Chapter 75: Unprecedented

"Could it really be this unlucky? Could this cave really be the one that snake carved out?" Zhang Hao blinked, reluctantly pulling his gaze away and turning to Long Batian.

Suddenly, the Death God Luo sensed something amiss; she spun around instantly, and the next moment, several laser beams skimmed past her body, igniting the dark red cloak with their intense heat—but it was instantly extinguished by the crimson light emanating from her body.

One glance was enough for Zhang Hao to understand what was going on—this illness was beyond even the largest hospital's help; science couldn't cure it.

Facing the furious guards, Qin Yu's expression remained calm, still holding his signature forty-five-degree tilt-up gaze.

"Damn, since we're already here, not going in would be a waste." Long Yu muttered, and suddenly fire elements swirled around his body.

"Could this blood be Liu Zhong's?" One of the elders stared at the pool of blood, pondered briefly, then spoke slowly.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Yao Sansheng asked gently, like a benevolent old grandfather—but his appearance was that of a young man.

"I just came by casually, didn't notify you ahead of time—how could I dare trouble General Zhang to greet me personally?" Su Ziyan walked past Zhang Hao without expression.

"... Now I've lost face." Dai Hua Dong simply wrapped the injured golden tiger up, then... began manifesting large amounts of rubber from its mouth, filling its lungs completely.

This was what Yuan Xiaoqian had always wanted to do. In her dreams, she longed to be with Wu Si—to love, to talk, to hold hands, to stroll, to whisper, to kiss.

Lu Xinran nearly bit her teeth to dust—she'd tried to steal a chicken and lost her rice, lifted a rock only to drop it on her own foot, lost both the lady and the soldier—this was all her.

Let Lin Ruo meet Lin Nian once—if Lin Nian still had his reason, then he would find a way to save him.

The purpose behind later generations dividing cultivation disciples into eight realms was primarily to screen for seeds suitable for cultivation.

Song Wanrou spoke briefly with Song Wanning, then stayed to chat the entire afternoon before leaving.

Chen Yueru frowned and said, if this girl truly held such thoughts, then she really needed to have a proper talk with Jiang Han.

Because although the sect was rather fanatical, it still wouldn't do meaningless things.

Qingjin saw the scene before her and was delighted—this was her first time out, and she hadn't expected it to be so fun; they had refused to let her out, saying they were terrifying and she shouldn't go with them.

Wen Qingdai shouted, then swung a water dragon's tail, snatching the bandit attempting to ambush Yang Ming into the air and slamming him down to his death.

Nothing in the world is always good, nor is anything always bad. Money can save lives or take them—the key to good or bad lies in how the user perceives it.

With Lei Luan as such a powerful ally, Yi Wudao found retrieving items on his list much easier. Facing the guardian beasts, Yi Wudao would simply hold up the Thunder Pearl, flick his finger—and Lei Luan would charge forward furiously.

The Red Monkey swung his short dagger through the air, and the blade turned crimson. With agile movements, he leapt forward, closing the distance in a few steps to stand behind the Shadow Leopard's afterimage. His dagger carved red trails, relentlessly stabbing at the leopard's vulnerable spots.

Helpless, the Lord of Yunfeng Domain appealed to the Sacred Domain; the Sacred Domain's ruling authority ultimately assigned the relief mission to the Three Academies.

In her memory, Li Chengyu had called her once, saying some strange things, then never called again. Why was she thinking of calling him today?

After receiving Wang Guang's call, Wang Guang told Gao Fei he had been beaten up at a restaurant and ordered him to come quickly and rescue him.

He paused, then said, "Within ten days, all the puppets in the secret realm were slain by the competing students, yet Kuangdao alone secured over half the points."

His eyes had opened sometime without me noticing—I saw then that his irises were a deep brown, his smile brighter than before, revealing a row of white teeth. He opened his mouth as if speaking, but no sound came out.

Although Liang Xiaosu struggled, her reason overcame her emotion; she used a hardened shell to block her inner tenderness, halting any further step toward Li Chengxin.

Wen Qingye? Two years ago, you were a mere ant. Two years later, though you've indeed shown extraordinary talent—enough for me, Huangfu Tian, to take you seriously—you're still no match for me.

The forced landing button on the control device had been shattered during the earlier battle by the Sword Slave.

"Hmph! Who's your childhood sweetheart?" Xie Yingying sneered, displeased. She found Su Yunli's unimpressive demeanor utterly repulsive.

Without disturbing Xia Yuxi's rest, Yang Xuan slipped quietly off the bed, washed up simply, then went to the training room to cultivate.

Zhang Wei's face was full of cold smirks, his words brimming with provocation—he was clearly trying to anger the old master of the Death Gate.

Everyone burst into laughter, wondering inwardly how this group, dressed like nobles, didn't even know what money was.