A Complete Sweep

Looking at the lavishly designed red carriage before her, its top encircled by hollow-carved roses, An Muxi couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment. Even an S-class death beast, when faced with a high-level spirit at full strength, would only require a few more strikes before being subdued. Amidst the swirling dust and wind, Su Bai sat on a tree branch, one hand covering his mouth and nose, the other resting on the trunk beneath him.

“Huang Changcheng, this is none of your business. Get lost! If you can’t give me an explanation for what happened to my people here, I’ll come and take one myself!” Chen Pi snapped unceremoniously.

The strength of the two nations was likely quite evenly matched—their fleets could only navigate coastal waters. How could the other side possibly have the means to cross such a vast distance and arrive from thousands of miles away?

His internal organs had long since been replaced, and all with those from divine beasts—the very best of their kind.

Wang Jin thanked him, took the tightly wrapped gourd from the guard, opened the stopper, and drank deeply without reservation.

After exchanging some ambiguous words, the three looked at each other, then suddenly burst out laughing, stepped forward, and embraced tightly.

Just as Li Shun was wondering whether to take a break, a Li family enforcer hurriedly rushed in.

On the other side, Yan Xiuyin had just relaxed after seeing Yun Ran’s results when the senior year head of the grade department hurried into the principal’s office.

If this were in his former company, a candidate like this probably wouldn’t even make it past the preliminary interview, would they?

The other contestants on stage turned their heads in surprise. They glanced at Su Nan, whose face was calm and composed, yet the faint astonishment in their eyes betrayed an inner turmoil.

Qiao Anming tried to find some trace of surprise on the old lady’s face from his sudden visit, but she simply sat there beaming, hands folded in her lap.

Of course, it would have been better if one could ignore the sinister grins on the faces of the three people beside the sofa.

Though he often dealt with Apocalypse-level powerhouses—each of whom treated him with utmost respect—across the entire interstellar realm, such individuals were the absolute pinnacle. Every one of them was noted in the Gray Guards’ records; it was impossible for one to appear out of thin air.

Lu Meng, as commander of the He Yue Gray Guards, rode in a warhawk-class vehicle lavishly refitted at great cost and named “Eye of Insight.”

Zhang Yuan stepped forward, high-pressure injector in hand, and gave Dam a shot in the skin. Dam’s eyelids drooped, his head fell, and he soon lost consciousness.

That arrow was terrifying; as Ye Han faltered for a moment, Lin Qingcheng immediately closed the gap. Now, she was only a dozen meters behind him.

To ascend to Saint King at such a young age—one should be spirited, at the peak of life. Kong Shi, the Saint King’s journey had only just begun. If all went well, he would one day evolve a Nascent Soul, break through the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water, and achieve godhood.

“If you don’t wake up soon, you might as well be dead.” Du Ruo turned aside, unwilling to let him see the sorrow in her eyes.

After claiming the domestic sales championship in Korea in 2006, he went on to top the Japanese Oricon charts in August 2007, making him a pillar of the Korean wave’s rise.

Shen Lecheng glanced at Gu Yangyang; gone was the shy evasiveness or previous disdainful pride from when he first realized his feelings for her. Now, his eyes brimmed with affection, pain, admiration, and a tangled mix of emotions—so much so that at this moment, his gaze seemed especially tender and lingering.

The deeper the love, the sharper the hatred; precisely because she cared too much, Su Bingxue harbored such intense animosity toward Yang Qin.

6: If Host Xiao Qiang can complete the Master of Ceremonies profession within a month, the system will award one extra advanced raffle chance; finishing within half a month will grant two extra advanced raffle chances.

The infirmary teacher, for reasons unknown, let Gu Shuishui lie down on the sickbed for a while.

Even Gu Yangyang, a girl herself, found her voice irresistibly sweet—what must it be like for the boys, hearing the school belle speak with that face and voice?

Therefore, Gao Qi did not stand on ceremony, commissioning him as a deputy general and leaving him in the army to await his merits and future reward.

A martial arts grandmaster in the True Elixir Realm was already a figure of the highest caliber in this land. Even a wandering cultivator, upon reaching this stage, could establish a sect, expand his lineage, and become a regional overlord. To obtain the intact body of such a grandmaster was unimaginably difficult.

As long as they could suppress the enemy’s firepower, they had hope of buying some time. Only with enough time could they hope to escape.

Xiao Qiang walked along the road, summer night breeze on his face, glancing at the shops on either side, searching for a place to vent his frustrations.

Qingbao naturally knew what he was about to warn her about—he didn’t want her to tell anyone about his embrace with Wanyan.

Liao Xiner, among the crowd, could no longer restrain her worry upon hearing that Ling Changfeng was in danger. She ran over as well, intent on leaving the school to help rescue them.

Dozens of six-winged, one-horned beasts burst from the spatial rift, finally coming to a halt behind Commander Dustbane.

Xia Mu pressed his forefinger and middle finger together, channeling the power of the Blood Demon, and at the critical moment, struck at the silver crescent sword aura slashing through the shattered void.

“I…” Peony wanted to defend herself, but a wave of dizziness overtook her. She nearly fainted, only to be caught by Liu Ren, who knelt nearby.