his palms, his heartbeat racing wildly.

Thinking of this, the initial awe and admiration the group had felt toward Qiye Chenyan instantly turned into deep wariness and suspicion.

But now, by chance encounter, as if fate itself had ordained it, his old thoughts stirred once more.

They were playing chess. The item the Panda Man used for leisure and amusement clearly wasn't the right thing to be playing with at this moment.

Arduous, incomprehensible incantations echoed through the dojo—these were the Yin-Yang incantations taught by Anbo Qingming to Qiye Chenyan. According to Anbo Qingming himself, this incantation was the Heart Mantra of the Immovable Wisdom King—and also the Heart Mantra of the Immovable Wisdom King.

At this point, after enduring and reviewing all the gathered information, Zhang Yue finally prepared to act upon the orb of light.

Ye Wují, who had once been on a mission in Africa, had mentioned this title in passing; now, it was spoken again by Su Qiong, the sect leader of Luoxue Sect—who exactly was this mysterious figure?

"Impossible—the Seven Souls' Cage—how could it still be restless inside?!" As the arm retracted, it transformed again, exploding into a mist of souls, within which countless ghostly shadows flickered in and out.

If all the people of this universe were so pragmatic, what kind of environment could possibly have cultivated them?

Seeing Qianye had already moved ahead, Tian Yun no longer insisted; she rose and followed Qianye slowly toward Luomei Courtyard.

The three had already expended most of their strength fighting Leng Shuyan; Zhong Xingyue appeared unexpectedly, and now that the Strange Flame was controlled, its power was even greater, allowing Qiu Ming's Strange Flame to strike true.

Zhong Xingyue silently cursed inwardly—this man was so ostentatious; what kind of trouble was he trying to stir up?

Shui Yixin gritted her teeth inwardly but smiled awkwardly, patting the seat beside her to signal Yun Haotian to rest.

All things in the world are constantly changing, yet no matter how they change, their essence remains unaltered.

"What loss have I suffered?" Ye Shuli lazily glanced at Rong Kan, then sat down.

Kongkong continued returning to Zhaixing Region to live a carefree, godlike existence, while Zhong Xingyue sat in meditation daily in the classroom, having just returned from the Three Kingdoms Exchange Conference and needing to summarize her experiences.

Yet the man's large palm still clamped tightly around her soft body, showing no intention to release her.

By the time Chi Yu arrives and learns that Long Jiuer used this method to force him, whether he agrees or refuses, he'll be trapped.