Fifty—Strangers

Even the Golden Light Lord felt a tremor in his heart and a surge of vigilance upon hearing that thunderous roar. Indeed, this traditional sunken palace was unimaginably colossal, so vast that Gao Yuan and his companion could hardly comprehend it. They halted their steps, and Gao Yuan silently estimated the distance from the tail to the head of the palace. Once he had finished his calculation, he was so shocked that he nearly leapt in fright.

As the black dragon opened its massive jaws, the surging waters of the Black River were drawn by a mysterious force, all of it rushing into its maw.

Because he was the male lead in the video, he gained instant fame—not only that, many people found him very handsome.

“Your Highness, Sixth Sister Yu was assassinated yesterday and is now lying unconscious. Before she lost consciousness, she entrusted me with the method for her treatment and asked me to tend to Your Highness as well,” Jiang Yi explained simply.

Yet the demonic energy radiating from this man unleashed such tremendous potential that he slew his opponent in an instant.

“Honey, there’s something uncomfortable on the back of my dress. Could you take a look for me?” Jiang Chu deliberately tugged at Shen Mu’s hand, her tone coquettish. What stunned Shen Mu even more was that she called him “honey” for the first time ever.

The parties involved gave no response, making the situation all the more mysterious. People could not help but speculate that the marriage between Shen Mu and Jiang Chu had hit a rough patch.

“The Boss has only so much energy, and his mind hasn't been on this for years. Otherwise, the Demon Realm would have been unified long ago!” Niu Chengtian nodded in agreement.

Yue Fei and the other military leaders were naturally delighted; with seven new powerhouses joining their ranks, many more would surely follow in time.

Shen Gongbao’s invitation to the disciples of the Sect of Severance was a matter of course. Although Wen Zhong did not wish for fellow disciples to become embroiled in the great calamity, there was nothing he could do. This was not a matter he could simply refuse; anything was possible in the midst of such tribulation. While he was still young, his master had already warned him.

Later on, in the information Sister Man provided, the unremarkable Xu Yao turned out to be Aunt Xu’s younger brother.

With a deafening boom, a bolt of dark golden lightning, as thick as a bucket, crashed into the churning sea of spiritual energy below like a furious dragon. Instantly, lightning flared in all directions, and the surging waves were tinged with that same dark gold.

But what kind of fossil could appear so vivid, so lifelike? From the single horn on the forehead of the pitch-black serpent, fiery red markings faintly glimmered across its massive body.

Shi Fan was startled; he could no longer locate Xu Jiuyuan. He immediately activated his clairvoyant powers, but even that failed.

“Very good, very good. The Holy Master truly is a master of schemes. Back then, you manipulated the saints of the heavens during the Investiture of the Gods. Now, you do it again. But how did you know the Five-Colored Stone could produce the Lingming Stone Monkey? And how did you know there would be one stone left?” Guanyin could scarcely believe it; if Sun Ming had deduced all this, it was truly terrifying.

After all, no one wishes to be ordinary. Even after years of tempering, this truth remains, but he could not change his own mediocrity.

Sun Ming, having arranged for humanity’s entry into the heavenly court, returned once more to Lingyun Island. He then secluded himself and calculated the affairs of humanity, finding his plans had reached their final stage. Whether he would succeed depended on the coming days.

At Ye Chui’s command, the endless undead legions of the Death Realm launched a merciless assault upon their own master.

“Where do you plan to leave the city?” Taisui asked as he and Wang Ping walked onto the street, observing the dozen or so corpses lying there.

Bang! The gunshot clearly alarmed the people in the camp. Shouts erupted immediately, and within seconds, the entire camp was on high alert. Every escort and factory worker had loaded their weapons, barrels pointing outward.

“Because, Heaven owes me justice!” came a crisp and resolute voice. Nishang, undaunted by fear, raised her head and met the lofty, scrutinizing gaze of Luo Li, her voice ringing clear.

“Sister Cuihua, ‘Seventy-year-old man, seven-year-old child’—those words ring true. But saying that these unseen things are valuable eels—who would believe that?” Mother Ding had never seen eel fry and knew nothing of their appearance at that stage. The water in the fish tank seemed utterly unremarkable to her.

The rising sun shone brilliantly, golden rays spilling across the curtains and painting the room with a rosy glow. A few dazzling beams slipped through the gaps, casting patches of gold upon the bedroom floor.

She spoke as she fetched a cup, filled it with warm water, and walked over, sitting casually on Wei Feng’s sickbed. With her left hand, she propped up his head, and with her right, brought the cup to his lips.

Shen Qingwu ignored her and no longer chased her around the house. Instead, she sat down, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and smiled.

One after another, the bony sturgeons—nearly a foot long—gleamed in the sunlight, looking like silver spindles. They drifted leisurely as Piaoyun and Li Ruolin watched in admiration.

The fruits of the green vine had all been used up, and this journey would take several days. Who could be entrusted with this task at Sang Family Fort?

Using a sprayer filled with water from the Primeval Lake, they misted the laver as if treating fruit trees with pesticide. This method spared resources and yielded excellent results, nourishing the laver as gently as spring rain.

After browsing for a while, Ling Qingyun realized that the Jinzhong Hall indeed offered generous benefits. As Zhong Mingsong had said, members assisted each other during missions and trials, and exceptional contributions were richly rewarded. Yet, upon seeing the current state of Jinzhong Hall, Ling Qingyun could only smile wryly.

“Bone-Rolling Pill!” Amidst the golden brilliance, the Xiong Kui Warrior sensed something amiss and turned back, only to witness a heart-rending scene.

How could Ding Sumei not understand the bond between Er Quan and Braid? She had always envied and been moved by it.

Ever since the police uniform had been upgraded, it brimmed with energy, so Wu Yong no longer worried about that. With so few cars on the street in the early morning hours, it was the perfect chance—CMQO could push the accelerator to the limit, racing after his target.

The crowd burst out laughing again. Only then did Lin Zi and the others realize that Yunxia was actually a female monkey. Otherwise, why would this male monkey have crossed mountains to court her?