Chapter 27

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This Dragon and Phoenix Soup is also on the menu, though it is entirely different from the miraculous version Chef Li once prepared during the grand competition and bears no comparison to it.

"I am sorry, Uncle. Please rest assured, I will not let you suffer." With that, Miao Jingkai pulled out his firearm and aimed it at Miao Peilin's heart.

"Take them away, and dispose of the rest on the spot!" Wild Bear said coldly; there was no need to show mercy to enemies.

"Giggle... I never expected you to be jealous after capturing both my heart and body, young master!" Hong Zilan giggled, convinced that Yang Tian was still fond of her.

"What?" Mi Mei's expression turned instantly anxious as she reached for her phone, ready to make a call.

It took Nie Feng less than five minutes to finish the acupuncture session for Director Xia, who felt as if he had taken a stimulant, his energy suddenly surging.

"Do as you please. To be honest, the Azure Cloud Sect has already approached other sects, proposing that everyone be housed together in groups. If you refuse, I will have to assume you are siding with Ye Fei, and I will inform everyone of this." Sect Master Ge’s threat was even more overt this time.

The principal listened from the side, unable to hide his grin. Damn, there was even a pill that could help a master-level martial artist break through to the Transformation Realm; he had to stay close to Ling Tian.

"It’s a combat formation! Order everyone to stand by, fire up the boilers, and prepare for battle!" Gerard, an experienced naval officer, recognized that the arrangement of the smoke stacks in the distance was the prelude to an attack.

After hearing this, Ye Fei agreed, intending to go and see what conditions the martial artist demanded for the trade. If that failed, he would simply take it by force; after all, the item was needed to save Qi Zhenyue's life.

Suddenly, the alliance of various sects fell into a chaotic brawl with the Xiaoyao Sect. At that moment, thin wisps of blue smoke began to rise from several places in the plaza. However, both sides were so focused on their opponents that no one noticed this unexpected development.

"Then just shoot me, Captain Hao! I would rather die by your hand than return in such a cowardly way!" A blood-soaked Dragon Speaker tore open his chest armor and shouted.

Shen Tong hugged the shivering Lan Yue tightly, kissed her forehead, and led her outside.

After Jin Xiang left, a figure suddenly appeared behind Jin Yaotian—hazy and indistinct, as if it did not truly exist.

Wukong’s words left Zhu Ganglie and the others speechless, yet they could find no argument to refute him.

This time, only a small portion of the Beggar Sect and the Iron Palm Sect had come, as they knew that when searching for treasure, the fewer people who knew, the better; there were only fifty or sixty in total. But the major clans were different; the Zhao clan alone had brought over twenty experts, and other clans had also brought their own specialists to lie in ambush.

Although Zheng Min was simple-hearted, she was not foolish. She knew well that Ye Qinglan had good intentions, and feeling secretly grateful, she naturally grew closer to her.

Finally, they had a moment of privacy to share a few whispered words. Such an opportunity was rare and precious; they should use it to pour out their hearts.

Slowly, the flow of the world began to slacken. Wind-blown paper debris hung suspended in the air, and the world faded into shades of gray.

Retreating slowly to the cave entrance, he passed the mangled, struggling alien creature and drew his dagger gently across its throat, finally bringing it silence.

When Ji Feng unleashed this skill, a mere wave of his hand could plant a curse upon an enemy’s body, sapping their agility. Furthermore, upon their death, their souls would be rapidly assimilated by the world.

At that moment, a spell was cast from the side, and Song Ming felt his entire body lighten, followed by a warm, comfortable sensation.

"No! She is a nanny, and has been for years. I have always treated her like my own aunt. She was in Yongcheng and has now gone to Nanjing. Our relationship has always been excellent," Imperial Consort Sun said with a smile.

"Good! You have thought this through carefully. As the Empress Dowager, I am very grateful to you all!" The ingenuity of Tan Juan and the others, who had considered both the safety of the concubines and the concerns of the Grand Empress Dowager, warmed Empress Sun's heart, and she spoke with a smile.

A mortal body merely familiarizes itself with the various states of its flesh, including the bloodline, skin, and tendons. Only the Profound Body marks the entry into physical cultivation, beginning to activate the bloodline and refine the skin and bones, making them strong and resilient enough to bear the massive amounts of external energy absorbed during the opening of the meridians.

Therefore, one can judge whether a world harbors great evil by the power of the Nine-Headed Hell Dragon once it manifests into form.

"My second brother actually claimed that the Empress Dowager held a grudge against Concubine Guo and the others, and used the sacrificial burial custom to take their lives!" Zhu Zhagang glanced at the doorway, afraid that someone might overhear.

According to the rules, if an opponent forfeits, a contestant can choose not to challenge and accept the victory of the match. Alternatively, they may choose to exercise their right to challenge any other disciple from another faction, and the challenged party cannot refuse, a rule intended to prove one's own strength.

It would be impossible not to feel heartbroken when faced with such a situation, given the nearly twenty years of shared history.