Chapter 126: The Cao Yu Literary Award?

Perhaps it was the influence of Lu Chenhao, or perhaps something else, but Nan Xia’s way of speaking had become increasingly reminiscent of his.

What he could not obtain, Huo Qishao was not worthy of having either. No matter how much he was willing to sacrifice, no matter if he were willing to hand over everything he currently possessed, what did that matter?

Upon hearing these words, both Kong Liansheng and Qin’er were startled. They looked at each other almost simultaneously, their gazes meeting for only a fleeting second before darting away to look elsewhere.

To be alive? What a difficult thing that is. Perhaps she, just like him, had long since forgotten how to live.

He was slightly older than Yu Wei, carried himself like a successful man, and was dressed in a formal suit.

Furthermore, Qiao Xin never seemed interested in having a boyfriend; otherwise, she would not have ignored the many outstanding men in the company who pursued her.

Qin Shou pressed his hands into the empty air, his gestures continuous, while his tall physique simultaneously sensed the feedback from the pressure of his fingers.

Of course, Pu Tao could no longer be counted among them; since she had been declared dead, the elders would forcibly erase her name from the rankings.

General Mu reminisced at length with Emperor Wude, causing the emperor’s eyes to redden as well.

Primordial Fire-Cloud Soil is the premier medium for planting immortal herbs and spiritual grasses. This soil contains the aura of the Primordial and the power of Chaos.

"They should feel honored, for it is because of their sacrifice that the people of the Southern Tang Kingdom are able to live in peace and contentment. They used their blood to summon the very existence of this entire nation," Fu Miren said blandly. Yet, when he mentioned the word "blood," a crimson glow deepened in his eyes, revealing a subtle, greedy, and bloodthirsty glint.

After all, both Void Academy and Changzhen Academy were renowned in the cultivation world, and they were old rivals. But no one expected that during a clash between the mentors of the two academies, a young man would suddenly utter such words.

The Heavenly Saint Domain is vast, filled with cultivation techniques as heaven-defying as the Single-Character Saint-Execution Curse. In the Ancestral Saint Domain, entities equal in power to the true spirit of the Pan-Saint Axe even appear.

Because the armies of the Divine Dragon Dynasty had not yet arrived, the ambush force fell into a disagreement, and what were originally two opposing factions turned into a three-way standoff.

Fortunately, this area was relatively large, and after the Dark Templars paid a heavy price, they barely managed to retreat. Of course... Yan Hanshui used her Phoenix Claws to directly sever the braids of several pursuing Zealot Templars.

"We have encountered an attack by Jade Tree Bees and need your help!" the young man, looking quite panicked, cried out while running. When he saw that the two people before him were merely teenagers of thirteen or fourteen, a clear look of disappointment appeared on his face.

That resentful attitude made Qin Tian feel strange. Since the divine artifact was real and the other party was even offering four other treasures, it meant the benefits of the artifact were undoubtedly immense. Why then, did they present such an attitude?

"District 11" was a secret laboratory base; it was impossible to enter unless one was accepted by those on the inside. The fact that Kyoka Yuriko had the opportunity to enter proved at least that she was regarded as "one of their own," allowing her access to the virus samples within.

At this moment, Mo Yan finished her story, and everyone turned to look in the direction of Xiao Qi.

Speaking of collecting black blood, Miss Yang Liu had some tricks up her sleeve. She scattered numerous colorful ribbons, and the moment some of the otherworldly demons died, she quickly soaked them with black blood before squeezing the liquid into a container. Because her ribbons were made of a special material, she could squeeze them perfectly clean without them retaining any foul odor.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ruobai was so dismissive that Great Elder Hua was red with rage. "The Grand Elder has spoken; please have the young master complete his task early." Great Elder Hua was conflicted; if Lan Rongyue were to be delayed here for a few more days, he feared that all the preparations made by everyone would be for naught.

The winding tower corridor, usually clean and solemn, was now littered with the corpses of at least four or five guards, blood staining the floor.

There was a hint of gravity in their expressions; after all, they could not yet tell if this powerhouse was a friend or a foe, so they could only wait for the person inside the carriage to step out.

Having suffered such a humiliating disgrace, Thirteen did not dare to be negligent. Since he began his missions, this was the first time he had lost his target.

Jun Li blushed at Rong Zhan’s words. After a long while, she retorted irritably, "Does the place where you were injured not hurt anymore?" He had been beaten so severely; even if he were used to being beaten and had amazing recovery powers, it had been less than two months. Had he already forgotten the pain before the scars had even healed?

He thought and thought again, still very afraid that something might happen to his elder sister while she was fighting those people. Although his sister forbade him from participating in the dirty business of the inner household, he could not rest easy letting her face wolves and tigers alone. Rather than letting her fall into a trap, it would be better to withdraw now and live a stable life.

If they were to take Northern Qi, it would be equivalent to taking half the world. Later, they could recuperate and then vie for the empire—it was the best possible choice.

Zhou Kun’s expression was calm, and he turned a deaf ear to the Great Elder’s questions, but the look of doubt in his eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

As Zhou Youxian’s voice faded, the training ground fell silent again. A moment later, a youth stepped out to challenge Zhou Yan. Zhou Tian had some impression of this youth, who seemed to be named Zhou Xin, with the strength of the sixth level of the Quenching Realm. Zhou Yan smiled and accepted.

Just as she was filled with fighting spirit, wanting to reclaim the love that belonged to her, Gu Chen was so eager to push her away from his side.