Volume 1, Chapter 42: My Sister Was Abducted Last Night!

"Master, aside from the Four Great Families, the only place suitable for your current cultivation level to undergo training is the Desolate Secret Realm. The other mysterious forbidden lands are still beyond your reach," Shadow Chief transmitted respectfully.

After Shen Long departed, Shen Tian turned his gaze back to the many cultivators vying for the Sub-Dragon Sword. By this time, the majority of the Hongyuan Sages involved in the struggle had already perished.

Thinking of Luo Bingzhu, Tong Yanxin, Xia Qianrui, and the third fiancée, Luo Yan'er, while watching Yuan Shu'en sleeping in his arms with her red lips slightly pouted, Xiao Yu's heart was in turmoil.

"What else? Don't forget, Xiang Li is a member of the Liu family. Honestly, it's laughable. Of all the people you could have targeted, you chose to use Hade Motors to scheme against the Feitian Group. Was it a lapse in judgment, or just sheer bad luck?" Liu Jiang conceded; at this point, there was nothing left to hide.

Liu Hu, the underground emperor of Donghai City, lay on the ground like a dog, not daring to move an inch.

Feng Yan and the others were also filled with confusion; let alone the continent, even in the Divine Realm, few people would likely know of such things.

"Old Cang, he..." At the mention of Cang Yunhe, Chu Jiuge's expression shifted, and she lowered her head.

Zhang Lei pointed at Bao Ya and shouted, "Is this how a captain behaves? You won't let us eat, yet you expect us to have the strength to work?" Wan Miao and Bao Ya burst into laughter.

With the addition of Yu Suifeng and Liu Yucheng, their journey went much more smoothly. Since their intended direction had always been the Xingshan Sect, they now had to backtrack for three days to reach the Weapon Refining Sect.

"Finally, we've arrived." Looking at the destination right before him, Liao Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief. This was their agreed-upon rendezvous point. It would be impossible for Liao Xi's thousand men not to be nervous when facing tens of thousands of Yellow Turban rebels; even a God of War could be worn down, let alone Liao Xi and his men.

Lan Qianqiu did not follow closely behind Lady Lan Fubing as he usually did; instead, he stood rooted to the spot with a gloomy expression, his gaze shifting between the backs of Lan Fubing and Yue Ying.

"It was just a moment ago, at the previous turn, that I realized the surrounding environment looked familiar. I made a mark on a rock, and seeing that mark just now confirmed my theory," Chen Si said with a calm tone.

Xiao Ruye knew that Ye Jinmu was comforting her, but looking at Ye Jinmu's smile, she understood that Ye Jinmu was speaking from the heart.

Yet, listening to Ye Xian, they had simply asked her to join Jinxian Entertainment, and she had agreed. Despite all the generous conditions he had offered, Mu Ye had still rejected him.

He hurriedly rolled out of bed to meditate and enter a state of stillness. After checking himself and finding nothing unusual, he left his room, feeling somewhat perplexed.

Once Chu Qinghan obtained that secret manual, they gained some understanding of it. However, Chu Qinghan had never been able to master it, failing to cultivate even a trace of spiritual energy, so they had somewhat given up hope. Now, with the high concentration of Ye Jinmu's blood, their hopes were rekindled.

"Alright." The middle-aged man tried to raise his hand to cover his wound with a handkerchief, but Ning Xiaofei stopped the movement in mid-air, leaving him unable to budge.

Duan Jinrong realized that he could not tear his eyes away from the young man before him. With his exquisite grace, enchanting temperament, and ever-changing expressions, he was already etched into his memory after only a few moments.

Hearing his weeping, Xuan Ming's mother seemed to sink into endless pain. Her thin shoulders heaved, but she forced back her tears, refusing to let them fall.

"Huh? What is this? A tricycle race? Haha—you're killing me!" The yellow-haired man looked at the tricycle, which was already smoking from Ye Feng's driving, and laughed until his stomach hurt.

Leaving the Northern Kai King's planet, Bardock did not return to Earth but went to the Lookout instead. He wanted to find the Guardian of Earth to see if he could fix the issue of Goku being unable to grow his tail back. It was this deity who had pulled out Goku's tail in the first place; if not for the fact that he was a Namekian, Bardock would have annihilated him long ago.

"The opposing AP is Orianna. I'll level up my Q skill to harass her in the early game. As long as there's an opening, I can land a full combo. It's not impossible to burst down Orianna with Ahri," Wang Xiu mused, his playstyle becoming increasingly aggressive.

At this moment, Xiao Han left behind the words "We shall fight again next time" before turning and walking away with the rest of the OMG team.

That panic and fear welled up from the heart of the now-grown Jinse. At this moment, the long-buried dread surged like a wild beast, seeking to consume her the moment she let her guard down and drag her into an abyss from which there was no return.

Because she was suspected of poisoning the eldest prince, Qiu Yue could not be buried in the royal mausoleum. Xiao Yi buried her on a desolate hillside, a lone grave hidden in the woods.

Ye Ying was merely stalling for time. As long as he could keep Sikong Shutu and Tang Sanjue steady, the Profound Ice Cold Marrow and the Sword Soul within him would strive to break the seal of the Undead Powder.

He was not particularly handsome, but his brow carried a heavy air of heroism. His taut cheeks gave the impression that he was not to be trifled with, and events proved this to be true.

Li Lin felt it was a pity regarding the binding limit. According to the description, one could only bind a teleportation point every 10 levels, which was far too few. Regardless, the places he most needed to bind right now were this freshwater lake and the ocean scene.

Li Lin whistled, casting a triumphant glance at Zhang Lin through the rearview mirror. Although Zhang Lin was angry, she said nothing more.

The group moved with agility as they raced toward the mountain. After they departed, Li Cha glanced in the direction they had just been, a hint of confusion in his eyes before he vanished.