Chapter 26

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Lost in thought, he saw Noriko Amamiya looking back with a puzzled expression; the adorable, confused look on her face seemed to wonder why he hadn't followed her.
"Saving lives consumed much more spiritual energy than I had anticipated. I lost control for a moment, and now I'm completely drained," Lu Meng said, spreading his hands with a look of pure innocence.
"My Lord Daimyo, please rest assured. Even if I must fall on the battlefield, I will never let the Allied Forces of the Four Nations cross into the Land of Fire!" Hashirama shed his usual bumbling demeanor, his voice ringing with resolve as a surge of heroic passion erupted from him.
Xie Wu frowned. He gazed deeply at the Crown Prince and Lin Mo, his expression gradually turning somber.
Ye Li was terrified of separation, yet her very name contained the character for "parting." As she grew older, she often wondered if fate had been predestined; perhaps that was why she was called Ye Li instead of Ye Ju.
Xu Xiaqing nodded slightly, saying nothing more, and produced a fragrant medicinal pill, swallowing it to restore her vitality.
Even the first seal of the Hundred Beasts Scroll, having just been released, possessed power sufficient to completely suppress the broken Wicked Dragon Demonic Blade.
However, today the situation was different. Ye Fan and Jiang Han had arrived at the Nora Café—the very location Le Yixuan had personally chosen for their negotiations—only for Le Yixuan to call Jiang Han directly and cancel the meeting.
Wherever the flood dragon passed, the floorboards and surrounding architecture were ground into fine powder.
Having sensed something, Xiao Xiao suddenly opened its bright, flickering eyes, its gaze filled with sheer astonishment.
Gao Qing looked at the eerie ancient coffin before him. Truth be told, he didn't dare enter; if something unexpected happened, he wouldn't even need a funeral—he’d already be lying in the casket!
To this day, no other sentient creature has been able to unleash Dragon Language magic that surpasses other systems of magic, primarily because they cannot speak the Dragon Tongue.

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Just as Gao Qing was about to return to his room, that black shadow appeared again. This time, Gao Qing did not look back. He knew that if he really encountered that thing, one glance would extinguish the three flames of life on his body, and by then, even if he wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to.
Bella glared resentfully at Meng Qi, who was already over by Zohan and the others, chatting away. The thought of Meng Qi being shirtless when they first met made her grit her teeth in frustration.
"No, no, President Chen, the title is perfectly fitting! Given your ability, your stunning figure, your fair skin, and your moving smile, what man wouldn't be intoxicated by your charms?" Young Master Heng heaped praise upon her in one continuous breath.
Xie Xingfang suddenly spoke, explaining that the creature wanted them to follow it and needed their help. She then explained that this was a matter of psychic communication from the Esoteric Sect, though she had only learned the basics.
Wu Hui asked a question without thinking, and Qiong Qiong answered just as casually. The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it to heart. Although this place was as mysterious as a riddle, obscured like the mist and glowing haze before their eyes, it prevented one from glimpsing the secrets within.
Yet, to back down in front of so many people was truly difficult. Once one showed weakness or retreated, it was easy to imagine that there would be no way to continue making a living in these parts.
No! No! I must stop thinking about this. Thinking further is useless and would only lead to extreme shock and terror.
Pao Pao, face beaming with joy, burst into the office without knocking and set down two gold-stamped red invitations.
Li Tianfeng had always harbored resentment toward Ye Guxian; now that an opportunity had finally arisen, he certainly wouldn't let it go to waste.
In terms of official rank, he was actually higher than Ying Xiong, but out of respect for the Crown Prince behind Ying Xiong, Wan Youcai was willing to be a bit more polite. This was why he hadn't greeted him at the main gate, but had done so at the door of the parlor.
"Honestly, I only intended to teach you a lesson. I never really meant to drive your family to this point," Chu Zhaoyang pouted, his long fingers tapping twice on the tabletop.
Shen Wuxie smiled faintly and nodded. With a flick of his finger, the petals, wrapped in a bewitching red glow, shot out and reached Luo Ziqi in an instant.

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Therefore, some cultivators, despite inquiring into the Great Dao and practicing accordingly, even if they cultivate the Dao to perfection, dare not testify to their Daoist heart, choosing instead to inquire into other Daos and practice further, repeating this cycle.
"My life belongs to you, City Lord; I naturally remember that clearly," Shi Hu said, a hint of emotion in his voice as he vaguely guessed what was coming.
These past few days had been non-stop. His body, having lain in a hospital bed for three full years, was clearly struggling. If not for the pills he had refined previously, Ling Hao would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
Ren Hao frowned, but overall he seemed calm, unlike the worry and agitation he showed when Han Suisui caused trouble a few days ago.
In today's fickle society, some people have the words "I love you" constantly on their lips, but not everyone expresses their feelings in such a way.
To have a Martial Arts Grandmaster endure for so many years—now that Yang Tian has returned home, the winds of change are surely about to stir.
It grew increasingly solid until, finally, it condensed into a tangible, seven-colored sphere.
Sighing, Chu Yi entered his living quarters. Enduring the pain throughout his body, he sat cross-legged as usual, centered his mind, and began to circulate his spiritual energy to meditate and cultivate.