Chapter 272

What’s going on? What’s happening??

On that evening of moral decay, before Liu Jiankai even got home, his boss Xu Xin called, eager to learn the full story.

Yu Xing came politely this time and had no intention of keeping it to himself; he quickly uploaded the video and images to multiple platforms, triggering a high-intensity viral spread.

Xu Xin casually browsed Baixiaosheng and immediately noticed the new developments.

Liu Jiankai put

Time slipped to noon; the hospital’s search yielded nothing, and Huang Que and Lin Zheng also reported that the search for the SUV had hit a bottleneck.

Qi Xuan listened to the Seventh Prince’s words and gradually calmed down; seeing he hadn’t lost his fighting spirit, Qi Xuan felt he had his answer, exchanged a few polite pleasantries, and left.

The other disciples chanted sutras while resisting the enchantment on their own; the scene had now stalled, and with time passing, victory remained uncertain.

Sheng Zi’an wasn’t afraid, merely startled by the sudden turn of events—she had no perfect strategy, didn’t know how to extricate herself, but figured things would work out when the time came; still, if she were truly harmed, she refused to accept it.

Li Mo roared again; his previous strike had slain dozens, terrifying in spectacle, but negligible against nearly a thousand.

Her words were laced with barbs, yet Mu Anchen caught a whiff of jealousy; instead of angering him, they lifted his suppressed mood instantly—he realized today she’d come to wreck the party.

“You! You’re lying!” Sheng Qing’an stared at the cold smirk on Sheng Hong’an’s lips, hearing how Sheng Hong’an portrayed her as pitiful; Sheng Qing’an’s fury flared again, lunging forward to strike her—only to be held back.

A figure stepped down from the void, robes fluttering like a celestial immortal descending from beyond the heavens; before he arrived, his aura had already surged ahead.

After walking about a cup of tea’s worth of time, a vast open area was filled with circular stone platforms, each bearing a massive character “ Dou ” carved into its surface.

From bronze to king, from amateur to five-in-a-row internet cafe players, from amateur to professional league—if you don’t know how to win, just stall until late game.

Three Dragon Blood Pills: one given to Ye Fuyao, one to Luo’er; Jun Mochen said, “If you swallow them all at once, that overwhelming energy would instantly tear our bodies apart.”

Though this alchemy team from Sifang Mountain had only been assembled for a few months, their efficiency left Old Xiao awestruck; the entire alchemy cave’s relocation was completed in the blink of an eye, then under Hong Laosi’s leadership, they marched resolutely up the four towering peaks.

But the sect’s Sect Master was extremely senior—known as Heavenly Leopard Daoist, he was over ninety years old.

This cry was not a roar, but a grateful confession—and precisely for that reason, it moved people more deeply. This is the most authentic portrait of a mature man’s inner soul.

To make your man stand tall and unyielding, you must learn to master the beast within him—when to let loose and lend him strength, becoming the open grassland where he gallops freely; when to gently hold him back, like water soothing him into returning to his senses, never letting him stray onto the wrong path.

The ferocious, swirling chaos storm resembled the gaping maw of a primordial beast, swallowing all moonlight, void, and flying sand in that region; even the Grand General of the Heavenly Dragon Empire himself was slowly withering and disintegrating under its devouring force.

Behind the crystal platform lay a performance stage; it wasn’t time yet for the show, but a Western band was already playing to stir the atmosphere.

Sensing the entry of a Grand Monarch-level presence into the secret realm, Bai Yuling immediately shifted his attention.

After the two children’s antics, Xiaodie must have opened her heart and confronted Lu Chenxu; watching their family’s happiness, he genuinely rejoiced for Xiaodie.