Chapter 119

"Hmph, hmph~"

Dou Dou crossed her arms and kept stomping her feet at Shen Siyuan, looking every bit the pouting child.

She was blaming Shen Siyuan for snatching her into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner without so much as a warning.

"This isn't my fault—who expected you still can't control that flame on your head?" Shen Siyuan spread his hands, looking helpless.

Dou Dou wanted to say more, but Xiao Yue grabbed her ear and yanked her aside to join them watching the cat and...

They'll be traveling to many other planets soon; Yan has been invited by the Illusion World Company to serve as chief judge of the Mecha Fighting Championship.

The scene within Ban's immediate visual range suddenly became utterly blurred, and even the Black Staff of the Seeker in his hand twisted at that moment.

Water Gate and Jiu Xin Nai both knew how deeply Lin was embedded in Dai Wu's heart; after Lin's death, Dai Wu was misled and lost all faith in this world.

Ouyang Mingde continued: "Now the world is in chaos, with major factions eyeing each other, all seeking to become the continent's master. Human strife never ends, and Mo Mie Tian is about to reemerge. Our task is to quell the world's turmoil."

"Honestly, they all know very well—how could a man like Dr. Gu, with his family background and such advantages, even notice someone like them?"

The Art Academy invited many graduated celebrity students as examiners; even Ye Jiu, now a top-tier star, appeared at the exam venue.

Shi Qin's eyes swept casually over Wen Baiyu, as if to declare: I have chemistry with Song Xingcai.

Inside the private room, Ye Chen and Zhong Ling sat facing each other on the sofa, sipping coffee; the silence was so thick they could hear each other's breaths.

These ignorant country bumpkins were gawking around—if the Divine Envoy hadn't found them useful, he'd have gouged out these humans' eyes already.

He felt a pang of nostalgia for his father's antique shop; after all, his father had once saved his life. He tidied his hair and clothes, then pushed open the wooden door and stepped inside.

So from this perspective, openly breaking ties with the Qinghe Cui Clan is far better than silently seething in resentment.

In the open space before Zhaiyue Tower stood a towering Tu Er Ye, his face powdery white, wearing a golden helmet and armor, with flags pinned to his back, riding a tiger, his left hand holding a mortar and his right hand gripping a pestle, as if pounding medicine.

The other teachers, though clearly aware Guo Qingyuan was deliberately making things hard for Qin Anyi, said nothing. They might have had thoughts inside, but never showed it on the surface.

Kong Sha cultivates three systems simultaneously and wields a high-tier divine artifact, enough to suppress opponents in conflict.

Then he opened QQ—the earlier vibration had been because Yu Ruoqin had sent Liu Yu a QQ message.

Du Xiancheng didn't enter; he listened silently outside the door to the conversation between Du Hengshuang and the nursemaid, then asked Cui Qin and fully understood what Fang Wuniang meant.

But Luna, with her mana running low, didn't rush forward to expend a burst.

The Yun family members sighed, rubbing their bruised and swollen spots, wanting to say something—but seeing the Yun Third Master's family like this, they swallowed their words. Just as they were about to disperse, Aunt Yun Two entered, carrying in her arms bolts of brocade, quilts, curtains, and soft pillows with Caiyun and Caiyue.

"What a dumbass! These four are the real masters! Their battle qi has reached the realm of effortless control—they never show it casually, only unleashing it in the instant of attack!" A nearby spectator immediately sneered at him.

As Bai Qi spoke, his left hand pressed onto Xue Yuehen's dantian, and a blood-red true flame was pushed by Bai Qi into Xue Yuehen's dantian.

The Yinglong, so-called, is a type of dragon, yet in truth, it surpasses all dragon clans currently existing on the continent.