Seventeen thousand seventeen

At iQIYI headquarters, the staff grew excited. Ten minutes into the broadcast, three million viewers were already watching live—a staggering number. Moreover, it had only just begun, and the afternoon matches had yet to start.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiaoshan couldn’t help but smile. While Mr. Ma and Mr. Wang had ample confidence and capital, he himself had nothing.

“Please sit here for a while. I’ll go report to the leadership. It won’t take long,” said Zeng Ziqi, pushing open the door and leaving the office.

Beneath disheveled strands of hair, his dark eyes were bloodshot, barely able to make out anything in the dim light of night. The black-haired sorcerer, teeth chattering from the cold, gently licked his cracked lips, doing his utmost to remain calm.

For over a month, Li Xiuyuan had been by Nie Yuan’s side. Actually, his wife already knew about it, but he hadn’t asked her to return from abroad.

At this price, it would surely take no more than four years to recoup the costs. The lifespan of such a structure was incredibly long; buildings made with new materials lasted at least two or three centuries.

Like a lost child, stubborn and bewildered, wandering aimlessly yet unable to find the way home.

However, it was clear this warrior could not control the raging power within him. He could only release it momentarily, and the chain must have served as a seal to contain that power inside.

“Well, I have to thank you for nagging me, but really, I do owe you. Without you, I probably wouldn’t have had the money to buy such a classy car. Though I did chip in a few thousand myself—now I’m broke!” Zhuge Weiyang pouted her luscious lips, looking quite aggrieved.

On their massive ship’s hull and deck, the private mercenaries could watch the outside scene. When they saw Earth being pried up by a gigantic rod, oceans churning, mountains and rivers upheaving, volcanoes erupting, and lava pouring forth, these mercenaries from beyond the stars erupted in excited cheers.

This time, Zhuang Lan did not dodge. The Qi spear that had just struck her face was immediately dissolved by Miaoxuzi’s karmic control.

Watching their opponents cheer, they could only sit on the ground. Higuaín collapsed, covering his face with trembling hands. He had never imagined that his own mistake had just gifted the opponent another goal. He felt like a sinner, unforgivable.

At dawn the next day, two armies, each numbering around twenty thousand, prepared their camps outside Guangzong City for the expedition.

Fang Hong said, “The key to entering the outside world.” Whether the other party understood was unknown.

Fang Hong’s guess was correct. During his investigation into the history of the Hospital Knights, he had attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.

At the moment he nodded, his vision abruptly drew closer. In that instant, he clearly saw a muscular, proud man holding a great axe, looking contemptuously at the surging waves of various “demons” rushing toward him.

From afar, Zhuang Lan glimpsed the city emblem, which radiated the immense karmic energy accumulated over thousands of years in Mulan City. The third-level city emblem’s karmic intensity was ten times stronger than that of Mulan City itself, making its glow visible even from a great distance.

“I want to know who that assassin really is. He must be a ninja, or else he couldn’t have come here to assassinate Lian Qing during the lockdown of Mulan City!” Zhuang Lan replied with a counterquestion.

The engineering crew here was small, but their construction speed surpassed that of large teams with tens of thousands of workers because every operation was mechanized, even including automated robots.

“There is only one jar. Master said few in the world are worthy to drink this wine; those without pupils but with moles must be the first,” Yun Tianya said.

Old Liu immediately offered to find someone to resolve the matter and bring back the pipa as well.

The exhaustion in their bodies dissipated, and both felt deeply satisfied. Recovering their spiritual energy on their own would have taken who knows how long.

At the back door of the Songzhu Pavilion, Su Yao came directly from a secret passage to the top floor, to her exclusive office.

Lin Yue on the rooftop nodded slightly—not out of happiness that her sister had become city lord.

Though a week was short, for Yang Mo it might bring a qualitative leap in strength.

The first step was completed; Blue Crow had successfully entered the evolution phase. Inside the cocoon formed by swirling storms, the flying energy continuously promoted Blue Crow’s growth.

From the back mountain came a deep roar that shattered the rolling thunder across the chessboard. Hundreds of mountaintops shot out beams of light, falling onto each breakthrough point on the board.

“Qianjue…” I cast a pleading glance at him. This feeling left me utterly unsettled. The previous association surged back into my mind, and panic gradually seized my thoughts.

“I’ve finally found it,” Ye Ming said, grasping a soaked wallet. He opened it, only to find no cash—just a single bank card. He lowered his head, stuffed the wallet into his pocket, held his breath, and dove underwater, swimming toward the shore.

Empress Dowager Ming, having just taken her medicine, lay lazily on the phoenix couch. Hearing that Lady Yu had returned, she invited her in.

System announcement: Player “Glorious Tragedy” has won this match and advanced to the top three in the next round. The next match will be Player “Arrogant Overlord” versus “Firebird.” Both prepare yourselves; the battle will commence after five minutes.

The Fifth Elder smiled, a gleam flashing in his deep eyes. His tone held no mercy for his juniors, only a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth.

Thinking this, Ye Feng took a deep breath, placed his wooden sword and the Holy Emperor’s map on the ground, then stepped back onto the stone bridge.

“One of you will come with me now. Once Master Su emerges from seclusion and confirms you are friends, not foes, I will release the others and apologize to you. How does that sound?” The merfolk clan leader asked with a smile.

“Thank you.” Mei Shuang hurriedly jumped into the carriage, no longer bothering with pleasantries. After all, it wouldn’t do for her to be too far behind the carriage ahead.

The next day, Wu Ziyu went to the university to find his sister Wu Ziyuan, only to remember she had long since graduated. He had stayed in Longmen for three years; his sister should have graduated a long time ago.

The plane was heading toward City B, but nobody knew its exact position. Even if they managed to parachute out, they probably wouldn’t know where they had landed.

Where were her eyes looking? Seeing her gaze following a young wealthy second-generation heir, his expression darkened. He turned to his subordinate and gave some orders, then said to the client, “Sorry, please excuse me.” He walked toward Mu Yuqing’s direction.