Volume One, Chapter 30: Meeting Again the One I Once Loved

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This way.
After Su Yan’er left the Wanyue Courtyard, she went straight to find Qin Lang.
At this moment, Qin Yi was also in the Nanfeng Courtyard.
"Second Brother, look at this jade pendant I just sought from Leishan Temple. What do you think?" Qin Yi asked, brimming with excitement, as he presented the pendant engraved with the word "Peace" to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang took it, glanced at it, and nodded. "Not bad!"
Qin Yi smiled happily and continued, "Of course it's not bad. I personally selected it from among many others and had Master Qing’an bless it himself. This pendant ensures safety; I’m actually a bit reluctant to give it to that girl Qin Wan!"
Although Qin Yi claimed to be reluctant, he had long intended to gift it to Qin Wan...
The blade of the sword worn diagonally across Jian Xuan’s back revealed a sliver of its edge, chilling to behold, yet what surprised him even more was the current appetite of the Immortal Phoenix Clan.
However, the Beast Race was indeed in a bit of trouble now. They had originally been gathered together, but later they encountered a Winged Race squad. Despite having four squads of their own, they were no match for the primary Winged Race team at the time. Although no one was eliminated, the members of the Beast Race were now scattered.
After the failure of the Ice Arrow technique, Xiang Rong immediately unleashed a Fireball spell, though it faced the same issue with incantation time.
Duan Qiu’s presence made the Nether Unicorn feel at ease; had it not been for his aura, the beast would likely have ignored him entirely.
Suddenly, accompanied by a rhythmic metallic clanking, several sturdy figures emerged from the darkness—seven men in total, five Black and two White. They varied in height and build, but all shared a fierce, menacing look, their hulking frames packed with muscle.
Following this exceptionally dense barrage of hidden weapons, silence fell instantly. Aside from the whistling wind, there was not a sound to be heard.

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Outside of the Sealed Continent, there were no signs of Saint-level resurrections. It seemed it would take several more years for such powerful beings to return.
How could Yin Tianzheng, who had never once bested Feng Juanyun in his life and had always ended in a draw, not be moved by this? Watching him squinting his eyes, nodding incessantly, and looking as if he were walking on air, it was clear just how "potent" Long Tianwei’s words were.
With this in mind, Ye Feng dared not imagine what level of cultivation that Green-Eyed Fire Toad had reached, given that it could tear the head off a fierce beast at the early stage of the God-Integration Realm.
I did not want them to know the reason I went to prison; firstly, to investigate my master’s cause of death, and secondly, to escape the gambling syndicate. Although I knew they wouldn't let me go, I could hide for as long as possible.
The first delivery would be twenty thousand copies, the second thirty thousand, and the final fifty thousand. Each batch was an independent transaction, requiring payment within five days of the school’s inspection and approval.
However, just as industry insiders had analyzed, in terms of benefits, the Shining Group members at the center of the incident were the ones who gained the most.
At 10:30 PM, I lay on the bed, staring at the clock on the wall with a faint smile on my lips.
Luo Zihang was eventually persuaded. After all, there were plenty of ways to secure benefits for his assistant; this one didn't matter, and the matter was left at that.
After balancing the accounts, I handed the remittance slips to Xu Yingying for safekeeping, instructing her to keep the records clear for the final submission to the company.
Miaomiao let out a cry of surprise and dodged, but the highly sentient arrow remained suspended in mid-air, ready to strike fiercely should she dare to approach again.
"You all head back and get some rest; I’m going back to class tomorrow," Lin Hua said, waving to the group.
Liu Xinran was satisfied with her own arranged schedule, as was An Kang. He hadn't slept well the previous night due to the day's frustrations and hoped to fill his time with engaging activities today to stop himself from worrying about those entanglements.
As for someone like Sanji, his so-called "Sky Walk" was essentially based on the same principles as the Moonwalk.
Deep down, he knew he was no saint, nor could he be called a gentleman. He was greedy, fearful of death, loved money, and lusted after beauty. He treated patients based on fate, and his eccentric behavior was simply because he "felt like it." Yet, there was one thing he never did: he never took advantage of others in their time of need.

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Seeing that nothing more could be learned, Wei Qing was about to go back to find Wei Dasheng, only to see the fellow riding his horse and swaggering right through the front gate.
There was no tone of questioning, but rather a sense of absolute certainty. Yet, strangely, one could not detect even the slightest hint of irritation, as if he were discussing something entirely unrelated to himself.
Having another Fu Muye around was no big deal; the guy was a natural comedian and could even help ease an awkward atmosphere.
He Piao was such a delicate, fragile soul that if she were truly hurt, Mu Xue would feel a pang of heartache. Primarily, He Piao was so endearing that Mu Xue cherished her as if she were her own sister.
But these two in front were clearly wealthy; this was an opportunity to perform, so why stop now?
At a distance of twenty meters, with Liu Cheng’s current speed, he could reach it in four seconds at most once he started running. After the first arrow was fired, the remaining three crossbow bolts had to strike the target accurately in succession while he ran the remaining sixty meters.
Jiang Zimu watched the various bizarre developments unfold, seemingly unaware that she had become the "number one jujube enthusiast in history."
On this day, Wei Qing was practicing the new fist techniques her father had taught her that morning. To be honest, she found them quite difficult.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Seeing Lu Fenghuo becoming increasingly outrageous, Lu Ying finally couldn't help but roar.
The "Realm of the Sage" that Ye Hui had grasped was not like this. If it were, he would not have attained the "Realm of the Sage," but rather the "Realm of the Overlord."
And now, everyone knew Cold Night’s speed; not to mention dodging, even blocking a single strike from Nisa was difficult for him.
The songs that remained on the charts only served to make the title of "Digital Music Powerhouse" shine brighter and gain more recognition.