066 The Discarded Beast Egg

This egg is actually red, and when you place your hand on it, you can feel a bit of warmth: "What kind of beast egg is this? It's slightly warm—if I had it in winter, I wouldn't need a hot water bottle to sleep with."
"This is a species belonging to the Crimson Flame Clan. Their eggs are numerous, and most are of the fire element, so the living eggs all have heat. However, many are eliminated each year. This one was also to be discarded because its mother laid two eggs, and among the Crimson Flame Clan, a pair only..."
They brought immense wealth to the Qiming Mountain Manor, and later opened Bliss Island, which laid an information network across the entire Southern Prosperity Continent for the manor.
She was indeed asleep, and deeply so—she was utterly exhausted, so much so that she didn’t wake even when the movie ended.
Could it be that her strength is so extraordinary that the "Defiant Heaven" is determined to arrest her, to rid the world of a menace?
Her delicate face remains as tender as ever, with no fine lines, but her eyes are shadowed with the emotions of hardship, making her seem a little older.
Such a large stone, propelled with the force of flight, came down with a crushing weight, smashing several disciples together in a tangled heap.
He raised his eyes, seeing even greater panic on the young man’s face. Puzzled, he followed the boy’s gaze and turned to look—only for a vivid red tongue to pierce through his skull.
Fatty and I followed the one-star sergeant into another room. This one was obviously much better than the last, with heating, a sofa, and a desk. I guessed it was a reception room. I didn’t know why his attitude had improved so much, but as long as we weren't suffering, it was fine by me.
Later, the three Immortal Emperors discussed amongst themselves—why not just start the battle? They sought long-term development and were willing to accept some sacrifices. Moreover, the matter was kept absolutely confidential; apart from the Immortal Emperors, no one knew.
The two walked through that frost-bound world, avoiding nearly all eyes. Only then did Feng Yiling form a seal to lift the freezing of the Thousand-Mile Frost.
He schemed quietly in his heart; thinking this way, he felt less afraid. If he revealed his identity, wouldn’t those two be so terrified they’d collapse and beg for mercy?
Li Ruoshi saw he was unharmed, looked at the two girls he’d shielded beneath him, and saw their astonished and confused expressions. Shaking his head helplessly, he rose and left.
In other words, if someone unsuitable won first place, their losses over the coming year would be immeasurable.
Just now she saw a shadow slip out of her room; before she left, the window was half-open, but now it was tightly shut.
"This is Auntie." Qin Hexuan naturally would not wake his sleeping aunt. The two tiptoed into the sickroom, greeted quietly, placed their gifts, and then left together.
Thus, the viewers in the livestream started spamming "666," commenting that Guan Zeyuan deserved his reputation as the foremost supporter of the land—he could even guess this.
Pushing open the hidden door, inside was a laboratory. The atmosphere abruptly shifted from warm pastoral to cold scientific.
Qiao Shuang explained Xiao Yu’s situation concisely. The director understood, waved his hand dismissively, and let Qiao Shuang arrange things.
Li Yi’s scalp tingled as he looked at those bloody photos, utterly shocked, unable to believe what this company had done behind the scenes. For money, they stopped at nothing, luring their countrymen into what amounted to a slaughterhouse, ruthlessly pursuing profit.
"If you kill me, won’t you still be hunted?" Li Ruoshi asked in confusion. Did I sneak out with this woman before our rendezvous, hiding from everyone?
It was as if a powerful being from the upper realm had cast a cold, indifferent glance. Compared to the previous painting, where a mighty supernatural power erupted and completely overshadowed Ling Hao, this force was so subtle that none noticed its arrival—it appeared before Ling Hao, without form or trace.
Thankfully, they were all artificial beings, needing no air and immune to radiation. If humans tried such a thing, they’d die instantly.