Volume 1, Chapter 45: The Miss Cheng mentioned by Chu Huaijing is Cheng Yan.

He Xue’s assistant, sensing her employer's disdain for Cheng Qian, lowered her voice and said, "She’s only where she is because of her parents. Without real talent, she’s just setting herself up to be a laughingstock."

He Xue crossed her arms and smirked, "Then let's see just how big of a fool she makes of herself."

Without hesitation, Liu Qing began the refining process. Using powerful Qi, she extracted and absorbed the soul energy within, gradually strengthening her own soul essence and achieving a state of tempering and elevation.

The Heavenly Emperor’s avatar was busy carving out the Heavenly Court, step by step piecing together its complete structure to rule over the heavens.

Chen Xing flashed forward, hands behind his back. With energy gathered in his feet, he leaped and stepped onto the trunk of a tree, his body forming a perfect right angle against it.

Approaching, Mu Zixi kept her head slightly bowed, staring at her phone. Whether she was chatting with someone or something good had happened, a faint smile played on her lips.

This forest looked ominous, and who knew what might happen next? To avoid unnecessary trouble, the group picked up their dropped items and quickly made their escape.

Mu Zixi turned her hands over, inspecting them. Both sides were clean, and uncharacteristically delicate and smooth—unlike her former self, whose hands were calloused from years of warfare and perpetually stained with blood. She wondered what Yan Zichu could be dissatisfied with; could it be... a scent?

Furthermore, many dangerous creatures had become meals for Erha. After all, consuming the hearts of these beasts boosted Erha’s strength and even allowed it to acquire useful skills from them.

She was only a junior in college, yet she had already earned enough to buy herself an apartment. Whether she chose to marry or continue her studies in the future, she would have nothing to worry about.

As the sun dipped below the horizon and night fell, it meant that this wonderful evening was finally about to begin.

Yan Zichu’s uncle, Su Che, was an even more powerful figure than Deputy Director Wang. With that connection, her Ye Sang would certainly be safe.

At this moment, it wasn't as pitch-black as before; there was a faint sense of brightness. An Ruo looked around.

Chelsea’s strength was undoubtedly immense. In the second half, they had three excellent opportunities, one of which was a one-on-one confrontation with goalkeeper Van der Sar.

Even for primordial deities who did not require faith, playing like this would eventually lead to their own destruction.

As for whether the training of Xing Huina and Zhu Hongjun was actually effective, Shen Yang couldn't be bothered to get involved. Their projects were too troublesome, and testing them once wasted too much time.

Sure enough, it was another cultivation technique and string-martial art skill prefixed with "Abyssal Dragon," further confirming Li Yunmu’s previous hypothesis.

Maibao’s adorable behavior did nothing to improve Ye Zifan’s gloomy mood; instead, it only made him feel more panicked and helpless.

"So, you're really not going to give me anything?" Lan Yuxin gritted her teeth, clenching her fists as she glared at him with a dark, menacing expression.

Xiao Yuyin looked at Yu Ziying. Seeing no trace of any unusual expression on his face, she knew that as a crown prince, he was truly not a man to be trifled with.

Li Anna no longer concealed her identity. Wearing the ceremonial armor of a Unicorn Knight and trailing a deep crimson cape, she had become a sight to behold within the Ice Castle.

What He Ximing did not say was that he had been harboring a bad feeling in his heart, one that had only grown more severe as time passed.

Cen Muning led Bing Ling and Qing Li out of her palace. Looking at the vast, white expanse before her, she felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Four or five doctors were working to detoxify Kankuro, but the poison in his system was not so easily cured.

He had always known he was hiding in that place, yet he never exposed him, nor did he kill him. Instead, he forced him, at the age of eight, to watch his own mother die a tragic death right before his eyes.