36. A Grandmaster of His Generation

The two remained at a stalemate. Qin Feng maintained his composed demeanor, while the drunken old man, whom everyone had favored, wore a heavy expression.

Although their interactions had been limited, Chen Jue’s words carried significant weight, making them seem highly credible. Whether a court official or a minor functionary, as long as one served the state of Yan, their status was noble and beyond comparison to that of ordinary citizens.

"Father, Young Master Qin has bet seven billion on himself. Logic dictates he shouldn't lose. Why don't we place a bet too?" Liu Taifeng suggested, full of ambition.

Cheng Hao let out a cold snort, his aura surging forth and instantly intimidating the man into silence.

He continuously practiced the martial arts techniques from his inherited memories, refining them constantly. He believed that, through martial arts alone, he could crush countless powerhouses.

Cheng Hetong first congratulated Tang Yaxin on her birthday and promised that she would certainly arrive to celebrate on the day itself.

At this moment, the ten wild wolves seemed agitated, occasionally letting out whimpers and clawing at the cave entrance, desperate to break through.

Even Cao Cao, when visiting in person, could only strive to maintain friendly relations, not daring to suggest a military campaign.

A wave of emotions surged in her heart; this was the life she yearned for—peaceful, beautiful, and happy every day.

Feeling the biting killing intent erupting from the Mysterious Forbidden Immortal Sword, even if Lang Lang and his companions were fools, they finally sensed that something was wrong.

"Not necessarily. He's just afraid of causing a death, which would leave this property completely unsellable," Dong Mingzi remarked dismissively.

"How is Li Tong doing with the 'Four Essentials' provided for the factory?" Wu Daguang was not foolish enough to bring up Liu Qi voluntarily.

Wu Daguang got up to fetch some cold noodles, but there was only one bowl left at the counter, and the person inside had turned away.

Feng Yue felt a bit dazed now. He wondered if the Great Dao was imprisoning them within the chaos or protecting them within it. Given the current situation, it seemed more like protection than imprisonment.

However, this was not a matter of his own capability; the gap between the Nars camp and the Belos camp was simply too vast. With the entire planet already occupied by Belos monsters, attempting a coup would likely take a very long time.

Yun Fan pressed his right hand downward, striking with a Mysterious Moon Palm that caught the fleeing Zhuge Hou dead on, slamming him from the sky to the ground.

At this moment, the elf was waiting for Lu Ling’s arrival. Afterward, Lu Ling would have to walk over on her own; such was the rule.

That object was constantly connected to the elemental forces of the world, providing Gao Ang with a continuous stream of energy—an absolutely powerful and infinite source.

He assumed the undead had begun to harass them again; it was an instinctive reaction, given the events of the past few months.

The sound of water was soft, with occasional unknown birds skimming the surface, leaving behind a string of pleasant chirps for the guests who had traveled from afar. Compared to the mysterious and elegant bamboo forest, this place was undoubtedly quieter.

A wave of peaceful and serene energy spread outward, smoothing over the ripples in everyone's hearts.

As An Qisheng’s gaze shifted, he seemed to perceive an entire life—from birth, to sweeping across the world invincible, to orchestrating the changes in heaven and earth, ascending against the grain, until his twilight years spent sitting atop a mountain peak, gazing into the ancient past and the future.

Xia Kai hurriedly dodged, but it was too late; his clothes were torn by a long gash. Yet, the dagger was forcibly deflected by his skin.

His own character was obscured within it—and not just his own, but all the others as well. Only through the clash and transformation of the two main characters could the underlying conflicts be profoundly highlighted.

A salary of twenty million, plus twenty percent of overseas box office revenue—this was the earning potential of the world's most formidable superstar.

"I crashed into someone else's shop while driving. I'm handling it now and won't make it back for dinner," Jiang Yingjie replied.

There were not many cultivation sects within the Daqing territory, but there were enough; most were obscure, yet some held immense reputations.

The Sea Sand Sect, the Divine Fist Gate, and the Giant Whale Gang also held grudges against Xie Xun, but given the current situation, everyone was in discussion, and the Three Monks were slightly biased toward Xie Xun, so it was difficult for them to speak out.

He directly unleashed his "Fury of the Raging Hair," and his face, calm and peaceful just a second ago, instantly transformed into an erupting volcano, startling Huang Miyi into taking several steps back.

To stay comfortable today, she wore a low-cut, crisscross-strapped dress. Sunlight filtered through the gaps, warming her exposed collarbone.

It contained unimaginable space. He knew Russia was vast and sparsely populated, but he hadn't realized it could be to such an extent.

Yin Kun was far too familiar with his older brother—so familiar that he knew exactly what Jin Sha would do next.

He, who should have been struggling to survive in the cracks, had now gained significant benefits and was able to sit back and watch the tigers fight from the mountain.

With the influence of Mrs. Tang and Tang Yun, they could have wiped the club's surveillance footage. So, what role did they play in this conspiracy?

Thus, at this moment, Le Yu'an became stronger as the opponent grew stronger. Many times, Liu Peiqin's sword tip was about to strike his vitals, only for him to narrowly evade it.

In the end, hearing Li Pingan simply say "Me!"—well, he approved his own leave. He didn't care about anyone’s reaction. Everyone’s mood suddenly turned somber.

Li Qingge now controlled the entire Li family. Although he had not yet received the title of Family Head, in everyone's eyes, he already was.

"Can I just add more?" Having lived over forty years in his past life and having dabbled in South America, what was there that he didn't understand?

Because of his whitewashing, all those past toxic scandals could be covered up.

Dream Entry Technique—a spell capable of entering another's dreams, or even their dream space, to steal and then exploit their nightmares.

Xiang Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, his pupils splitting into two, radiating a dark golden light. In that very instant, the speed of everything within his field of vision slowed down.

If Lin Xuan’s proposal to break up today carried even a hint of grievance or spite, then from the moment I asked about Leng Lei’s whereabouts, her heart was completely shattered by me.

Chu Fei looked at the Blood Fox in astonishment, because the files he had just reviewed clearly stated that when Duanmu Jing first expanded from Kun City to the East Sea, she started with Jiading. Now, Jiading could be considered her base of operations and stronghold for development in the East Sea.

Stephen Feng, Okamoto Yodo, and Lin Liuli all stood up one after another, each raising a glass of red wine.