Chapter Forty-Three: A Glance Over the Shoulder

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Not to mention, behind the Li family stood the powerful Tong family. Although Tong Xiaoqian was only Li Zheng’s aunt, she relied on the vast resources of Fuyan Group, living a comfortable life herself, so how could she not lend a hand to help the Li family?

Lin Yichen spoke with unwavering calmness and composure, which only fueled the old man’s rage. He had never imagined that a mere youth before him would dare insult him.

“Grandfather, wait a moment. I’ll report him right away!” Liu Tianming, his face flushed with anger, gritted his teeth and spat out the words.

This was done to silence witnesses, preventing Wuming from learning about Paradise’s latest movements through their mouths.

Seeing this, the old man was overwhelmed with fury. In his mind, he had crossed continents to Europe for Lin Yichen’s safety, only to have the boy repay his concern with harsh words—a clear lack of gratitude.

“You’re the one who doesn’t understand the situation!” Alisa interrupted sharply, gently twisting her wand.

In the boundless cosmos, within the realm of illusion, Master Wuming watched as his disciple gradually succumbed to the icy tribulation of love, helpless to intervene, his heart swelling with sorrow.

Ruir emerged from the kitchen carrying three of them, handing one to Allen and keeping two for himself, since he always needed two to feel full.

“Sakura, why hasn’t my husband returned yet? Has something happened to him? What did you find when you went out to investigate?” In a secluded courtyard, Wang Zixuan asked anxiously.

“A friend of mine became the demon mirror of the Millennium Ice Altar for my sake; I want to save him first,” I replied truthfully.

The media were not surprised, as many sports stars had arrived in Jiangcheng, their destination in China. Quite a few came for professional scientific training, but most sought rehabilitation therapy.

The last image she remembered was of three transcendent beings turning on each other, fighting fiercely in Tianyun City. After that, she could recall nothing.

But it wasn’t just the people of Museis who advanced; many soldiers in the field army leveled up several times. Though it’s easier to rise through lower ranks, such widespread advancement remained rare.

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No one answered me; the person who entered wasn’t Xu Nanqin, but a hunched, elderly man carrying a bamboo basket. He approached me, his eyes cloudy and cold, devoid of emotion.

“As long as you remember this is for your own safety, that’s enough,” Lu Ling said, offering no further explanation.

“The night is cold and damp; it’s easy to catch a chill. You should go back to your room and rest,” Xiao Yuyin finally spoke up after a moment’s silence, her concern prompting her words.

When she opened the door, An Ruo searched urgently for the figure, circling the room but finding no one. Not here? Disappointment appeared on An Ruo’s face as she slowly closed the door, her movements sluggish.

In other words, exploring new worlds, replenishing the population, and expanding the Taiyin Immortal Mansion were the most important tasks.

Only after Ye Wei began did she realize her short hair was disheveled. Not only was it messy, but a hand had transformed into a comb, gently tidying her hair.

“Of course,” An Ruo replied cheerfully. After several days, she believed Tang Wei would be delighted to learn about this.

For such people, Zhao Yan simply ignored them. Whatever he said nearby, Zhao Yan pretended not to hear.

Tencent’s promise of “permanent free access” worked wonders, especially since Chinese internet users hadn’t yet developed a habit of paying for content. Any free game held a certain appeal.

About twenty minutes later, Li Xiuyuan received a text message from the monk, saying he urgently needed money and asking Li Xiuyuan to transfer some over.

As the founder of Youwei Technology, all he needed now was to wait and see if the overseas branch would bring good news.

“You just said Professor Harwick is only suitable for being a mage?” Brokis asked.

Perhaps Zhang Chen’s gaze provoked the Moon Worship Leader, whose face alternated between red and pale before he suddenly waved his hand forcefully.

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He used such a tone when speaking with Shangguan Luohua because he knew her true identity and strength, so his attitude differed from how he treated other teachers.

Would Zhao Yan meet the same fate as the Soul King, utterly vanquished by Tian Tuzi’s axe?

As soon as the blond boy finished speaking, he turned and ran off, tears falling in midair for all to see.

She knew the program couldn’t possibly malfunction—Illusion Island had been thoroughly tested—but her jealousy of Shangguan Luohua made her speak up.

Huzi and the others crept stealthily, soon reaching the hilltop gun tower beside the airport.

But that was not the end. Legal scholars traced the conflict back to Yuefeng’s initial criticism of Han Dong’s fanciful ideas.

Abolishing the training camp was impossible in the short term; even after unifying Central Plains, it would take decades of gradual policy to resolve, and more people needed to understand his intentions.

Everyone believed in Chenxi’s prediction: before the coronation, Ying Zheng would be assassinated, his fate uncertain. Yet the assassin never appeared. Countless eyes turned to Qinian Palace; even Zhongli, Qian Kui and others sensed the assassin had arrived and was hidden among their own.

Gong Erchun’s hatred grew deeper. Leaving the barracks, she prepared to personally lead the search for the enemies who had infiltrated the city.

At this moment in the Pill Domain, almost everyone believed it was the heavenly tribulation of the Spirit Pill Realm breaking through to the Divine Realm. If it were the Star Emperor Realm advancing to the Sacred Domain, all of East Victory Star would be shaken.

Mammon’s mind turned, and the black mist spears swirling around him shot out like lightning toward the crowds. The townsfolk scattered in terror, but could not escape the spears’ speed; one by one, they were struck and fell to the ground.

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