Chapter 30

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The Arctic is a forbidden zone for humanity. Buried beneath its glaciers lie secrets that have remained undiscovered for hundreds of millions of years, waiting for mankind to explore them.

"Aren't they asking for money today? I’ll go. I’ll go deliver the money myself, meet these 'Five Tigers,' and see whether they’ll eat me, Chai Hua, or if we’ll end up stewing them instead!" Chai Hua said with an air of nonchalance.

Furthermore, Gao Jun kept drinking. The more he drank, the deeper his intoxication grew, and people tend to repeat the things that have left the deepest impression on them when they are drunk.

He was particularly struck by the sense of duty to the nation and its people that Li Tianyi had expressed in his words today. He was filled with admiration, and even a sense of profound shock.

"Hehe, enough fooling around!" Li Zhi thought it over and let it go. There was plenty of time, so why rush? Besides, he hadn't intended to leave tonight anyway.

Because at this moment, someone had even leaked that it wasn't "gang rape," but rather "successive consensual sexual relations."

But if they were dead, why were the police who arrived on the scene still acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy, ready to draw their guns at any moment?

At this instant, the vast firmament of the Demon Realm was being forcibly drained of its countless martial laws of fire by a powerful force of the Law of Karmic Fire.

Hearing the term "country bumpkin," Wei Legui felt a sting of annoyance, as he too had come to Haicheng from the countryside. Back home, whenever his son used that slur, Bureau Chief Wei would always lecture him a bit.

A year ago, in order to train the "Slaying Heaven" into a truly courageous, battle-hardened unit with excellent military discipline, he had handed over his grocery store in Baiyang Town to his father-in-law, Li Xing. He then brought Li Chunni here—to Hunyun Mountain.

In the past, Lian Su had respected the so-called rules and had only entered the room once while Qi Zhen was ill; today was his second visit.

Zhao Minghui was completely ignored by Ji Shenqian. People around them couldn't help but cover their mouths to stifle their laughter; compared to Ji Shenqian’s demeanor, he looked like nothing more than an unsightly gray mouse.

Two seconds later, a voice that could not be distinguished as male or female let out a horrific, blood-curdling scream, making Liu Fuyun’s temples throb with a splitting headache.

As the words were transmitted through the array modified by "Flat-head Brother," they immediately shook the entire Dao Sword Peak. The sonic boom was even more intense than the potato explosion from the previous night.

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Mrs. Chen handed the baby to the maternity matron to take back to the room, as the elder master and mistress would be coming to see their great-grandson shortly.

"Of course not. I still have to help him regain his fighting spirit," Ling Xue thought to herself, rolling her eyes at him.

For the dozen years that followed, they had lived relatively comfortably, each keeping to themselves, until Zhang Longtao was born. Later, he indulged the Cao woman, allowing a concubine to climb over her head. She had been angry at first, but over time, she grew too weary to care.

Jiang Chenhan turned his gaze back to the window. Zhao Chengxun—he had coveted Mi’er’s beauty back then, flirting with her openly. If the Zhao family hadn't collapsed, it was hard to say what might have happened.

Because of the existence of Fan Tongtian, the "Qingyun Ranking," which evaluates the abilities of all the youths in the world across the four third-tier sects and their subordinate forces, was housed within the Qingyun Sect.

Opening my sleepy eyes, the first thing I saw was the rustling fallen leaves outside the window. The golden leaves drifted toward the silent earth, carrying a sense of infinite longing for the great tree and an air of sorrow.

"If one day you can draw a hundred spirit talismans in one breath, you will be a Spirit Painter; when one day you can draw a hundred immortal talismans in one breath, you will become an 'Immortal Painter.'"

Just as Lin Qinya and the others arrived, a sudden change occurred above the magnificent palace in the distance. Several figures darted out, shrouded in a terrifying aura, flashing by like phantoms and leaving trails of afterimages behind; the very air seemed to rupture and yield to them.

The two cardinals were one tall and one short, both with blond hair, blue eyes, and full beards. In their fifties, they wore the scarlet robes symbolic of their rank, with the "Black Fire Emblem" embroidered in gold thread on their chests—luxurious and elegant.

He Wanying had applied her makeup meticulously and chosen an appropriate outfit. As she walked into the Xue residence, she thought to herself that she must not let Fang Ai outshine her.

The "Colorful Maid" didn't dare to make a sound, feeling fortunate that the old man hadn't intended to kill them. She hurriedly pulled the three of them onto the Xuanming and fled.

When Zheng Jing heard Old Master Qin mention this, he recalled the experience of being led into a trap by the old man to draw fire, and his expression turned even uglier.

He walked over, grabbed the quilt, and gently draped it over Zhao Jiabao’s shoulders. He wanted to stroke her hair, but after a moment's thought, he pulled his hand back.

Wang Zhaohui, who had been gripping the Wolf King with both hands, paused for a moment before coldly decapitating the beast.

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As the dust settled, Zhao Jiabao felt a strange sense of relief. It was as if a problem that had been hanging over her for a long time had finally touched the ground. While it might not be solved yet, at least it had surfaced, and that meant it could be faced openly.

After a general dies, provided his son commits no errors, these military forces will naturally fall under his son's command.

The words were sentimental, but paired with his beast-like way of eating, one could hardly grasp the true feelings of the person involved.

Xiao Yongye wished he could finish the battle immediately and return to the capital, but it seemed this was going to be a protracted war. He wondered what the Prince of Jinzhou was stalling for.

The Emperor was satisfied with the result and offered Xiao Yongye a few words of comfort, bestowing upon him some gifts and telling him to return to his estate to properly handle his family affairs.

"This has nothing to do with you; it was the work of my attendant," Li Mu said helplessly. Besides, it was he who had ordered Chu Yun to attack just moments ago.

"Master, the housekeeper is asking if you would like to dine now; it is all prepared and waiting for your command," Fushu entered the room to call her, and Gu Yange waved a hand to signal for dinner to be served.

After flying for nearly an hour, they encountered only a few feeble attacks within the territory of the Seth Kingdom, clearly a result of the "Iron Hoof's" efforts.

Liu Bei: "I have my own principles. It is absolutely impossible for me to kick a member who hasn't committed any errors out of the guild. I am only advising you to think it over. Don't forget there is a 50% tax rate for the Brotherhood. According to the rules, you can only get half of this ruby. Why risk everyone’s life for half a tax rate?"

Zixuan was enraged to the point of desperation. Sensing her son trying to fly out of her arms, she dared not let go, for the Sea Emperor was by no means an easy opponent. But looking at the current situation, she couldn't even deal with the Sea Emperor, and even the Sea Clan members of minor status could easily capture her. While she hesitated, hundreds of Sea Clan members had already surrounded them.