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Chapter 440: The Principle of No Waste! The Next Jiuzhou Grand Competition!

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“So this guy’s name is Lu Mingche…”

Long A scratched his head and said:

“What exactly is this great calamity? Could it be the heavenly tribulation?”

Lin Mo pondered: “It’s not impossible—there have been speculations within the Immortal Alliance that the Dao of Heaven might bring about the end of the world.”

The ancient ruins and lineages once existing in the Spirit Ruins Realm were so formidable, nearly reaching the peak of immortal civilization.

Why did so many sects

“When do we leave?” Zhou Han asked, eager to see Ao Zhen again, unable to wait a moment longer.

They included both Hu and Han people; after being organized into garrison troops, they naturally resented their status, for within the Sihong Military Office, garrison troops ranked lower in status and pay than frontline soldiers.

Beside him sat a lavishly dressed man, seemingly young, but his hands were restless, nearly resting on Qing Jing’s shoulder, half-hugging his back.

Zheng Nian, sitting atop the abandoned rooftop, used a lighter to burn the property sale documents to ashes.

Pei Zhuying saw her older sister voicing complaints—seeming to grumble, yet her eyes betrayed impatience and distress.

The horn blasts rolled like an ocean sweeping across the sky, nearly scattering the dark clouds above.

“I think I’ve got a bite too,” said Old Xu beside him, as the float dipped, his tension rising instantly.

Every day he could face countless mutated creatures, all of which could provide him with abundant attribute bubbles.

These two awakening methods each had their pros and cons, but overall, the benefits of the Dao Hall’s second awakening were greater.

In this struggle, Gong Muxue was the most innocent; she was merely a pitiful soul he had picked up along the way, yet the enemy repeatedly used her to threaten him, even resorting to vile means to humiliate and harm her.

The spacious hotel room was lavishly decorated, clean and tidy, emitting a faint fragrance; Xi Nanxing’s room was piled high with gifts from all directions, but he glanced at them once and turned away.

The lights before the hotel shone as bright as daylight; luxury cars drove in orderly rows into the underground parking lot. An Ge stepped out and walked forward.

Du Meijia froze for a moment—she thought of something, looked up at Bai Youxi’s eyes, instantly understood, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

The vendor smiled and continued posing questions; Jiang Yunxian answered several correctly, but the final question stumped her.

This appearance of Qian Xue was the result of Fang Ruohua’s efforts—she had been overly worried about Cheng Lingyu’s safety, knew her own strength was insufficient, so she went to the Yin Emperor Empire to seek out Qian Xue and begged her to intervene, thus bringing about Cheng Lingyu’s meeting with Qian Xue.

Shen Wanyu’s lips stiffened; only then did she realize she had been outmaneuvered by this girl. Below? That meant her master was already dead—if she wanted to duel her master, she’d have to go down there.

Marin had grown numb from Lin Xu’s constant bucket-snatching; for the past few minutes, every time he tried to compete with Lin Xu for a bucket, he lost every single one—he got 0-yuan purchased every time.

“I don’t think something like that will happen,” said Arikexi, though inwardly he had no real confidence.

With a thud, Ankas, running low, collided with a heavily armored horse; he rubbed his head and looked up.

He completely ignored Ji Ruijia’s good intentions, raising his gun to point at the police officer about to fire; Jin Kaiyue immediately intervened.

His words were a masterful piece of sophistry, instantly twisting his forcible seizure of another’s childhood sweetheart into the other’s fault.

“Damn it!” Arikexi cursed, reaching back to touch the back of his head. He had entered the flowhorse’s environmental control system’s range and used the communication hub to connect to the starship, taking direct control. The takeoff request was sent to the starport, and the automated response system granted approval.

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