Chapter 109: Your Highness, Don

A slender, nimble tongue rubbed and rolled against the most sensitive part of her palm, sending a tingling numbness throughout her body, like an electric current surging through her flesh.

Boom! With this punch, time and space cracked, and a terrifying fist light surged after it—crack! Ye Chen's chest caved in at visible speed, like tofu.

Especially that Supreme Elder—he had raised his hand but did not strike immediately; instead, he was seeking confirmation from Old Long.

He had never even heard a harsh word, let alone been kicked like this. In recent years, as dissenters were purged, even opposition voices gradually faded. Yet now, Prince Xin trampled him endlessly.

The boy looked twelve or thirteen, his clothes ill-fitting, his body thin, yet his spirit bright; his dark, gleaming eyes gave a sense of depth, his bronze-hued face bearing traces of hardship.

Li Mei was about to curse further when she suddenly fell silent, touching the small of her back—then her face broke into a delighted smile.

Hundreds of sword shadows formed; the guards nearby grew frantic. This technique was devastating—life or death—and they longed to intervene, but they knew their master's temper and ultimately held back.

Liu Xuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began meditating on the Seven Stars Linked Slash sword technique—the second move of the Universe Sword Art; he had already mastered its first layer.

This feeling felt familiar—as if on the morning the manor opened, he had endured this same treatment before; who else but Lü Wenhou could have done such a thing?

And there was another more intriguing fact: this world had no gold—accurately speaking, no gold mines; gold was exceedingly rare, almost entirely bestowed by immortals.

"Hum!" A piercing roar suddenly rang out; vast clouds instantly blanketed heaven and earth. An icy, chilling pressure made everyone inside the black furnace spit blood, their skin and flesh splitting open.

Liao Xi looked at Fan Changsheng and smiled: "Your Excellency believes you possess great talent—would you be willing to serve under me?" Fan Changsheng fell silent, staring at Liao Xi.

"But we have nowhere else to go—we can only go to Xingshan. Isn't this pointless?" Liu Yucheng asked again.

Chen Jifan looked at Liu Yucheng; she didn't know how to choose, but her own life seemed to have no meaning anymore. It was too late to object—she lowered her head, silently accepting their decision.

Chen He had always been among the kindest families in the village; at least on the night of the typhoon, when he heard Chen Lan's house had collapsed, Chen He braved the storm to check if he was alright, even saying his red-brick house was sturdy and urging Chen Lan to take shelter there until the storm passed.

Li Qian'er smiled brightly: "Ya Dong, I won't fight you anymore—not now, not ever again." Slowly turning, Li Qian'er began walking step by step toward the edge of the arena.

"What happened?" An Qingguo had just left the meeting; seeing police officers arrive, he hurried over to see what was going on.

Ya Dong realized the cave was now entirely flooded—he could no longer surface to breathe; gazing at the faintly glowing Xueling, he clenched his teeth and surged forward with all his strength toward the cave entrance.

The two armies clashed, blood spraying everywhere, filling the air with terrifying dread—this was battle, brutal battle.

Unsurprisingly, the moment his voice ended, thunderous applause erupted instantly—loud, fervent, from every single spectator present.

Su Wuyang feared Luoluo and Chenchen would rush in, frantically pushing him; the man paid no heed, gripping her tightly to keep her from leaving. Back and forth, their bodies touched; summer clothing was thin, so both felt each other's warmth—and her thigh was pressed against something hard.

There was one enormous secret Chu Hengyuan had never revealed to anyone: during a car accident in his youth, he suffered a head injury; after recovering, he was astonished to discover he had gained the extraordinary ability to foresee the future.

When Brad announced the opening bid for the first item, the room erupted in agitation; the other ends of phones and computers stirred likewise.

Ling Yang was accustomed to having dinner with Cao Haishan, Chu Wanyi, and the two children at Cao's home. As he pushed open the door, Cao Haishan straightened up from the stove, wiped sweat from his brow, tossed aside the black fire-stick, and greeted him with a smile.

Qin Fangbai was away; Su Wuyang felt no difference from her usual days. The housekeeper cared for her well, and she had resumed work—the fulfillment of regained freedom made her glow with vitality. As for the divorce, the atmosphere had eased; there would be an opportunity to speak of it soon.

"Zuo Yisen, Zuo Yisen, how are you? Why did you have to be so foolish? How could you be so foolish?" I spun around and embraced him, fearing he'd slip to the ground without strength.

Zou Empress's funeral passed quickly; the Zou family remained illustrious, yet their comings and goings had lost their confidence.

From the state of Aguili and the serpent tribe members, I could tell the serpent tribe had suffered a great disaster—everyone looked disheveled, covered in blood, clearly having endured a fierce battle.

As they flew swiftly, the two suddenly spotted a chariot trailing crimson mist behind them, sweeping through the sky in a roar of blazing fire.

Wang Yue's mind instantly filled with visions of glorious, dazzling future life—her smile widened further.

But since even Master Liu couldn't accomplish this, she dared not overestimate herself; she couldn't risk failing to save someone and then destroying herself—that would be worse than useless.

"Nine Extreme Ice Array." Zhu Yunxi's hands glowed with white true energy; instantly, array patterns aligned, drawing in the celestial and terrestrial spiritual energy.

Watching the elderly villagers who had been close to his father die one after another under unnatural circumstances, Huang Tian could no longer sit idle. After his experience at Yunlong High School, he possessed an understanding of such supernatural events beyond ordinary people's reach.