Chapter 89: The Hidden Queen?

Although no fuel was used, the temperature at the core of this Sun Furnace was higher than that of any industrial furnace currently in use on the Old Continent.

Unlike conventional furnaces that require prolonged bellows to ensure fuel burns fully and gradually reach the temperature needed to melt steel, this furnace heated with remarkable speed.

In less than half an hour, the ore inside that large crucible had already melted into liquid.

Clad in workwear armor forged from heat-resistant metal,

There is only one God and Demon Map, the key to the Sky Slaughter Plan; naturally, it could not be given to Chu He, and he possessed no other similar treasures.

Jian Yiyun pressed her lips together, fearing she might say something out of line due to a momentary surge of emotion; tonight, her mind had just undergone intense stimulation and was truly unsuitable for conversation.

Chu Mo looked at the Sword Spirit with some suspicion; truthfully, the Sword Spirit's temper and personality were very much like the Underworld King's, and he was not the type to make decisions lightly, let alone such a crucial one.

We can take our time; I am not in a hurry, and he seems not to be either. His late wife must hold a particularly important place in his heart; the living can never compete with the dead, but we have time. Time will solve all problems; all I require is patience.

The instant Tian Xin saw the message, for some reason, the tears rising from her emotion were exceptionally intense.

She had not yet figured out Du Ruo's temper, so upon hearing the noise, she dared not push the door open and only asked from the outer room.

Facing the tragedy before him, as a soldier, Chief of Staff Wang respected Wulianghecha's choice, but as Han Zhenhan's brother, he still felt a trace of reluctance in his heart. Furthermore, he was somewhat curious, wondering if such a person, after death, might also go to another spacetime to begin a different life.

Ling Yefeng raised his head to look at the sky; the dark clouds had already begun to scatter, and he believed the rain would stop in a little while.

Although Princess Jing'an visited Lingyun Courtyard to see Fu'er every day, the nature of her coming now was different from before.

Originally, Old Lady Qiu said she would arrange a maid and a companion for her, which terrified Du Ruo into seeking help from Princess Jing'an.

"Senior Sister, good luck!" Unable to offer any counter-argument, she could only silently pray in her heart that her senior sister would succeed.

Precisely because the public impact of this incident was too great, the public security system conducted a thorough investigation, which immediately made Nie Wanfeng and Li Lin uncomfortable.

Because Bai Li Xun was not merely the school's 'Tianyuan Second Expert', but also the eldest young master of the Bai Li Clan, one of the Four Great Families of the Capital.

The Merchant was already very satisfied with this new friend; it not only solved the problem of purchasing silver coins and recovered costs, but also established a new friend to begin a new phase of cooperation. This was a matter achieving multiple goals at once, so the rare occasion led the Merchant to drink too much.

Seeing that Jiu You did not push it away, the Broad Fan assumed Jiu You had no objection, secretly rejoiced for a while, its fan bones returned to white, and it pretended to enter a state of deep slumber.

Li Ziqi had no role either; wearing clothes that exposed far too much flesh, she took a selfie and posted it on Weibo.

The development of Confucianism could not be separated from the support of the Imperial Dynasty, and the Imperial Dynasty's decrees could not be separated from the moral education of Confucianism; the two were mutually beneficial existences.

Yue Qiongjiu was somewhat dazed; these days had indeed been somewhat irritable, and she did not know if the school forum was stirring up trouble, as the posts were overwhelmingly criticizing her.

Duan Wu looked at Gu Wei's ashen face, then glanced at the hall below; so many days had passed, yet Wei Xiaoxiao and her group had not made a single move.

The damage from this strike was so high that it felt as though a level 900 Heavenly-tier BOSS was not much stronger than ordinary wild monsters of level 700 or 800, after all, the Heavenly-tier BOSS's defense was not that high either.

Purple, blue, and white lights shot into his eyes, turning his pair of black eyes into different colors.