Chapter 159: 157. Golden Thread Jade Robe

157. Golden Thread Jade Robe (4K, 1/1)

He Ju’s response left Song Jia startled.

She had assumed this timid-looking man would ultimately shake his head and refuse to join the Spirit Regulation Bureau.

This was within Song Jia’s expectations.

But she had not anticipated that despite his lingering hesitation and fear, he had at the last moment firmly declared his intent to join the Spirit Regulation Bureau…

“Indeed, you cannot judge a person by appearances…”

This He Ju might harbor even more…

The disturbances at the seaside seal site, though now roaring with power, remained invisible to outsiders; all one could see was the deep black of night, dotted with stars above, and an unnaturally calm sea surface.

He used an algorithm to block every part of each video targeted for censorship, leaving only the faces of the main figures recognizable.

I admire Karl’s instincts—I asked him, if you and Kafi aren’t playing with these cat wands anymore, could Blue Tooth and Green Bean have them?

After eating one piece of grilled meat, I wanted another, but I had to get the basketball under the basketball rack first.

Someone shouted from the other side of the floor—someone appeared to be climbing down. The reporters, like hounds scenting prey, surged toward it in a frenzy.

Yang Kuang’s twin punches churned the space within the formation, causing many disciples immersed in cultivation to open their eyes in confusion.

He mechanically chewed his food with chopsticks while pondering the future direction of his business.

“Leave your weapon behind, and you may go,” Xie Ting said, squinting at Ye Ci.

The Spirit Binding Chains clattered out from the gate, instantly restraining Death in place; then Life, Age, Illness, and Separation were likewise bound by chains.

Year-round, she always bought curtains; her home already held a huge pile of them. What to do? She was simply this kind of person—when she liked something, she bought it even if she had to stomp her foot.

Ji Yanci strode out of the elevator, followed by four muscular men in black suits; Zhao Ling followed nervously behind.

Xiao Jingxuan could not make out his expression, but from the tone of his voice, he seemed to be sulking—and Xiao Jingxuan felt a surge of delight.

He pulled the person into his arms, embracing them tightly, as if trying to fuse them into his very bones and blood.

“The number is unknown. My hundred palace guards had just reached the foot of Ziluo Mountain when we were ambushed—but the ambushers numbered at least five or six hundred,” Yu Wuan recounted the situation.

But they found nothing. The rift in the demonic Fuben remained open, just like the rift on the Divine-Demon Battlefield—no one knew how to close it.

After hanging up the phone, under the bewildered gaze of the security guard, Fang Qingqing casually untied her hair tie, shoved it into her bag, smoothed her hair, and tied it into a messy bun.

A concert with an eight-thousand-capacity audience was already considered large; when all spectators had entered, the air above the arena carried a pressure heavier than the last time.

“Ashina Duluomeng,” Li Shimin’s voice was low and powerful, as if it could pierce the soul.

Ji Yanci had no choice but to close his mouth again, mentally pondering how to broach the subject later; he turned to gaze at the night outside the window, recalling the confession lines he’d read before, his lips moving silently as he weighed them in his mind.

Yun Xiangrong was about to join in scolding Yun Chuyi, but upon catching her third aunt’s glance, she instantly fell silent.

Yet how could they know that Mu Ruyue had already obtained the finest thing? Had it not been for the Divine Stone, she would never have tossed out sixty mid-grade spirit stones to lure the boss.

According to Xiao Long’s memories, if this were truly a Zhuque egg, it would never behave this way at this stage.

When he heard this news, tears streamed down his face. From then on, Li Tianyi’s meals were entirely provided by their family; every time the Wang household cooked, they sent him a portion.