Volume 1, Chapter 22: The Appearance of the Tiger

Since a hunting team was being formed, they naturally needed weapons. Liu Feng gave each of the four men a bow and arrow he had crafted. Of course, these bows lacked iron arrowheads, and Liu Feng certainly wouldn’t provide them with his own refined steel tips. While their power was relatively modest, they were more than sufficient for hunting rabbits and pheasants. Liu Feng had already warned them to be careful on the mountain, noting that he would not be accompanying them for now, with future arrangements depending on the circumstances. He wanted to offer a few more words of advice, but the men were so exhilarated after receiving their bows that they rushed off before he could speak. Liu Feng let them go; after all, it is hard to save those who are determined to court disaster.

If only... Murong Sen curled his lips, smiling bitterly as he approached Xu Yunxi, reaching out to grab her. Lian Jiajia saw Mo Li and glared at her son; he must have been the one to bring this person here. It seemed he was truly set on getting married this time.

"Xiaoxi, don't overthink it! Even if that’s the case, I will never be with her!" Chu Ci said calmly. He walked over and embraced her, his touch light as a feather, yet it left her feeling empty and cold.

"He really will kill Vivian!" Lin Xiaoxi clutched Chu Ci’s collar, speaking in broken sentences. Seeing Wilmi still wearing a look of reverence, Lin Xiaoxi paused; the honorific made her feel uneasy. Just as she took a deep breath to respond, Wilmi’s expression suddenly changed drastically. Qing’er couldn't help but feel anxious. She had thought she found a good master, but she hadn't enjoyed a single day of peace before falling into such a plight, which was truly disheartening.

Hu Ye decided not to tell his parents about the matter for now, hoping to avoid their nagging and instead surprise them later. Chu Xi tucked his hand under her neck, thinking that once they had a child, she wouldn't feel so bored, though he kept this thought to himself to prevent her from letting her imagination run wild. Before long, several suspicious characters arrived to rendezvous with Andy. When their eyes fell upon the three heavily loaded carts, they all betrayed looks of greed.

The Green Wolves and the others were filled with terror. Not to mention the current situation, even years ago, the power of Qian Xing was something their five-star combat strength couldn't hope to match. Without even crossing blades, the stifling void alone made it difficult for them to move. Thus, Xia Yuan intended to provide a truly intelligent, industrial explanation for everyone, rather than indulging in vague, empty fantasies. Of course, he held another title, one that temporarily distanced him from the name "Zhiyan"—the First of the Life Wheel.

Two days passed this way. Li Yandu spent his days with Huangfu Yue and his nights with Qin Miao. When the weekend finally arrived, Qin Miao had a rare day off, and the two headed to the real estate developer’s project. At the very least, compared to the surrounding clan disciples, they hadn't displayed such slack-jawed, uncharacteristic shock when they first met Ye Yi. Qin Hai sighed but nodded; after all, Xia Yuan’s status spoke for itself. The expert spoke with calm composure, as if analyzing a simple matter, but the news stunned everyone present.

"He went to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, reportedly to resolve that hidden danger, and wouldn't let me intervene," Mu Qiu replied. She felt a bit worried, but given Leng Yan’s current strength, it should be fine.

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Ultimately, humans are biological beings. The primary tenet of any biological being is survival; compared to survival, gentlemanly conduct is nothing but nonsense.

Upon hearing this, Qingwu quickly got up to dress. As she walked out the door, she saw the swing in the courtyard—it was exactly as she had drawn it! It seemed her eldest brother hadn't left last night. She gently stroked it with her delicate fingers, sat down, and began to sway slowly, humming a tune to herself.

Liu Canyue sighed at this moment and said, "Alas! I truly shouldn't have pushed you so hard back then. Your hand must be affected now; I fear it will be difficult for you to perform the Heavenly Hand in the future!"

Without mentioning how Zhou Yu and Huang Zhong were plotting against Yan Liang, Yan Liang himself returned to the main camp with great difficulty, using only one hand.

When a grave was found, they would dig it up; when none could be found, the leader would pass down a command tablet to rally in the mountains and forests to plunder wealth.

In that case, Tracy’s significance was not simple, for it was certain that the light upon him was the artifact spirit of the Divine Court’s inherited sacred treasure.

Chen Lang was a native of Suiyang in the Tianhun Kingdom, a location even further north than Xuanji City. Situated near the border of the Three Rivers and Tianhun, it was not only a land of constant war but also a notoriously impoverished county. Upon closer inspection, one could see that while Chen Lang’s clothes were stylish and trendy, the fabric was truly ordinary.

As Feng San began his fourth ghost-capturing skill, the Ghost King slammed headlong into Qin Zheng’s massive golden shield. Qin Zheng was startled and nearly jumped to his feet, but seeing that there was no expression of pain on Lin Xiyu’s face, he suppressed his impulse to intervene with growing unease.

Dong Miaozhu was taken aback. Looking at Tang Ye, she understood why he wanted to speak with her: the Ancient Buddha intended to kill him, and he wanted to learn about the Ancient Buddha to prepare a defense. Wang Ning watched from afar; unable to find Da Lang in several places and worried about Old Man Qin by the Qinhuai River, he headed in that direction.

However, the Curtain-Lifting General did serve under the royal carriage at the Lingxiao Palace; he was originally Yan Hui from the Confucian school.

Lei Chen remained silent, walking out of the intensive care unit with lingering doubts, leaving the doctors to exchange bewildered glances. Seeing that Wang Hua had lost his composure, Gao Ming shouted from outside the arena, not wanting to see either of them harmed.

The crowd was terrified, retreating again and again, staring with horror at the dense swarm of flying swords hovering above Lu Yaohua’s head.

However, the school’s villa was to be demolished in less than a month. In such a short time, renovating a villa was impossible, and even if rushed, it wouldn't be fit to live in, as newly renovated houses are not suitable for occupancy.

"Don't worry, cousin! The pet will definitely be yours, and I will teach him a lesson he won't forget so he knows the consequences of offending me," the man said viciously.

It turned out that the Poison Venerable had sensed his impending breakthrough long ago and, after much searching, had finally found this place on the seabed to build his residence.