Chapter 232: Issues of Style, Selection of Ye

Cao Sheng sent the script of "Fist Dominator" to Zhao Wenzhuo, and also sent one to Huang Baiming.

He did not yet send it to Xu Ke or Hong Jinbao.

This was his usual submission habit—he never submitted the same manuscript to multiple publishers, as a sign of respect.

The key point was that no one liked authors who submitted the same work to multiple publishers.

Imagine: if you were a publisher's editor, and you received a submission that went through first, second, and final review, spending considerable time and

Jiao Zun trembled in this battle, daring not to breathe more than necessary; he barely managed to explain himself, when suddenly the great dragon's eyes snapped wide open, fixing on Jiao Zun with a look of irritation.

Xue Qianxun mounted her warhorse and led her subordinates away, while the townsfolk watched them depart.

In truth, Su Ling's action, though genuinely helping the armless disciple, also helped himself.

Aodo wanted to see what big name he could summon—could Du Feld even reach the Celestial Dragons?

Instantly, the entire alien race's army lost command and plunged into chaos; this gave the human warships an opening to reorganize their assault. After a full week of relentless, sleepless combat, humanity finally won.

Doflamingo was also a wielder of Conqueror's Haki; he awakened it far earlier than Aodo and had mastered its application to an extraordinary degree, rendering ordinary foes utterly negligible.

"Hey, I'm just afraid you'll go down the wrong path. Also, based on my observations, this 'calamity' you mentioned isn't from this Tiancai Star Region—it came from beyond. And that 'execution' the Ten Calamities mentioned also doesn't seem to be from this star region," Lei Ling replied with all he knew.

At this point, Ye Zi suddenly opened his eyes, casting a skeptical glance at Zheng Zha, only to find the latter wearing a serious expression, earnestly pondering his words.

Xiao Yiruo really wanted to expose to Zhou Qiong and his mother: Don't be fooled—he's a glutton who can eat two big bowls of beef noodles.

Not just Feng Zhan and the others—even the surrounding Bone Demon clan members were utterly stunned.

"This serpent is quite formidable—it forced me to use this move. But it ends here." Lin Yu planted the Divine Demon Sword into the ground, closed his eyes, and silently sensed something.

But when she realized someone had pulled down her underwear and entered her body, there was no way Wang Jingjing could possibly still be sleeping.

Chen Jie chatted with Lin Yu for a few more words, then left—he also had to go cheer on his fellow disciples from the Second Peak.

"Brother?! I'm here—you've finally come!" Liu Qingqing's voice came alive at the sound; her tension vanished instantly. The pale, bloodless face hidden in the night finally regained color, flushing rosy.

Fide and the others immediately rushed to the cliff's edge to look down, seeing a giant black eagle soaring past, while Clermont used one hand to grip the wooden stick clamped by the eagle's talons, flying together with the bird above the forest.

No reaction—Zhang Yong's gaze remained fixed on Zhou Tao, ignoring everything beside him.

The others, too, each held different emotions, but without exception, all were stunned by the final outcome.

"Ghost King, I will carve open your belly alive," Jiang Zicheng said calmly, his head floating the eerie black gourd.

What followed, everyone knew: the World Government activated the World Cannon and fired hundreds of blasts at the Demon War Realm, successfully rescuing the humans trapped inside. Though most people did not know of the World Cannon's existence, they only knew the Demon War Realm had been breached—and the people inside emerged.

Clear hot water washed over her weary body and mind; fragrant bubbles drifted and swayed through the bathroom.