096, Wei Xun Seeks Attention
After sending the message, Lin Mi’s gaze involuntarily fixed on her phone screen, waiting for a reply. One second, two seconds... time seemed to stretch, and even after two or three minutes, the phone remained silent. Her brows furrowed slightly as she began to wonder: Was Wei Xun busy with social engagements, unable to break away? Or... did he simply not want to come? He had never taken this long to reply before. At that moment, Lin Mi...
Qi cultivators employ gentle tactics, but in reality, they are far more skilled at this art than demonic cultivators.
"Damn it, no, Ning Ge, Ning Ge, calm down," Zuo Linyu stumbled forward, barely managing to kneel abruptly, yet still held onto Ning Zhan’s hand. The terrifying noise made the entire space tremble; if not for Jiang Chen’s protective measures, this entire floor might have shattered. Although their level was low, even the smallest gains matter. Now, with the deaths of Pan Lu and Zheng Qiudong, Yang Gang had directly leveled up again, advancing swiftly to the sixth stage of the Transformation Spirit. Even with a thick cushion beneath, it was still uncomfortable—there was simply no better solution for now.
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Faced with this dual, devastating blow, Ma Kui didn’t even have time to scream before the pain caused him to faint outright. Yet, he was not restricted from working; whenever he tried to call the police, his phone would freeze. He had never experienced such treatment in his life, having tried every possible method, but could not leave. His bodyguards even threatened him, telling him to think about his family. At that time, the news reported that a classmate had been beaten into the hospital and was sent abroad by Ye’s father. Considering their ages, everything seemed to align perfectly.
Endless waves of energy swept across the Eastern Wilderness; mountains crumbled into silence, and the vast seas turned to dust. This was a terrifying battle, the power level beyond imagination. Jiang Shan seemed somewhat surprised but shook his head and walked forward. He hadn’t expected such a princess to exist within the imperial city; it seemed he needed to gather more information.
“ViVi, we’re in the same examination hall again!” Shen Dan was delighted, smiling upon seeing Ji Wei. Two streaks of white and red meteorites crossed the sky, freezing time and sealing all life energy wherever they passed. The trees’ colors appeared deeper than usual, but this difference was subtle—so subtle that only the most observant would notice. The matter of the photograph was finally settled, and Long Yan was able to rest easy. The next morning, she returned calmly to City A to continue playing the role of someone’s fiancée.
However, this did little to reverse the downward trend; the stock market continued to fall, and everyone’s shares turned to worthless paper, impossible to sell.
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Today’s gathering in the underworld was unusual. The Southern Society had recently suffered defeat in a fierce battle, almost allowing the Xiahe Gang to prevail. Their internal losses were severe, and the leaders of other gangs were all eagerly watching and waiting. After grasping the deeper meaning behind Feng Chi’s earlier words to “put out the fire,” Long Yan’s fair face uncontrollably flushed red, leaving her stunned.
Su Youqing shoved Jiang Chengce away and raised her hand to slap him. Yet, her raised fist never landed on his face; after much hesitation, it slowly fell back. The changes unfolding before their eyes caused the Wild Bulls to widen their eyes in surprise and joy.
Before entering the boarding gate, Pei An’an glanced back once more at the departure hall behind her.
“Do I look pale? Probably just didn’t rest well,” Lan Fei said, touching his face casually, not too concerned.
“Ke Ru, should I send Old Master Fei Tianqi’s body back to the mansion’s cryogenic chamber now? I’m worried the weather might cause decay,” Luo Qing asked Fei Keru.
Back then, it was he who used Changle’s life to threaten Ming Yan, compelling Ming Yan to retrieve the evil Li.