22 Three-in-One

Empowered by the wood-type essence, the ancient beast vanished in a flicker, instantly reappearing right before Long Yi.

Singer Lu Di once again became the talk of the entire internet, his name lingering on the Weibo trending list for so long that stars in the industry turned green with envy, all scrambling to find out exactly who this divine figure was.

Before long, having finished its meal of several spirit rabbits, the Erlang God creature stretched its wings, retracted the aura of spiritual power emanating from its body, and stood still, surveying its surroundings.

Realizing the sequence of events, the ethereal phantom of the immortal flew into a rage and brandished his immortal sword. The overwhelming pressure rendered the surrounding space unstable, and a terrifying aura surged from the Qingfeng Sword. However, the next second, the Heavenly Dao intervened, suppressing the rank of the Qingfeng Sword to the level of a top-tier magical artifact.

Only the wealthy and high-ranking would hire professional designers to craft their daily attire, ensuring they avoided the embarrassment of wearing the same outfit as someone else.

Extracting useful components from medicinal herbs is a task that anyone with sufficient mental energy can learn.

Yet, within the Wang family, especially among the high-ranking members, it was well known that Wang Qinlong had long regarded Wang Yan as more than half a son.

"Alright, no need to say more, let's go!" Du Moyan reached out, grabbed Du Ka'ao, and pulled him into the alternate dimension. But the moment they arrived, they saw Leina swinging a great sword at them.

Xia Xixi stroked Jing Xing’s ears, a sudden ache rising in her heart. If she had stayed by his side all along, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so insecure.

The General’s Mansion and the Prime Minister’s Mansion sat at opposite ends of the city. The carriage ride took nearly an hour, and Qin Ran was almost motion-sick by the time they arrived.

It took about forty minutes to reach the town. I gave him all the money I had, but I didn't have the luxury to feel the sting of the loss; I hurried home as fast as I could.

In truth, she had nothing she wanted to buy. Coaxing him over was merely a way to stop him from harping on the previous matter. He Yan did not care how Fu Suizhi viewed her, nor did she have any intention of sowing discord between them. She only wanted to find a suitable opportunity to escape and had no energy to waste on irrelevant matters.

After retaking Dugu Town, Li Huai was occupied with endless military affairs. The prospect of returning to Jinling seemed indefinitely postponed.

With his fine hair and delicate, cold features, every line of his face looked as if it had been meticulously carved by an artist. The sunlight spilled from behind him, coating his entire frame in a golden, gauze-like radiance.

If Wang Dong had another chance, he would have undoubtedly taken those words back without hesitation.

"Alright, that’s everything." After twenty minutes of picking, the mutton noodle soup, which had been piping hot when first served, was now only lukewarm.

This battle was destined to be lopsided. In ancient times, even the Martial Emperors could not truly resist these powerful dark shadows, let alone these cultivators who had only just been awakened by Shi Kai using the aura of an Emperor.

Xi Lan was in such agony she could not control herself, nor did she have the rationality to refuse. She opened her mouth and bit down, and blood immediately streamed from his palm.

Li Rui watched, stunned, wondering why these SWAT officers were detaining the security guards. But he realized it shortly after—Pang Jinzhong was likely taking precautions to prevent the guards from leaking information. Still, the old man’s methods were truly brutal; he had them handcuffed directly.

With every flap of its wings, Yun Yue felt a potent magical force surging continuously into every meridian of her body.

Qiu Qi'er watched Ye Qingcheng, who was eating with great focus. She was eating quite a bit, looking as though the meal was truly delicious.

Just then, someone posted a message on the public channel. The striking gold font indicated that the person had spent a hundred Rainbow Coins on the message, all to ensure it caught everyone’s attention.

Ye Qingcheng stopped in her tracks, narrowed her eyes slightly at the taxi driver who was grinning at her like a smitten fool, and beckoned him over.

He intentionally added "Zhen" to the end of his sentence to display his imperial authority, yet the smile at the corners of his eyes betrayed his good mood.

Yu Ruo couldn't help but shrink back, as if a demon were about to pounce on her. Under the coercion of the staff, Zhang Xinru finally began to calm down.

At the Prince Duan’s mansion, Murong An watched the departing figure with a gloomy expression. This time, with the help of Xuanyuan Tianyue, the Xiyue Kingdom should be his to command.

His gaze drifted to Mo Wen, only to see him retract his sword, put on deerskin gloves, and pluck a few hidden weapons from the tip of the blade.

Returning to the spot, he saw Wei Rou Ti waiting for him there, head lowered, holding something in her hand.

Taixu had always been arrogant and confident in himself, but confidence was not the same as hubris. He knew all too well the gap between himself and a true Level 5.

Xu Jun frowned. If his disciples were to fight, he was confident of defeating the opponent because he had a second-generation reincarnator on his side. But the situation was different now; if he let his grand-disciples compete, there were too many unknown variables.

"Enough, say no more. As the commander-in-chief, I order you!" Natasha raised a hand, stopping Alex from continuing.

Bingzhu pondered for a long while, looking down at the transparent bell on her neck, which refracted the sunlight into a brilliant, iridescent glow.

Even so, it could not conceal his aged appearance or the exhaustion and decadence on his face.

Before the execution, someone came to visit her in prison. She thought it would be Gu Lin'an, but it turned out to be the Second Mistress and Ning Shan.

"When I feel particularly oppressed and sad, watching them dance releases me. It’s that simple. Don’t think of me as so lewd." Seeing that I had discovered it, he became much more candid.

At this moment, Tian Ci felt helpless, so he picked up his ticket and walked straight toward the bus heading to the Witch Tribe.

"Naturally, it’s true. Why would I, your ancestor, lie to you? Here, the items are in this ring, along with some heavenly treasures. While they might not catch your eye, they are better than nothing—at least they will help you regain your strength sooner!" Yan Ti feigned annoyance and rolled his eyes, though the amusement in his gaze betrayed that he wasn't truly angry.

She was indeed the image of Liu Rushi in my mind; she possessed her arrogance, her integrity, and her unyielding spirit. Sitting there, playing the guzheng quietly, she seemed as if she had traveled through time from the ancient world, indifferent to who her audience was, pouring her heart into that singular, peerless melody, letting people divine their stories from the music.