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Everyone stepped out of the vehicles, finding themselves in what clearly resembled a secret base. Although spacious, it was fully equipped with all necessary amenities, including reliable electricity and a complete water supply system.

Therefore, when this soul artifact was carried up, everyone's initial reaction was one of astonishment, which quickly faded into indifference. No matter what the auctioneers claimed in their brief descriptions, the true attributes of such a soul artifact would only be revealed once it was actually won and claimed by the buyer.

For lunch, they had steamed rice with egg custard, shrimp, and stir-fried cabbage with pork. The children adapted to it without any trouble.

Upon witnessing such a ferocious BOSS, no one dared to remain any longer, and they scrambled away in a panic toward the rear.

Yun Fanghua stayed in the same room she had occupied before her marriage, which was usually kept as a guest room. Now that she was back, she naturally had the priority right to use it.

The Dao-preaching arena of the Yuandao Sect resembled a large mustard-seed spatial pocket; although its boundaries were visible at a glance, its actual area was far vaster than it appeared.

Following the gaze of the corrupted Luke, a bald man clad in a blue tight-fitting uniform and crackling with electricity could be seen floating in mid-air.

"From now on, I am Chu Zheng. No matter where I am, even on Earth, I am Chu Zheng!" Chu Zheng roared inwardly, tearing the memories in his mind into pieces.

Chen Miao woke up her two children and hurriedly dressed them. Still half-asleep, the two children were placed into a wicker basket.

As it turned out, even a deity-transformation Dao lord could not discern the reason at the time, which was later discovered by a Golden Core cultivator who had once traveled through the turbulent void.

Fearing a shortage of manpower later on, Chen Fei instructed Ling Yun to recruit a fresh batch of servants from the slave market. He then established a simple rule: three full meals a day were guaranteed, with the only prohibition being laziness or slacking off.

"From now on, this Red Leaf Manor belongs to you. However, should you ever dare to commit evil, these people shall be your fate." Although this man's current strength was mediocre, she could tell that as long as he dedicated himself to cultivation, he was destined for greatness in the future.

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After finishing her postpartum confinement period, Wen Ning began exercising. After a little over a month, her figure had recovered significantly.

Gu Zhan had even shed his heavy armor, sweat trickling down his chisel-like jawline and soaking into his undergarments, inadvertently adding a hint of sexiness.

For supreme talents like them, even if they split their focus between leisure and cultivation, fifty years were more than enough to reach the realm of Self-斬我 or even Escaping the World 遁一.

Although Yuechan and Qingyi originated from the same entity, the gap between their two consciousnesses was simply too vast. Yuechan was far too hot-tempered and lacked Qingyi's gentleness.

Living amidst wine and meat, he possessed status but no real political power, leaving him with no choice but to drown his sorrows in alcohol to forget those painful memories, thereby forging an exceptional capacity for liquor.

As the saying goes, rubbernecking is human nature. Many ordinary citizens and stall vendors witnessing the scene gathered at the periphery to watch, and upon grasping the origin of the matter, they immediately found themselves unable to remain indifferent.

At first, it was moving, but eventually, it came to a complete halt, likely due to a traffic accident caused by the rainy conditions obstructing visibility.

"Divine Doctor, I beg you to save my grandson!" the elderly woman said, looking somewhat embarrassed, but for the sake of her grandson's life, she had to set aside her pride and speak up.

However, this time Xiaojie would not afford her such an opportunity. With a twist of his right wrist, the blade of his authentic saber immediately barred his front, its edge gleaming toward Lianhua.

"If it weren't for the Hogyoku, you would have killed me just now. Well done." Aizen did not withhold his praise, even when directed at the enemy who had just slain him.

To be honest, facing Kisuke Urahara, the world still retained a certainty of victory as long as he did not use his Bankai. If he did resort to Bankai, the only option left would be to send out Sephiroth.

However, this was also an opportunity. Once Lianhua's weapon was disarmed, relying solely on bare fists would leave her at the mercy of others.

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"So there is yet another monstrosity here." Murong Ziying muttered, turning around and drawing his sword as he walked into the cave.

"There's no need to keep deliberately emphasizing that, is there?" Lu Xiaoyao said with a rigid face, her gesture of brushing back the dark hair over her shoulder looking somewhat awkward.

After disposing of those three sycophants, Qin Rang clapped his hands together and turned a mischievous, grinning gaze toward Yang Fei.

Kikyo muttered to herself, glancing down at her soaked garments with a wry smile. She had not expected her breakthrough tonight to be so dramatic; stimulated by Li Jiayu and Yan Zisu, she had unexpectedly shattered a bottleneck that had held her back for over a month, officially stepping into the ranks of supreme experts.

Within the city of Guangzhou, inside a villa, Dong Meilan was checking her song rankings on CoolCat! Her song "Blooming Branches" still held the third position in download volume.

When Hongyuan Construction was known as Liqiang Construction, it indeed carried bank loans. However, after undertaking several major road and bridge projects and receiving capital injection from Xinghua, they no longer needed bank loans.

Lihuang Yan had always detested waiting for others; historically, others waited for him, and there was never a precedent of him waiting for anyone.

Some things in this world are known to be wrong yet remain utterly helpless. For Conan, persuading his mother to drive more slowly was a task he could never accomplish in a lifetime.

Lan Biyuan felt a slight jolt in her heart—so this was the reason why Wu Dao's power was severely crippled outside Qianhe Pass eight hundred years ago? Within the illusion realm, the hurriedly arriving Wu Dao had indeed carried a trail of fresh blood and tears.

Yet at the center of the lake lay a black aperture, one Zhang in diameter, slanting downwards into the unfathomable depths.

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