18 The Prime of Life

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A lone operator is someone without a sect’s heritage or any faction to rely on, who carves out their path through sheer individual effort. Professor Li and that writer responded with the same decorum—nothing could be faulted, nor any questions raised.

Qin Ye, a master of the mysterious art of Qimen Dunjia, had ventured far away. Meanwhile, the famed courtesan Zhang Yi, to whom he was privately betrothed, was coveted by the young lord of Shicheng and ultimately died by leaping from a tower. Upon Qin Ye’s return, he sacrificed a thousand people within the city to an evil deity and obtained a forbidden necromantic tome that revived Zhang Yi from death and decay. Later, his manuscript was discovered by his close friend Han Wang and passed down to future generations.

Watching Li Ying’s wary, battle-ready demeanor, Zhang Rui initially glanced at his own head—sure enough, wisps of red smoke were rising gently above him.

In the dormitory, Zhao Nan clenched his fists with excitement, watching the intense exchanges on the screen, wishing he could take their place.

Though the capital of the Maple Leaf Empire, Golden Palace, is not at the continent’s center, there remains a vast imperial power ruling the heartland, where land prices are unimaginably high.

Li Ying had thought the marriage proposal incident was over, expecting Ruan Sisi to have won the handsome suitor’s heart and for all to be joyful.

Amidst the raucous festivities, I quietly called my father, saying I would come home for dinner. Hearing that I was with Yang Yi and Xue Dong, he was reassured and agreed.

“What’s strange about it?” Luo Shixian’s gaze dimmed as he noticed her reaction. While questioning, he began scrutinizing the mirror on the wall; his first thought was that something felt too abrupt.

“Can I tell you later?” The tone was one of seeking consent—a sign of considering him a comrade.

After twenty years of exile, Long’s mind was still sharp as lightning, yet he had learned to conceal all thoughts invisibly—his poker face hiding untold secrets and emotions beyond anyone’s discernment.

Awei had encountered a senior named Jieke multiple times at the academy, but he could no longer recall what had happened yesterday. He only remembered dozing off before class ended, then falling into a daze upon returning home, even forgetting his daily “Divine Strike” practice.

“That’s exactly right. I’m from the relevant authorities, and this promotion was only possible with the tacit approval of the three giants, isn’t that so?” Liansheng’s words hit the mark.

Hearing Ye Susu’s indifferent remarks and noticing everyone’s gaze turn toward him, Mu Zhaoyang unconsciously clenched his fists.

Although both are young masters of the Eight Directions Alliance, Ye Feng never participated in any gatherings before; thus, prior to this, he did not know Ye Feng.

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“Master is still unconscious after having his palm pierced by bone-cutting powder and lion’s fang,” Lei Yang reported.

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