Chapter 373: The Truth or Falsehood of the Divination! The Heart-Testing Staircase!

I inwardly resented their attitude—after all, how could there be such a thing in this world, wanting me to devise strategies yet refusing to follow my arrangements?

She was waiting for me just to see me in a miserable state, or did she already know exactly how things would turn out?

The warrior's companion saw this and immediately retreated; at this moment, the wooden beast had transformed into a castle, and countless skills rained down from above the crowd's heads.

It was precisely the busiest time at Red Dragon Bar late at night; as soon as Chen Xiaoran entered, he felt an inexplicable warmth.

From the thick fog of the valley emerged a group of people, just as Li Cheng had said—their attire was bizarre, resembling ancient clothing; they circled the valley's edge once before turning back.

The prices of different materials vary across different servers—take seafood for example: cheap along the coast, exorbitantly expensive inland, just like that.

As Dian Feng stared in shock, a white bear with a dazed gaze leapt out from a cave in the stone wall; it first glanced at the blood lotus now without petals, then fixed Dian Feng with a fierce, murderous intent.

On the VIP seat, Situ Changge spoke: having witnessed the battle between the opponent and Jian Wushuang, he believed Luo Hao would surely defeat this man, satisfying his petty desire; otherwise, if Yun Santong kept setting up challenges daily, his arena would suffer massive losses every day.

I saw Prince Aolu's face suddenly turn deathly pale as he turned his head to glance at Ligē.

Mei Yi's questions grew increasingly cryptic; I hesitated to reveal Fan Dalong's desire to rise in status, fearing that if he had ambition, Mei Yi would be displeased with him.

Chu Yunshang was scolding the Zhao family, yet in truth, she was also indirectly reprimanding them.

I tightened the ropes securing the sail; as we surged to the crest of the giant wave, the horizon reappeared before me, and sunlight once again bathed my body.

I didn't want to fly—any mishap and I'd be reduced to ash; so I decided to sail to Australia myself. Along the way, I'd pass through several countries and take the chance to travel, giving me more freedom.

In fact, Wuying had sensed the Young Master's arrival the moment he came, but the battle was then raging intensely; Wuying couldn't spare even a glance at the Young Master.

The old man fell silent and followed his finger's direction, seeing a camera mounted outside the café, precisely aimed at him.

Releasing his spiritual sense, he scanned the surroundings; everything on this planet instantly appeared before Ding Hao's eyes.

The lookout guard opened the gate to let her in, closed it, then led her inside. It was already the late night; all other wolf clan members were resting. The guard turned on the hall lights for her to wait while he went upstairs to find someone.

She stared blankly, stunned; as the man drew closer, her feet instinctively stepped back two paces, and her breath halted.

If Li Zifeng were truly as legendary as they said, he wouldn't speak of himself this way—who talks about themselves like that?

These words, spoken by Qi Qingshan, carried profound Xuan energy, lingering endlessly, echoing through the surrounding void, drifting at least ten miles away, clearly a warning—the old monster had awakened murderous intent, willing to drown the land in blood to protect his beloved disciple.

"What are you yelling for! Didn't you say survival matters most? Now's your chance to choose—money or your life?" Yun Zhen raised another crate of silver and roared at Old Huang.

The Luo family had no aristocratic customs; everything followed village traditions. Zhang Shi had heard of it and offered no objection, smiling in agreement. After the three-day return visit, she and Luo Shao took Luo Jinyan back to Changping.

"This… nephew, you're joking. Uncle has some stock saved for his birthday, but it's not ready to be taken out yet. But nephew, why have you come today? Do you have something important to discuss?" Wu Qiushi glanced at Zhou Chen, then spoke.

Thus, the three flew tirelessly, though they found no other companions, they were awestruck by the grandeur of the ancient elders, continually marveling—until the sky neared nightfall, when they finally discovered some results.

Saying this, the black-robed mystery figure vanished with a hiss into the teleportation portal, following after.

"Continue the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony!" Though the ground was littered with corpses, though his feet were numb and each step was agony, he felt filled with strength.

In front of a tavern, a ragged, bearded man was thrown out; a wine flask immediately smashed into his face, clinking as it left a bruise before rolling onto the rain-dripping ground.

Though she had left Dream Village not long ago, the sheer number of events she'd experienced made Huanmeng feel this time had stretched impossibly long.

Suddenly, someone cried out: countless white shadows descended from the sky, arriving at close range in the blink of an eye.

But Ming Cong's obvious protection made her seem like a stepmother, leaving Lin Xiuling both amused and exasperated.

On the night Qin Ming was drunk with Yun'er, his mind was too muddled to think clearly; but unlike that night after his engagement to Xu Xian, Qin Ming had then wondered: why were everything arranged so neatly? Logically, after getting drunk and stripping off clothes to get into bed with Yun'er, how could they possibly have hung their clothes up neatly? It was impossible.