Chapter 40

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Thus, Lin Chaonan employed a "stolen identity" ruse, having Li Lufei perform the surgery under Lin Yuanyuan’s name.

"No way. If I let go, you’ll run off immediately." As if! After finally getting to hold her hand, would he ever let go again?

These weren't just empty words; Ruan Dazhuang had been wayward in his youth and frequently caused trouble, truly giving his mother plenty of cause for concern.

Consequently, when Luo Xuan’s palm force, imbued with the Great Zhao True Qi of the Alien Primordial Spirit, surged toward God King Zhoushi, the God King dared not be careless. He pushed out both palms to create a Divine King’s Imperial Barrier in defense. The true energy of the two gods swirled like a canopy, cascading across the entire Aolin Mountain, accompanied by an incessant, resonant humming.

"No... we are not working at the Xia estate anymore!" Dai Xiao roared, forcefully shaking off the man who was holding her down.

For the past few days, everyone had been talking about nothing but "housing," secretly preparing themselves in hopes of securing a property.

The scar on her temple began to throb with a dull ache. Even after all these years, that spot still retained the sensation of pain.

Qin Huan acknowledged this, and after the two exchanged a few words, someone spoke up beside Fu Chengjue. Fearing she might be taking up his time, Qin Huan hung up.

"Da Yan, even without me, you can still develop. Tell me, what on earth has happened?" Lei Yu asked solemnly, holding Tie Muxiang’er.

Since the "Red Bed Sheet" incident, although Miaomiao was still prone to shyness, she no longer blushed at every little thing as she once did.

Take, for instance, flight: You Yitian managed to soar high in the sky using only a few simple wooden frames, some fabric, and his own sense of balance, all while expending almost no energy at all.

Suddenly, the flames on the Fire Phoenix flared violently, erupting into the sky. Hundreds of meters of fire danced in the heavens. Such powerful magical energy! I gasped in shock. Ye Xin’s face went pale. The Tiger King remained tight-lipped, his expression grim.

Taoist Sanmu was sent off to assist him, while Shiji had to handle mundane sect affairs and could not be spared. Truly, only the Queen Mother of the West, Kong Que, Black Dragon, and I remained at the site where the banners were being forged. The other disciples needed at least half a month of rest after every month of forging and were of little use.

"Rest assured, Mayor. After drinking the Truth Serum, no matter what you ask him, he will only speak the truth. Even if his mind wanders to other things, he cannot control his tongue," Jia Zhengjin said with absolute confidence.

Just as he was filled with doubt, he suddenly felt a massive burst of holy light erupt outside the city. Immediately following it, a powerful dark energy spread out simultaneously.

No wonder people say that beneath a Saint, all are but ants. It turns out that in these Three Realms of heaven and earth, only a Saint can condense the Five Elements and return them to the Yin-Yang chaos. Once everything reverts to Yin-Yang chaos, how could those born in the postnatal world possibly survive?

Zhou Shijie had already facilitated the listing of over a dozen large Hong Kong-funded enterprises in places like Singapore and the United States.

Fortunately, although the ten Ancestral Witches possessed immense innate advantages—being the flesh of Pangu’s own body, immortal and indestructible—their postnatal cultivation was far less efficient than that of the Demon Race. Moreover, the ten Ancestral Witches were often at odds, frequently locked in conflict.

West Kunlun was the central hub of the Jade Void Palace, the dojo of the Primordial Heavenly Lord; it was a place mortals could rarely reach.

The construction of Unilever University was not yet fully complete, with only a portion of the main building finished, yet it had already begun accepting students.

Meanwhile, where Pei Qinhu stood, the winds and clouds surged, and the heavens shifted. The sky over the entire Great Tang capital suddenly darkened. At this moment, Pei Qinhu’s cultivation had climbed to the peak of the ninth-star Sovereign realm, just one step away from entering the realm of a Saint.

The nearby Uyghur soldiers, who had appeared lethargic, seemed suddenly invigorated; they immediately raised their spears and pikes, rushing forward with a roar.

Looking at the chimneys and factories in the distance, and the semi-trailer trucks occasionally passing on the road, Li He was constantly reminded that this was an industrialized nation.

"I plan to wander into the Universe Sea. From now on, I’ll likely spend most of my time adventuring and cultivating there," Cheng Hao replied.

Just then, several officers participating in the marching formation arrived, bringing news.

Mingyue’s figure was sent flying backward, crashing through over a dozen large trees before she finally stabilized. Had it not been for her internal energy protecting her body, anyone else would surely have died from such an impact.

Hearing the footsteps, Cao Tianlong’s face lit up with joy. These were the unmistakable sounds of military combat boots striking the ground—reinforcements had arrived.

Bai Ziyue observed Cheng Hao with a calm expression, but a moment later, a look of shock appeared on his face.

Looking at this seemingly endless city, he could imagine its past prosperity. Alas, some unknown disaster had caused all the inhabitants to flee, leaving behind only an empty shell.

Jin Chengze had only just reached his hand under the waterbed, not even touching the pillow yet, when he was discovered by the stranger before him.

Seeing Yang Cheng fall into deep thought upon hearing the name "Su Zimu," his brow furrowing and then relaxing repeatedly, Luo Chuxin, standing beside him, grew terribly worried.

As for King Hudson, having lost a leg, he couldn't stir up any more trouble, regardless of his capabilities. Even if he remained unwilling to accept his fate, he could only retreat in dejection; otherwise, as an outsider, neither the great scientist Miley nor Deng Bochuan would mind sending him to meet his maker.

Luo Liang led his team toward a ship anchored near the shore. Seeing that no monsters had appeared in the vicinity, they scrambled aboard.

Once they composed themselves, if they still couldn't tell that Ye Qiu was intentionally feigning ignorance, they would truly have lived their lives in vain.