Chapter 71: Do You Even Steal From the Dead?

"We don't need your help! Who knows if you mountain-dwelling poor scholars are just jealous of us and plotting something nasty!" Wu Liren snorted.

"It's true, touch it—I'm really alive now, not a corpse." Feng Xie seized Hua Jiu's paw and pressed it against his chest, letting Hua Jiu feel his strong heartbeat.

The ronin Li Ta stepped forward, and at this moment, he finally appeared before everyone, one step at a time.

Of course, not every alchemist who became a guest alchemist of the Situ family could become Situ Dandan's husband; besides the nearly a hundred alchemists within the Situ family itself, the Situ family currently has one hundred and eighty guest alchemists, ranging from Rank 3 to Rank 7.

Zhang Qingyun leapt lightly, her white robe snapping sharply in the wind, then slid down the rock face behind Gao Lingfeng and the other.

Xue Yu sat waiting at the cliff's edge for a long time, until the morning sun had fully risen and begun to dominate the land with its fierce heat, when she finally saw a hand caked in dust clawing at the cliff's rim.

Behind the contestants' resting area, Tonggu Naoha, having removed her protective gear and finished her match, wiped sweat from her forehead and let out a long breath.

Only Origami Tobiichi and someone who appeared to be a team leader could barely stabilize themselves in midair.

Feng Chen, who had comprehended the "Fire Intent," possessed an unfathomable command over fire, far beyond what any cultivator of the same level could handle.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" All five golden eagles crashed to the ground, their massive golden wings now reduced to bald, fleshy spines, glowing red, with several corroded open by poison powder.

At that time, Liu Yu, the Governor of Youzhou, had already smashed his head against a wall to avoid becoming the last emperor; Gong Sunzan seized the opportunity to absorb Liu Yu's land and troops, legitimately occupying the entire Liao Xi region, sharpening his blades toward Jizhou—he was riding high, swollen with pride.

At this point, after repeated interruptions from both their own incompetent allies and the opponent's divine teammates, everyone on the other side sat blank-faced, dazed, and no one spoke for a long while.

Li Jiayu saw a report submitted by their four departments on Liu Mao's desk; she casually picked it up, preparing herself.

Yu Wei continued, "Sister, I've got something to tell you—I'm going to be a judge in the New Talent Competition's design contest. I heard you've been looking for an opportunity to enter that competition for the past five years."

"While Yuan Shao was still testing this and trying that, Cao Cao had already accurately recognized the nature of this campaign as a war of resources and selected Guandu as the optimal battlefield for his side."

Just as he was thinking how to retort, the projector in the conference room suddenly dropped down.

Even though he concealed it extremely well, Jiang Yunqing still sensed an unpleasant feeling emanating from him.

Under the guidance of the midwife at the door, he walked steadily into the delivery room; upon entering, his eyes met the silver machine housing the artificial womb, its upgraded silver membrane sealing the interior completely yet faithfully transmitting the unmistakable pulse of life.

Reporters had to begin spreading word in all directions, instructing colleagues outside to gather information first, striving to know the world without leaving their seats.

Her head throbbed, her throat was dry; she opened her eyes dazedly, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings, and nearly screamed in fright.

For some reason, Jin Zhentao felt an inexplicable longing for their harmonious, beautiful family as he listened to her, unlike his own home, where fights, yelling, and hospital visits happened without warning.

Gu Chen's laugh stunned everyone on both sides. Everyone on Zhang Ze's side stared at Gu Chen, utterly tense—perhaps they now regretted it: how could they have taken in this guy? The two sides hadn't yet reached the point of mortal enmity, but he'd gone and done it—this laugh would surely bring him a death sentence.

After what felt like an eternity, so long that Jian Rui thought she would drown in this kiss, he finally let her go.

Chen Hong brushed past Li Feihong's past with her in a single sentence, mentioning no explicit topics, only recounting a simple, clichéd tale of a hero rescuing a beauty.

Wang Hong had been filled with inner vexation, but upon seeing her, his vexation vanished entirely, leaving only boundless tenderness in his heart.

At this moment, Gu Chen condensed spiritual energy into a mirror, looked into it, and suddenly noticed a strange situation.

Unfortunately, the man had no idea what it meant to cherish beauty, so he ignored her struggles entirely, gripping her arm tighter and tighter, and no matter how she shook, she couldn't break free.

Too much reluctance and attachment, too much anger and resentment made this first beauty of the Immortal Cultivation World, famed for her coldness and aloofness, refuse to accept it.

Dao Fa Luo, seeing his full-power strike effortlessly shattered by an obscure old man, was startled—he finally took a close look at Duanmu Liang.

Thus, the largest criminal organization in the capital, having lost its primary leader, disintegrated. What would happen next? No one could predict.

But to Li Xiangfeng, viewed through the frosted glass, the entire world was transparent and open, every secret laid bare.

Xia Jie rubbed his hand on the ground, feeling textured grooves beneath his fingers; he shone his flashlight on it—it was a deep tire track.

The thunder-charged clouds grew thicker and thicker, as if merging with the earth; especially directly above Ning Yi's head, a massive deep-purple hole appeared within the black clouds.

In the first season, contestants could see the three judges and their scores; Lei Se thus became the target of criticism—fans said he was fair and straightforward, while detractors accused him of not supporting domestic animation, choosing such a terrible film as champion was like eating rotten rice; the two sides clashed fiercely, giving rise to the meme that Lei Se powered himself with love and never ate rotten rice.

Li Yanjun's words suddenly shattered everyone's thoughts; her warm, resonant voice wasn't loud, but it passed clearly and precisely through the microphone into everyone's ears.

Just as my spiritual body was about to be drawn into the mouth of the Wan Sheng Furnace, an invisible force suddenly tugged my spiritual body in the opposite direction.

"Huan'er! Don't blame your father for being cruel—how can a fledgling eagle truly grow under the eagle's protection? And—and my cultivation technique and this world are not suited for you!" Yu Zheng whispered to himself, his eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow.

Gazing closely at that cold, serious, mysterious, yet slightly gentle face, under the transformation of life and death, in Ming Yue's eyes it seemed unbearably captivating, as if possessed of magical power, making her feel as though she were sinking into it.

Xiao Zhan's announcement truly shocked everyone, sparking a wave of cheers and applause.

Bilibili viewers celebrated as if it were the New Year; not only in the animation section, but UPs across every other section liked Xingtian.