Chapter 26: Next time I see Fu Jinnian, I will make sure he is unhappy too.

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She needed to cultivate her own group of people—a reliable, capable, and truly loyal inner circle.
The director of the Hall of Remonstrance had been Ma Jing, but he passed away two years ago. Liu Yan had been unable to find a suitable successor, causing the daily operations of the hall to come to a near standstill.
It was precisely because the Sui Dynasty disregarded the lives of its people, recklessly pushing for deadlines, that the Tang Dynasty was born.
"Brother Yun, what brings you to Chang'an?" Li Linfu, a man of great perception, had already sensed that Pei Yun was troubled.
Watching the disciples of the Immortal Fate Sect leave in batches, Jiang Xiaoxue could only wish them luck; she had done all she could. She had even gifted each of them a magical artifact suited to their needs for protection.
Peng Jin gently lifted Nuannuan’s arm with one hand while using a warm, damp cloth in the other to carefully wipe her underarm.
Adai and Liuli were making a final push, intending to refine their magic to the point where they could manifest human forms.
Though Madam Wang spoke with honeyed words, she was ruthless when she acted; it was no wonder she could firmly secure her position as the Heir’s wife amidst the sea of beauties in Chengfang Courtyard.
Otherwise, given Wang Qizhen’s level of talent, he might not have successfully passed the imperial examinations amidst the competition of so many renowned scholars.
Zhang Li, following behind Nuannuan, grumbled inwardly. Nuannuan’s willfulness was backed by capital; she could never learn that skill of changing her expression in an instant, let alone the elegant and noble air cultivated by generations of aristocratic families.
What moved Havelock even more was that he saw in those obsidian-like, luminous eyes a gaze he found most familiar.
At this moment, Kuafu shouted toward the surrounding Void disciples who had not yet been slain.
"This is my home," Mu Yan said calmly, before sitting down to the side.
For every knight killed, countless alien insects were spared, which was why Kagami Arata let Tsurugi Kamishiro go.
Her left shoulder throbbed with intense pain, but Mu Yan had truly run out of strength. Even the large tree behind her could not support her weight, and her body uncontrollably began to slump to the side.

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The nurse drawing blood recognized Tan Mobao and was astonished: "Why is it you again?" Coming in for a blood test once a month was truly strange.
If placed among the human race, while not quite at the level of the supreme powerhouses, their strength would certainly be enough to crush most quasi-saints.
Huang Rong understood and secretly felt frustrated. She had been too careless earlier; she shouldn't have let Qian Ruhui give the princess an injection—wasn't this just asking for trouble?
"Liu Ruoxin, I mean you. Aren't you coming over?" she called out with a smile, watching as Liu Ruoxin remained rooted to the spot.
"Alright, everyone wait here. I'll go light the torches," Hanyun stepped forward and began to busy himself.
Now, "Skitter" was in trouble. If he continued to hide, there was nowhere left to go. If he didn't hide, given the attacks from the defensive tower, a desperate struggle against it would likely lead to his death.
"Tell me, now that you've been 'revived at full health,' have you thought about what to do next?" At a restaurant table, Lu Yunfei asked Han Jiaren, who was eating with relish.
Furthermore, the Qin Emperor’s attitude today was the first of its kind in many years; he was truly enraged, and it was far more serious than just yesterday’s assassination attempt.
As soon as his punch missed, Heiye immediately transformed his fist into a claw, lunging toward Ye Xunhuan’s shoulder.
The entire hall had been smashed to pieces, no longer showing its former glory. Yet, even so, there was no response. The Holy Emperor was truly gone. Shitian, the dignified top divine general of the Heavenly Court, who feared neither god nor demon, now knelt in the ruins like a broken man.
The cold wind here could seep into the human body, freezing every part until it lost all sensation.
Although the purple divine lightning roared, bringing with it more earth-shattering shock, it could never break through the protection of the vast, righteous spirit surrounding Mencius.
As his voice faded, a sky-obscuring flying ship rose from the Western Divine Realm. It was impossible to take in the entire vessel at once; it felt as if one were seeing only a fraction of it, while the ship itself was vast beyond measure.
"My lord, why don't we just agree to Zhao Feng's terms?" Guo Tu suggested tentatively.
But she had already heard the warning behind Li Zhiyuan's words, so without hesitation, she waved her hand. The Wheel of Fate slashed out, striking the arm of the "Auntie" and severing the limb she was using to hold the phone.

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For three seconds, Xiao Chengli was stunned. By the fourth second, the man reacted and pushed her away, using quite a bit of force.
Yanjing was thousands of miles from the Mo family. At Lin Feng’s speed, even with Li Mengti—a person without any cultivation—he was confident they could reach Yanjing by dusk.
The Seyali brothers, the three great protectors under Satan, Yunnan Tian, Babusa, and other masters were all here. If it were a contest of fists or internal energy, two or three Big Dipper stars would be no match for them; yet, he possessed this Moon-Gold Wheel, which gave the likes of the Seyali brothers a headache just looking at it.
That day, she heard Xiao Fangfei mention this Mrs. Wu, and their relationship seemed quite good from her words.
Mo Di stood tall like a pine or cypress, firm and unyielding. From head to toe, there was not a trace of killing intent, nor the slightest lingering malice from taking lives. He looked calmly at the somewhat panicked Nine-Armed Vajra and asked composedly.
The surrounding scene changed in an instant; the desert vanished, and Chen Xiao returned to the great hall.
Chi Yuanxia could not dodge such speed at all. She had used all her strength to evade, yet was still struck on the shoulder. Instantly, she lost her balance and fell to the ground again, with no desire to climb back up.
Hearing the words of the Green Lotus Saint, Lin Feng’s emotions shifted repeatedly until, finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and sat on the edge of the bed, his face deathly pale.
Watching the young couple coming and going, Ren Qiang’s mind began to race: the three shacks could no longer accommodate eighteen couples.
As for what Mo Sang said, Mo Di did not take it to heart at all. He listened to his younger brother speak but offered no response, for he did not want to engage with his foolish sibling.
Upon seeing Liu Fei’s sinister smile, the assistant manager blurted out the truth before Liu Fei could even speak.
Jiuye flicked his hand, sending a gentle breeze to blow the dirt off the City Lord. The City Lord felt his body lighten as this power surged into him, rushing through his meridians and repairing his injuries by seven or eight parts.