Chapter 104: Xinhua News Agency, February 17th Report

Literary Master 1978: Time to Teach the Literary World a Lesson The most cunning Bermuda grass 2214 words 2026-04-10 09:38:17

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However, he was certain that if that deadweight Zhang Qiang were to have a falling out with him, Cheng Ran would never foolishly wait by the door just to see Zhang Qiang show up.
The world within the Celestial Fairy was akin to the primordial human universe where Gu Xuan resided—a newly born, perfected cosmos. It was on the same level as the universe created by the Void True God, with a complete and orderly structure.
I know him well; for the friends he considers true, he gives his heart and soul. For this reason, he has deliberately turned a blind eye to certain secrets of the Galactic Empire's royal family.
Zhang Xiaotian hoisted Wang Leitai and smashed him heavily onto the ground, hoping to shatter him to pieces. Luckily, Wang Leitai concentrated his internal true qi to form a protective shield, and with a loud bang, he gouged a deep pit in the earth.
The octopus that had weighed heavily like a mountain upon Situ Fengya’s heart now resembled an ATM machine. Such a massive creature was surely bound to yield many valuable treasures.
Many in the Immortal Realm shared his hobbies; the Dragon King of the Western Sea, Ao Bai, was one of them, often inviting Immortal Lord Mo Li to join in treasure hunting.
"And then they retreated? How did you manage that? It sounds unbelievable," Xue Nie couldn’t help but continue.
But they were not worried. A person without any aura, even if somewhat powerful, could not cause waves in their hands; it was nothing but a fool’s dream.
By the time I arrived, Ye family’s manor was bustling; most of the judges and geomancers had already gathered.
Momentarily stunned, Wind’s Sigh did not expect the conversation to turn to her. She had planned to quietly listen, feeling guilty compared to Mu Feng Linran, as she had never dreamed of speaking with them from the start.
"General Jiang Tao of the Demon Army, does the Demon Sect truly have no grievances with the Tianji Valley? What about the massacre of sixteen disciples from Tianji Valley—how do you explain that?" Qing Xuan sneered coldly.
The name Zhao Xin once thundered across the land, but with so many generals rising to fame these years, it was seldom mentioned. Yet this did not mean it was forgotten; on the contrary, it evoked vivid memories now.
Time was short, but all the Gaia golden eggs flew out and then disappeared once more.

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The truth was indeed so; in Hong Kong, although he was not completely anonymous like a passerby, he would never be besieged by crowds as he was in South Korea.
Only now did they realize the cave dwelling was suffused with thunderfire energy, previously sealed inside by a formation, but now released by their breaking it open.
The second month’s vital essence was vigorous, nearly destroying Zhao Xin’s Thousand-Mile Absolute Whip, but luckily he held firm.
The vicinity resembled a living hell—limbs severed and strewn about, the stench drawing countless flies dancing beneath the moonlight, leisurely enjoying the feast. Alongside them drifted dozens of restless, vengeful spirits perceptible only to the few falcon talents versed in Buddhist teachings.
Finally, he resolved to dispose of the pearl that had brought misfortune to his family.
The bloody aura attracted every sword-dragon beast in the valley, charging toward them.
"Yesterday, on a whim, I drank," Ye Jin Su replied, then realized she had spoken too much, walking past the Demon Lord and out of the inner chamber.
Leaping down, she moved with the wind, skimming like a dragonfly on water, reaching outside Zhang Laoshi’s door in a few bounds.
He was prepared and no longer feared death, but what troubled him was leaving this mess to Mei’er—how could her frail shoulders bear it?
At night, Xia Mengning rested in her cell when footsteps approached. She opened her eyes, familiar with Changsun Yun’s steps, but the current footsteps sounded unfamiliar.
I shook my head and smiled helplessly at Yun Lian; now that this guy had returned, my days would no longer be dull.
Lu Jiangbei helped retie her straw hat’s ribbons, softly asking, "Are you tired? Cold? Thirsty?" She felt a bit awkward, but he smiled at her embarrassment with innocent charm. He was clearly doing this deliberately in front of others, waiting to see her discomfort.
"Uh!" Regardless, when she pressed lightly on her still-thumping heart, she couldn’t help but stifle a moan.

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Cui Ling thought that although her tone was polite, anyone could tell this was a direct refusal. Having been so clearly stated, the Fourth Sister-in-Law would surely catch the hint and let her off the hook.
"I jumped down on my own and found it," Shangguan Qi removed his mask, revealing a face as picturesque as a painting, now even more poetic and ethereal, like an elegant immortal’s ink wash portrait—so beautiful it seemed unreal.
From afar, he noticed Ye Ke’s gaze never left Tang Jiahui’s figure. Even as Ye Ke walked behind and chatted with others, his eyes involuntarily narrowed, and he casually pulled out his phone.
Huritt, apparently taking charge, did not notice Xiao Yinjian’s displeased expression. Or perhaps he deliberately ignored it. With such composure, no matter how dissatisfied Xiao Yinjian was, he dared not speak out, responding only with a smile.
"Heh, regret? Not really, just a little discomfort in my heart. No matter what, Huangyuan was a venture built by you and me over nearly twenty years of hard work. To say it’s completely gone—how could I not care at all?" Wan Li Wuyun replied with a touch of desolation.
"Is that so?" Athena awkwardly reached to tug the rabbit’s ear, still feeling conflicted.
Unfortunately, Xinas had no feelings for Xingyun. To avoid misunderstandings, and due to the Sanctuary’s tight protections, Xinas would not wear the Ring of True Sight during his time there.
"Don’t act rashly for now; wait for me to return," the so-called "Young Master Ye" said after a dozen seconds, then immediately rolled up the city return scroll and tore it open.
The principle of force overcoming cunning: once strength reaches a certain level, all schemes become mere jokes. Those guys only knew Bai Yan’s Primordial Spirit strength, but they likely didn’t know that Su Qiqi was also a master at that level—and he himself was an Earth Immortal with Ascension power.