Chapter 106: Reprint and Commendation by The People's Daily

At this moment, neither the coalition of alien races nor the Human Federation had any intention of engaging; each side held its breath, waiting in silence for the golden light to shift.

"Young Master, surely you've seen someone you recognize? That can't be right; it's not as if they've all perished..." They couldn't have all met their end, could they?

The Green Ox’s mouth was already watering, saliva dripping onto the priceless immortal bricks without it even noticing.

My grandfather seemed anxious. He glanced at me, unwilling to waste words, and said, "These aren't just black coal balls; this is my own invention—the Black Toad. Think of them as miniature grenades." As he spoke, seeing Fatty Long struggling to climb the stone steps, he went over to push him from behind.

This had to be the most ridiculous and troublesome duo in history. Then again, they were at least far more extraordinary than Tian Mo and Young Master Bai.

"Ugh, haha, Young Master, you really only care about food," Mei'er pouted. Seriously, besides eating, what else could he do? With the Grand Competition approaching, why was he still obsessing over food?

Wei Jie shook his head in disbelief, unable to find a way to refute Wang Zhen'e's argument. When it came to the distinctions between high-born and low-born families, he was ultimately less informed than the people here.

I wondered if they had long since abandoned this dangerous stronghold, leaving us behind.

They held no grudge against Chu Yan, so naturally, they would not be like Baili Haohun and his lot, who kept hounding him relentlessly.

Xue Ling said, expressionless. A fragment of a weapon had entered Nie Chen’s body, and his condition remained unknown, so Xue Ling was in a foul mood and had no interest in answering Zou Lanxian's questions.

Hearing Nie Chen say this, Zou Lanxian’s expression dimmed, but she still forced a smile as she spoke to him before turning to walk toward the room.

"Indeed. According to national law, growing more than two plants is a crime! Aren't you afraid of being arrested, Senior?" Zhang Lijun asked.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Lijun pulled out his gun, two thugs walked over, weapons raised. They were about to fire, but their reactions were a beat too slow. Before they could even pull their triggers, two shots rang out. With god-like speed, Zhang Lijun fired twice, delivering headshots without even taking aim.

"Murong Yan, row forward! I must catch them today!" Yan Yue commanded firmly, stamping her feet. Murong Yan was, of course, happy to indulge her, rowing the boat toward an area teeming with fish.

Mo Wuyin finished reciting the Dharma Sutras. Veins bulged across his body as he shouted, forming a mudra with his hands and pointing it at the Great Sun Mingwang Formation.

"I advise you not to do anything foolish, or the consequences will be dire," Xiao Chen warned, his gaze turning icy and a thick murderous aura radiating from his body, causing the atmosphere to become instantly oppressive.

As the organizer, the standard convention was for the Ancestral Dragon Sect to send a single invitation to each sect; the high and mighty Ancestral Dragon Sect never dispatched envoys to issue invitations personally.

Beep, beep... After the sound of a horn, a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz S600 pulled up slowly and stopped beside Zhang Lijun.

The elder in black robes running at the front, having caught the displeased look of the sect leader, immediately realized he had caused trouble.

Hua Fei was speechless. The water of the Tongtian River could allow mystical beasts to advance their cultivation; for such creatures, the temptation was absolutely invincible.

Though Zhu Di was technically at his busiest, he carved out some free time. Since Han Yang preferred not to go to the noisy taverns, he found two fishing rods in the backyard of the Prince of Yan's mansion, waiting for Han Yang to join him in fishing.

The guards didn't even have a chance to resist or respond before she swept right past them, charging inside as if there were no one there at all.

By the time Han Yang returned home and went searching for a washboard, Qin Rou was still leisurely enjoying a bowl of egg drop soup.

"The young lady's surname is Yan, which is the imperial surname. Could it be that you are..." A flash of gravity crossed Su Nan's eyes; he never expected her to be surnamed Yan.

Successive victories filled the generals with high expectations, believing that the two remnants of the Northern Yuan forces, Na Er Bu Hua and Tuo Huo Chi, would be defeated in a single battle. Once that happened, Na Ha Chu would be left isolated in Liaodong, and his only choice would be to surrender to the Great Ming.

Xiao Changyun squinted: "No, not just this once, but I will repay you." At the cost of saving your life.

As soon as Su Yuxin returned to the palace, she didn't go back to her quarters, but instead went to find her grandparents.

"You're right. This fairy who arrived later truly looks like she stepped out of a painting. She is the famous Fairy Ziyuan of the Hundred Flower Palace." Someone recognized Ziyuan and revealed her background.

"You... you wretched girl, how dare you scold me! Today I'm going to tear your mouth apart..." Mother Chen rushed toward Su Xiaotang, teeth bared and claws out.

Hearing Leng Dianchen's words, they all nodded. After all, having so many people go up there wasn't the answer; the current situation was better.

After I finished speaking, Ye Hansheng remained silent on the other end of the line for a long time, which made me feel particularly uneasy.

With the departure of the swordsman Byron, the other first-tier powerhouses who were not wearing black robes and hats also left.

I couldn't help but complain to myself: this Bai Pianran really had something wrong with his brain. Why was he calling me in the middle of the night?

"Good, good." Hearing him say "Dad" made Su Haisheng feel very comfortable; his eyes crinkled into thin slits as he responded happily.

Xue Yue'er took a deep breath. Upon hearing Mo Jingyuan's interrogation, she sneered, her eyes scanning the man standing across from her with disdain.

Listening to all he said, I felt that Ye Hansheng knew a great deal—certainly more than I had imagined.

I thought to myself that what I was doing now really felt like being an undercover agent. It was funny to think about, but at the same time, it made me nervous.

Beside the upright microphone, Su Nan held the mic in one hand, observing the reactions of the others. With a smirk, he continued to sing along with the music.

The Ghost God Seal he unleashed was far more ferocious than that of Dugu Cangying. Even with his strength suppressed by nearly forty percent, he remained formidable.

Kang Mang'ang had been a bit irritated, but then he thought that they were soldiers of Guyue, and aren't Guyue's soldiers like his own? He decided to be magnanimous and not hold a grudge. Since they were looking for a beating, it wouldn't be impossible for him to roll up his sleeves and give them one.