Spirit of the Cards

Ji Ningzhao could tell that Li Ningzhen seemed somewhat afraid of her, so she simply sat quietly to one side, saying nothing, leaving the conversation entirely to Xie Qingfa.

Just as Xie Qingfa had expected, it was precisely because the charm he had given to Li Ningzhen had worked—at the very least allowing her to get a good night's sleep—that Li Ningzhen, who had been living in constant fear, felt as if she had found a lifeline and quickly established her trust in him.

Hearing Xie Qingfa's question, Li Ningzhen held her cup—

However, Ye Ziluo had basically determined that the shadowy figure was not Gui Zi. From what he sensed, although the pull of the dark aura was immense, Gui Zi should be able to handle it with ease.

"Your Majesty, at the time of that great upheaval, I was merely a high god, and everything I did was in obedience to orders," he replied with a respectful bow.

"She... is dead? You killed her? You actually dared to kill the Dragon Princess of Fusang?" Though she had watched the Dragon Princess disappear into the night moon with her own eyes, Taye still stared at Xingluo in disbelief, bombarding her with questions.

After resolving the affair with Emperor Longwei, Xingluo finally severed all worldly ties and set out on her journey to search for the remaining six Sacred Spirit Water Mirrors.

Her speech was concise, primarily expressing a welcome to the guests from Taiwan and explaining the stimulating effect of investment on the economy.

Hu Yixing stood stunned for a moment. He just left like that? If he didn't want the Celestial Core, so be it, but how could he not even care about the immortal energy here?

The flaming giant fist crashed down upon the demonic sigil. In an instant, a storm of energy burst forth from the impact. The sigil trembled violently before shattering into a cloud of demonic energy, and Li Feng was blasted back several steps by the force of the blow.

None of the players on the Xiangju Middle School soccer team spoke at this moment. A penalty shootout is as much psychological warfare as physical, and often it is the team with the steadiest minds that ultimately prevails.

All the players from the Red Team on the field were desperately seeking opportunities to shine. As dusk gradually fell, their sense of urgency only grew.

"It's fine. Those guys aren't even worth my concern. Besides, he's the contestant I've chosen—how could I possibly let him die here?" Long Chenxi said dismissively.

Gao Shiyin said, "This is wonderful. With President Yu overseeing things, our partnership is sure to continue in a healthy direction." Yao Shifei interjected with a laugh, "So without President Yu, you wouldn’t develop healthily but would instead go astray?"

If Zi Yun Yuan were to return Tian Yuan to its original place now and let it choose a new master, without a Spirit Sovereign, Tian Yuan would not even take notice.

Fortunately, the current carried straight ahead, and there was only one waterway from north to south—leading directly to the Holy City. Qin Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Let’s hear it,” said Dugu Hong, not lingering on the previous topic but urging the conversation onward.

Thus, in great families, intrigue and scheming are commonplace, but when you fall into trouble, they are quick to kick you while you’re down. That feeling is truly most unpleasant.

I smoothly took down the first one and tossed it to Hao Jian, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a ruined beehive. So I went a second time, and it was just like the last one.

The darkness was so absolute that Zi Yun Yuan could not see her own hand before her face. This surpassed the very limits of the laws—it was the power of rules themselves, transforming all surrounding laws into darkness. With Zi Yun Yuan's current strength, without the protection of King Yiqi, simply entering this place would have been her utmost limit.

Why... why didn’t that Melina go chasing after Jotaro Kujo and those autographs?

"But brother, you really are brilliant, to have guessed that Murong Xianglong would try to lure me with conditions. Amazing." Speaking of this, Hao Shuai’s admiration for Huang Fei was plain to see.

"How are you speaking to the Marshal?" Chen Xiliang glared. He had once served under Di Qing and still held the utmost respect for his character, abilities, and achievements, continuing to regard him as a superior even now.