Volume 1, Chapter 49: Breaking into Xia Nanzhi's Home and Catching the Child Red-Handed

Li Lin said with a helpless sigh that they had made zero preparations yet now faced such a dangerous mission. How was he supposed to resolve this? There was simply no way out at the moment.

It had to be said that this move was brilliantly executed. Not only did it let Bloom and the others know that their crew members were safe for the time being, but it also served as a stark warning to everyone else about the consequences of slacking off.

"Tell me, who on earth told you there is a flood dragon here?" Xiao Fan asked again, sensing that the matter was far from simple.

Sitting in the bathtub, Su Xixi covered her sensitive areas with both hands, her mind completely blank. What on earth was going on? She clearly remembered taking a bath already—how did she end up back in the bathtub again?

"I've made myself clear enough, haven't I? All right, now you can go on and tell me about the remaining four peerless divine swords. I'm waiting to hear it." Sirius was both listening and maintaining communication with Tang Yangyu, as this process would allow her to unearth more clues regarding the secrets of the Tang Clan.

Naturally, they had to stay behind, because the day's unexpected turn of events had caught them off guard; they had never anticipated such an outcome.

Earn clean money, and your heart will remain untroubled, your nerves unfrayed, with no fear of midnight knocks on your door. Live as a clean person with a clear conscience, be a useful talent to society, and do good deeds. Spend your life happily, never forgetting the original aspiration of your birth, nor betraying the aging conscience within.

Immediately after, Ye Xing suddenly opened his eyes, from which two soul-stirring beams of divine light abruptly shot forth! At the same time, his hands transformed squares into circles, gently supporting the empty air. Though the movements were exceedingly slow, at that moment they appeared as a flurry of overlapping phantoms, too fast for the eye to track.

At dinnertime, the three of them, dressed neatly, came to the dining room and took the opportunity to announce Su Yao's joyful pregnancy.

Cui'er was so enraged that smoke seemed to billow from her seven orifices. She shoved Gao Yue aside, leaving him sprawled limply on the floor, and pressed forward toward Diewu.

However, just as General Xue understood Xue Ling, Xue Ling also understood that her act of "taking action first and reporting later" had crossed the line. Therefore, operating on the philosophy that "one cannot bottle up resentment, for if it festers too deeply, it will manifest either as physical illness or mental trouble," she feigned ignorance and obediently took her medicine.

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Accordingly, Wang Hu quietly took a few steps forward. Then he clenched the fist of his other hand, raised his arm, and struck a pose designed to make himself look exceptionally formidable.

His hands were no ordinary flesh and blood; conventional weapons stood no chance of breaking his defense, and even some legendary divine implements would find it hard to injure him. It was precisely because of these formidable "hands" that he was able to firmly secure his position among the top three peaks of the Earth Rankings.

Thousands of Lighthouse Federal citizens—or rather, new fans of Li Qingsheng—had packed the area in front of the front entrance of the Grand China Theater to the point of impenetrability. The moment they caught sight of the main figure emerging, they rushed forward instantly, cheering and screaming frantically while continuously shoving gifts toward Li Qingsheng.

The objects that fell to the ground were two sections of a blade. As it turned out, those two crisp snaps were the sounds of the samurai swords belonging to Wuqu and Onigiri breaking. Both of their swords had snapped clean in half from the middle, leaving only the lower halves behind.

With this arrangement, Wen Bo and the garrison of Luoshan could remain independent of the Xiangbei Army and the Tangyi Army, thereby fulfilling the expectations of various princes and high ministers.

Although she figured that Qin Mu probably wouldn't stay the night, she still tidied up a guest bedroom for him anyway.

"Yunling, I'm going to head home for a bit first. I'll come find you tonight." Blinking at him, Si Jiuming changed his shoes and left.

Doing the math, Han Qian felt as though he was about to completely exhaust the official expense funds that His Highness had promised to allocate to him for the year.

The city gates were packed with congestion. A massive number of ability users driving various vehicles were returning from outside the city, scrambling to get in, which caused severe traffic jams. Some ability users had even started coming to blows.

And the flames belonging to this ancient fire demon were certainly no ordinary fire; its destructive power would undoubtedly be far more terrifying.

If bowing and scraping could secure a lifetime of peace, so be it, but she was destined to strive for prominence and stand out from the crowd. If her legitimate mother refused to tolerate her, she would simply have to put in a little more effort.

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In a foul mood, Yunyun flung herself onto the bed, letting her mind go blank. Yet He Yurui's words, alongside that photograph of a certain campus legend chatting and laughing intimately with He Yurui during their university days, kept flashing through her mind. Feeling restless and annoyed, Yunyun thought over and over again before finally pulling out her phone and calling Cheng Lin.

"Hahaha, Elder He, during the evolutionary particle stream, your son directly awakened a powerful storm ability, yet you didn't react at all. This Child of the Storm might really not be your son after all; I think you'd better go back and check!" Fat Yun roared with laughter from the side.

Han Qiu looked up at the sky. It had already grown dim, and the city was beginning to shroud itself in a hazy layer of lights.

"Then do you know the mysteries of this mountain?" Seeing that Lan Jingjing seemed well-prepared, Meng Xingchen asked.

Han Qiu couldn't help feeling a trace of awe. Although he had watched Interstellar in his past life, that was only a movie after all; he still couldn't truly comprehend what a higher-dimensional space was like.

The Zongzheng Hall had already been abolished, and even Prince Yu and Prince Shu were no longer allowed to meddle in politics. What on earth was He Ye, the Prince of Jin, relying upon to achieve his ambitions?

Meng Xingchen turned instead to summon Zuo Qiubai, the Supreme Elder who theoretically had only a year left to live. Yet Meng Xingchen refused to believe that he would really die within that year; he must have consumed all sorts of rare heavenly treasures to prolong his life.

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