Requirement 33

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More and more disciples of the Sacred Gate arrived, including elite disciples, core disciples, elders, and others.

This deity is the most revered god among the Chinese people, eclipsing even the Jade Emperor and the Buddha.

She had originally believed that manifesting flowers, grass, bees, and butterflies through the music of her zither was the pinnacle of the art.

Moreover, she was keenly aware of her own strength; she still could not fathom how Wu Shisan had managed to seize her so easily.

Yet, the reality was that even if he wanted to die, he could not, for his life was now entirely in the hands of Lin Feiyang.

"Could it be that those people are planning to betray the Master of the Void Blood Realm?" Luo Lin suddenly asked with a ferocious expression.

"Yang Xuan, in today's battle, if you do not possess a powerful martial soul, you will inevitably be the first to be eliminated," Jiang Yichen spoke up first.

"I must return to the Liuhe Gate. I want to ask that old man why he arranged my marriage hundreds of years ago; forced marriages never end well," Tian Er Miao said.

He had now become the most eye-catching attendee at the lecture hall, and many creatures noticed Hongjun frequently glancing at Qin Jun.

The extreme pain caused Mo Yu’s face to twist, and his shrill screams sounded like a slaughtered pig, leaving the three observers, including Zhu Yanqing, feeling nauseated.

Whether in his actions, tone, or way of doing things, Li Ye seemed to have become much more rigid. Especially the kick he had just delivered to Lambton—it was something the Ryan of the past would never have done.

Although they were high-ranking officials with great power, they knew that the Marquis of Martial Law valued etiquette and decorum, so they respectfully cupped their hands and took their leave, either departing separately or whispering to one another about the strange scene they had just witnessed.

Woken by her own internal clock, Claire sat up, feeling a bit dazed, and gazed out into the distance beyond the window sill.

A short philtrum indicates a narrow mind. White sclera visible at the bottom of the eyes suggests a cold nature. A lack of flesh on the cheeks reveals a penchant for drama. A broad face and a long nose imply that people will drift away once the tea goes cold.

"If we hadn't met Fubo-chan, our journey probably wouldn't be as wonderful as it is now!" Yuri said.

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Then, something incredible happened to Claire: the floating stone began to shake violently in the air, as if something were about to emerge from within it.

A faint sound could be heard from inside the green fruit. Gao Yang placed the cultivation flowerpot on the ground and crouched down to watch with rapt attention.

"Your feelings are understandable, but acting on them like that would only make things cumbersome," Chito said after imagining the scenario.

"General, Black Stone Cliff is just ahead. Could there be an ambush?" Juqu Yi and his personal guards whispered as they looked at the cliff before them.

"Then... may I ask how many of these items have actually been sold?" the young man asked, looking at the fully stocked shelves.

Ling Chong watched Tie Zheng’s progress every day, his gaze gradually showing admiration, mixed with a hint of gratification and expectation.

This trivial piece of information at least confirmed one thing: the other party did not dare, or at least did not currently wish, to harm him; there was no immediate danger to his life during this trip.

But all of this no longer concerned Chen Yuan'er. After 'she' left tens of thousands of avatars to participate in the battle, her true self had already vanished without a trace.

Just then, the few Dou Zun generals who had been swiped away by the Nether Behemoth flew back. When one of them saw the man before him, he could not help but show a look of confusion and surprise, and these words spilled out of his mouth.

Immediately, a stream of light streaked across the whitening night sky like a shadow, crashing directly into a corner of the city. As the light hit the ground, the earth seemed to tremble violently.

"Well, this is not impossible, but I wonder what price your Tang family is willing to pay to secure this opportunity?" the old man asked bluntly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

On the first floor of the underground parking lot, a stretched Lincoln limousine was already waiting. Four bodyguards protected the person in the middle from four directions as they all boarded the back seat.

An Liang arrived downstairs at the company but did not go up; instead, he waited for Zhou Yi, the second brother, to come down, and then they headed to a casual lounge bar together.

A month later, Tie Zheng stood up suddenly. With a shake of his body, which had returned to normal, the blue flames covering his skin shattered and vanished.

It was only under Ji Wuyi’s mutual-protection tactics that they were barely maintaining an advantage, as the battle grew increasingly intense.

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The Dowager of the Duan family had sent people to invite her to the Duan mansion time and again, which left her feeling very nervous. After turning them down several times, she realized that given her background as a singer and her past sham marriage—not to mention her frequent dealings with the corpses and ghosts of these thieves—the more the Dowager learned about her, the less likely she would be to accept her. It was better to keep a respectful distance.

The Dowager looked at the two of them in shock; the sudden twist in the plot was difficult for her to digest all at once.

I nodded, knowing he would not blame me, yet I still felt a slight melancholy in my heart. I dropped him off where he had parked his car and then hurried upstairs. When I pushed open the door, Jin Yan had woken up again, leaning against the headboard with a face full of sorrow.

"Bamboo Stick, where is your Illusion Sword?" Leng Yixiu sat by the stone table watching her for a long time before suddenly noticing something amiss.

Hilton Village was as beautiful and tranquil as ever, but now, aside from players, there were only players; one could hardly see any NPCs at all.

After hearing this, Wang Xue pouted, unwillingly sat down, and picked up her chopsticks to poke at the rice in her bowl. She had no appetite for these vegetable dishes.

Tang Ya did not realize that her mood had been constantly influenced by Chen Tianyi, and before she knew it, she had become a bit tipsy and fallen asleep on the table.

"Since that is the case, why not capture this man immediately? Why did Mistress Ou stop us?" General Li asked, feeling very puzzled.

"We have been together for so many years; do you still not trust my self-control?" Jin Yan said firmly.

"Don't talk nonsense. There is someone next to me, and my phone is on speaker," Zhang Taibai interrupted directly.

"Perhaps I don't understand, but I only know that many things cannot be forced. Happiness obtained by force never lasts," Wen Fangxia said calmly.

Ouyang Yi was stunned upon hearing Lan Lianxia’s words. She had only used fifty percent of her power to kill these five first-class assassins in a single move?