Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Imperial Consort Selection Competition

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The power of ice-type magic is based on temperature; the lower the temperature, the sturdier the ice. When the temperature drops to a certain point, ice becomes even harder than steel, making it more reliable than steel for both offense and defense.

Of course, leaving aside that electromagnetic game console, for Gao Shou, who had earned a massive sum of 100,000 yuan from the game using this character in just under half a year, selling the account for a few thousand RMB could not compensate for the deep sense of reluctance in his heart.

He had no choice but to use this move. While "Dragon Subduing Regret" possessed greater power, it required a solid footing; though there were certainly techniques within the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms suited for the current situation, he unfortunately had not yet mastered them.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. The waters of the West Sea rose, the miasma vanished completely, and the sea looked just like the other three sides. The West Coast, which had remained hidden for years, was finally revealed to the world.

Damn! Is taking on three people alone really that impressive? Watch me take on four, no, five—or even six if I can win!

In truth, Chen Luobin’s head was already spinning, and his face was flushed a deep purple. Yet, seeing the encouraging look in his mother’s eyes, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Hearing their words, Nie Shao was filled with confusion. Only Nie Feng could rival him—who exactly was this person? Could it be that even a master like Bu Jingyun was no match for him?

This was going to be a spectacle. Xiao Jun had always kept a low profile in class. No one expected him to be so bold as to confess his feelings to Jiang Wen while she and Qu Zhiheng were having a falling out. It clearly showed that this guy was quite sharp.

"I’m just a country bumpkin. I know about castrating donkeys and horses, but I’ve never heard of castrating people," Chun Ni, who had been silent, suddenly perked up.

"My home is local, so whether I live on campus or not makes no difference," Qu Zhiheng could only say.

Lin Xiao projected a thought, and the Heaven-Swallowing Python immediately returned to its adorable form, lying motionless on Lin Xiao’s shoulder. Its eyes, however, kept darting toward those around them. Seeing the crowd’s stiff expressions—some even trembling—Lin Xiao realized his display of power had been effective, and he flashed an awkward smile.

Wang Yuyu certainly wasn't afraid of trouble; the more, the better, as it gave him something to do and aided his conduct and cultivation.

"Didn't you say that if she was poisoned, we would need an antidote to wake her up?" Shen Yuexin suddenly stopped crying and asked.

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Wang Yuyu felt a headache coming on. Hadn't Lan Xiuxiu just returned? Why was she back again? Wasn't she afraid that the Imperial family would find out, or that the lecherous Crown Prince Ao You would snatch her away to be his tenth concubine?

The portly Zhuo Yishou shook hands with Qin Bin with a fake smile, secretly exerting force to test Qin Bin’s strength. He possessed profound martial arts in his hands—hence the name "Zhuo One-Hand."

The seventh day after his uncles' passing had come and gone. Hua Nongyue had been exhausted from performing filial duties for days, burying his four uncles' coffins, yet his heart felt hollow.

With a dark expression, Elder Wu swung a palm at Qin Bin. The ferocious power was like a mountain; even though it hadn't made contact, Qin Bin still felt immense pressure.

"No!" Cang Lei also shook his head. They had nothing on them now; were they expected to trade with this in the Southern Border?

"Sigh! If only you, Lord Divine Dragon, were the reincarnation of the Dragon King. A single drop of the Dragon King’s blood could instantly revive the dragon vein," said Kong Ting, the patriarch of the Spatial Clan.

"Good!" Bing Chen ignored Ai Jia and Shen Zhiya beside him, gently placed Bing Xue on a nearby stone bench, and headed toward the shop.

Auntie Li was grateful to Zhang Guai-zi, who often came to the countryside to help with farm work. Over time, they grew close. Though Zhang was poor, he was a reliable man. Two days later, they registered their marriage.

"Oh! What happened to me? Why am I lying in a hospital?" Li Tianxin thought it best to play the role to the end.

The two knew exactly what was meant by "everything is arranged" and "do your best."

No matter how many questions Li Jiale had, he had no choice but to hurriedly dress and hail a taxi to the municipal hospital. Only upon arrival did he learn: his father’s condition had suddenly worsened, leading to his death, and his mother, unable to bear it, had taken her own life.

In an instant, the slaughterhouse courtyard was filled with cries of battle, the noise deafening, with curses mingled with muffled screams.

"That can't be right? Are you seeing things? Don't move, let me lift it and take a look," Ma Chengfeng said, reaching out to lift the Mandala Sutra shroud.

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"Let me explain this thing to you," the man said excitedly, fiddling with the Crimson Blood Bead.

"What is this? How did I not notice its existence? When did it appear?" A series of question marks flooded his mind.

He remained hunched over as if hiding something, his face extremely flushed. If one looked closely, faint traces of sweat and steam appeared; clearly, he was feeling a great deal of heat.

"Mr. He, you are too kind. I have no time today, but I will invite you to dinner another day to thank you," I said gratefully.

"Major Yu, even without looking back, I know you are retaliating against Lieutenant Kosev. If you don't want to follow, I suggest you get back right now," Emily said, not turning her head as she stood at the front, surveying the maintenance workshop.

Yue Tang and Ying Han were terrified. The cut on my wrist wasn't deep, but it had bled quite a bit, staining my dress with blood.

Business dealings were easy enough to manage. Institutions like Shenghe, Tianhong, Huapu, and Tailong had partnerships with Wang Nuo, but the analysts within those firms hadn't necessarily heard of his name.

But I was certain that at the moment I saw the danger, I hadn't thought about anything else; I simply rushed forward.

"When did you become so long-winded, Shen Yi? This isn't like you!" Clearly touched to the core, she still stubbornly refused with her words.

For a moment, everyone’s eyes widened. Many knew that victory or defeat hinged on this single move.