She did not recognize him at all.

"I'm not telling you. Don't worry, after I bought it, I had experts authenticate it. It's the real thing, without a doubt," Eddie snorted haughtily, a touch of pride in his voice.

Yan Qi had been watching closely from the shadows. Although Bu Fan had told him not to worry, how could he possibly be at ease? When he saw his second brother chasing after Bu Fan, his heart nearly leapt from his chest. He'd thought Bu Fan's strength would be enough to escape, but he hadn't expected his brother to have such capable subordinates.

Meanwhile, at the main entrance of the stone tower, two figures in broad, hooded cloaks stood guard on either side.

"The Ten Riders of the Azure Emperor?" At once, the crowd of young prodigies focused their attention on the Ten Riders. Each gaze brimmed with killing intent. Yan Shuangfei’s remark, whether intentional or not, had made the Ten Riders the target of all those peerless talents’ animosity.

"Thank you, mentors," Zuo Lin responded, bowing with measured composure. She then turned and left the assessment chamber.

Xiliang bordered the country of Liu, and the royal decor was much the same. As she walked the palace corridors, Murong Yu felt a sense of disorientation. Fortunately, Gu Junli was at her side; watching his figure ahead of her, she found a sense of reassurance.

On the other side, seeing the crescent-shaped sword energy arcing toward their group, Dong Hu's hair stood on end in fright. He wanted to flee, but it was already too late.

If one were to tell the whole story, it would be a long, long tale. It just so happened that Bai Xinyan was willing to listen, and her senior sister was just as patient to tell it.

Yet, even in its final moments, its mind was preoccupied with the subordinate who had once ambushed it.

The vortex grew larger and larger, swallowing everything in its path as it surged toward their golden shuttle. Ye Tianxing and Zhang Tianxiu finally turned pale.

Of course, that particularly arrogant red-clad skeleton—the "Shattered Pitcher, Kelong"—was clearly not among those with normal minds.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will depart at once for Huayang Pass to reclaim our lost ground," Zhang Fei declared in a booming voice, unable to hide the joy on his face.

In an instant, a field of silver light blossomed at the base of the Fire Dragon Morel’s wings. The light was fine and scattered, saturated with countless spatial fissures.

"Mingfeng, I thought you were dead. Never expected you'd betray the Underworld and follow someone else," the Third Young Master said mockingly when he saw Mingfeng.

Yang Feng's thousand heavy cavalrymen and thirty thousand auxiliary troops swept east along the Ye River like a swarm of locusts, destroying everything in the lands of the Gerolu tribe.

When he explained his purpose, Old Master Dong was overjoyed. He’d been worrying about how to raise money to repair the fence, and here Shen Yibin arrived with timely help. Grasping Shen’s hand, Old Master Dong thanked him profusely.

"Daoist Bing, your strength is renowned. I hear your Dou Character Technique can unleash seventy times the usual power. In the Nether Thunder Star Domain, perhaps only the Star Emperor himself could compare," Ji Huaxia said with biting sarcasm.

This meant he had to find the lost Incan gold today, or by tomorrow at the very latest.

But Feng Xue had no interest in the old woman's explanation of the Four Souls Jade. He figured it would only taint his own power—fragments would be more useful to him than the whole.

The Soul-Cutting Blade, however, infused its own soul into the shallow strike, reflecting the strength of its wielder's heart.

Within the House of Restful Wind, the flowers and grass were lush and green, and birds sang brightly. The main room was as warm as a late spring evening, with the faint, elusive scent of citron lingering in the air, soothing the soul.

"Then let's keep it brief. I want to ask you—what's the situation with your job transfer? Are you giving up the assistant to President Xin position?" Xia Yi looked straight at Shen Yuan.

"Just now, you shouldn't have let Laurel make the decision herself," Pei Qing murmured, walking alongside Li Yan.

Suddenly, within the light screen, divine patterns flared. A black shadow burst forth, lunging straight at a god-like figure.

Qi Bo couldn't help but wonder—if he lost his first love, the pain would surely be far worse than it was now, so unbearable he dared not imagine such a day.

Of course, the five bottles of milk had also been tampered with—he’d used a syringe to inject something into the bread and then into the milk.

With Magistrate Zhang as his guarantor, Wei Shengyu paid for the four acres of wasteland and smoothly obtained the deed.

Glancing around, he noticed that the people present matched the number of team members. He couldn't help but ask, "Argos, is the school sending you to lead the team this time?" Argos was the top student in the tenth grade and possessed impressive strength. Unless Nepharian unsealed his own power, even he wouldn't be a match for Argos.

"Besides, I'm only a little weak now—there's nothing else wrong," Riglat said, laboriously coiling his tail around Miao Miao's hand to reassure her. In his weakness, Riglat didn’t notice the sudden change in Miao Miao’s expression when she heard "a family specially developed to restrain and imprison dragons."

It was said that love and affection abound in the human world—she too had witnessed many people struggling amidst their tangled emotions.

They had lived here for generations, all growing up on these legends—was there not a single clever soul among them?

Listening to the conversation in the front row, Chu Tiange, Han Dongyi, and the other celebrities couldn't help but smile.

"Alright, we have to record a show at the TV station this afternoon. Don't cry so much that your eyes swell," Wu Wenxuan soothed gently.

When Xing Yu left the main camp, he checked all the dashboard readings and found nothing abnormal, so he didn’t pay much attention to the rest of the vehicle.