Volume One, Chapter 46: Wherever the Ordinary Sword’s Light Reaches, Nothing Remains Unopened

Their souls seemed to be plunged into a boiling cauldron of oil, writhing in agony. Mu Wan’er and Qin Manyao felt every inch of their skin tightly ensnared by a tingling numbness. It was as if thousands of tiny ants were crawling along their meridians, burrowing into their marrow, ravenously gnawing at their bodies. The pain was bearable with gritted teeth, but this ever-present itch, like worms clinging to the bone, was far more terrible than pain itself. That piercing itch surged incessantly from deep within their marrow, like a raging tide that completely engulfed them. Amid this endless torment, they were consumed by unbearable suffering; their minds became chaotic and nearly lost the ability to think. They wanted to scream...

“Am I really that terrifying?” Chu Yi looked helplessly at the five people before him. Was their reaction really that extreme? However, it seemed it was time to revise this history. Although dinosaurs were indeed wiped out by a meteor, the fact that they appeared before humans might need to be reconsidered. Today, Zhou Tianlin specially instructed her to come here; if she didn’t find out where Chu Xia had gone, he would definitely lose his temper upon her return.

A strong aura of star power enveloped the figure—ninth rank Star Servant level—undoubtedly a Sand Venom Scorpion King. But how could there be two Sand Venom Scorpion Kings? Was there really more than one Sand Venom Scorpion tribe here?

In her heart, Ye Si had always been a good child. Unlike Ye Qing, she was kind and had a pleasant temperament. She always treated her with utmost respect, like family.

It must be understood that Jiaqing was not Yongzheng. Yongzheng was iron-faced and severe, able to ruthlessly clean up the mess left by Kangxi with swift measures. Jiaqing, in contrast, merely exploited Heshen’s old schemes.

On the third day of the fifth month in the thirteenth year of Kangxi’s reign, Empress Heshili Fangyi passed away giving birth to the emperor’s second legitimate son, Yinrong, who was posthumously honored as Renxiao. Since the emperor had previously issued a verbal decree, the Grand Empress Dowager granted permission to break the Qing dynasty’s tradition of not naming an heir during the emperor’s lifetime. Two years later, Kangxi made the unprecedented decision to appoint Yinrong as Crown Prince.

The entire set of headwear and ornaments had been perfectly matched in advance, making it flawless.

Delicate and graceful fingers formed seals in the void, and two gleaming golden scales appeared instantly in her palm—sharp and dazzling—these were the juvenile scales from Aoling’s body, also her weapon.

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“Even so, there are still two months to go, right? Yongxu should be full term first,” Ying Yue said somewhat speechlessly.

Tang Huan, a frail little cat, fell from a tree during the day and lost a life, then was drenched by rain.

Despite the Jing Kingdom attacking the Shen Kingdom, Lu Xun continued his work—controlling the waters and rescuing people.

The moment he opened the door, Ji Wan directly grabbed his wrist, executed a shoulder throw that knocked him down, and handcuffed his hands behind his back using cuffs taken from her waist.

She knew there was a huge conflict between Xu Ze and Xie Yi; otherwise, Xu Ze wouldn’t have insisted on not meeting Xie Yi from the start. Because of this, Shen Qingge never considered asking Xu Ze to intervene, choosing instead to resolve matters on her own.

“Can I attend the Lu family’s anniversary celebration?” Su Qianxun looked at the man sitting behind the desk.

He had never seen her up close before; previously, he could only observe her from afar, sometimes needing a telescope.

Su Qingyuan was distraught, staring at her toes without paying attention to what was said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely go and offer my blessings,” Su Qianxun replied calmly.

The door was opened by Si Yue. Upon seeing her, Miao Miao immediately rushed over and hugged her tightly, tears streaming uncontrollably.

“What’s going on?” He Huanyu snapped off the television with a “smack!” and asked irritably. He hated being disturbed while watching horror movies; it completely ruined the atmosphere.

Bo Jingsi looked down from above for a long moment, then, unable to contain himself, opened the door and walked next door.

A black soul ring from the 60,000-year-old Earth-Shaking Demon Bear suddenly flickered, spreading a long, eerie energy wave across the ground toward Tang Xiao.

Lin Feng was testing Qian Renxue’s hunger for power, while Qian Renxue was probing Lin Feng’s ambition.

Naturally, upon seeing this photo, he was greatly shocked, captivated by the other’s cold gaze.

When Lu Ming returned, he usually remained invisible outside; Tang Chaoyue hadn’t told Zhu Yiduo, so it must have been Black Donkey who informed him—they could really communicate.

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No matter how large his company was, as long as even one employee lived such a life, Lu Ming felt it was a failure.

“What, want to back out?” Qiu Xue opened her eyes and glanced at him before quickly closing them again. She simply couldn’t bear to see his infuriating face.

“All right, Master.” Lingling, who had been trapped in worry and fear, finally completed her spiritual purification. The heaviness on her face instantly vanished, replaced by a smile as warm as spring.

This money was really earned too easily. Just two injections, and why so much? Was this robbery?

After a single look, the musical score was already imprinted in her mind. Looking down at the keys, the notes translated directly into a series of action commands, executed in order.

“Are you deaf? I’m busy, madam!” Tang Seng glared, extending a jade hand to slap.

“Eh, what’s on Gua Gua’s body?” Tian Gua quickly patted all over himself, but found nothing unusual.

Deeper inside, the entire mainframe room had been utterly destroyed, the remaining wreckage melted and cooled into blackened crystalline fragments due to the intense heat.

In psychology, there is a phenomenon called the “Stockholm Syndrome,” also known as hostage syndrome, where victims develop emotional attachments to their captors, even to the point of assisting them. This emotion creates feelings of affection, dependence, and even cooperation toward the abuser.

Heaven-rank combat skills also have degrees of strength, and Luo Chen’s skill had clearly reached a certain level. However, at this moment, the sudden words he uttered abruptly shifted Qingmu Jiao’s train of thought.

But Tang Sanzang could actually battle the Buddha himself without losing, and even force the Buddha to retreat?

Eighteen crossed her arms indifferently and said, “Got it,” before calmly walking over and lightly tapping the machine.

Yu Xiaotian shuddered, his eagerness to win causing him to act hastily and clumsily. He did not fear defeat but kept his mind steady. He struck open Huang Lingtai with a palm, closed his eyes slightly, and reflected on the flaws that caused his earlier failure. He calmed his restless heart, entering a battle state free of haste, sorrow, or anger.