Chapter 20

Wu nodded in agreement. Every sect tends to keep its rising talents hidden; even during their travels in the martial world, there is no need to make a grand display and invite unnecessary trouble.

"Once we go out, just say that I saw your potential and decided to take you on as my disciple. Don't say anything else," Chi Chuan instructed Fan Wu as they walked.

Moreover, regardless of whether this speculation is correct or not, Ye Lin always has a way to make it true. The will of heaven and earth in the Divine Land will have no choice but to accept it, whether it is willing or not.

Chang Ziye finally met his match. He had always treated Ni Ruojia like a treasure; one can only imagine how his face will contort when he discovers he has been raising another man's child.

In the Immortal Ruins Valley, the surroundings were suffused with ethereal mist. The faint water vapor had yet to dissipate, and as the sunlight filtered through, the dewdrops reflected iridescent colors, appearing truly magnificent.

Chen Yan quickly followed Shen Lin’s lead, picking up a stone fragment and squinting at the sun. Sure enough, as the light passed through the crystal-clear stone, a faint, flickering flame appeared to be burning within.

If not for that man, the Divine Land would have long since become a vassal territory of the demons from beyond. How then could there be millennia of prosperity and the rise and fall of a hundred dynasties?

A corpulent middle-aged man was surrounded by five or six zombies. He swung a wooden club, as thick as an arm and picked up from the ground, in terror, trying to drive the creatures away.

Perhaps it had absorbed the power of the very fire that birthed it, for its strength grew ever more formidable thereafter.

Mo Yu gazed at the six-winged angel below with a grave expression. After absorbing the other six-winged angel, the one before him had seen its power skyrocket—it was likely only slightly weaker than the Prison Nether Tiger of the past.

Deschamps was, of course, extremely satisfied. The team had played a fantastic match today, and his tactical arrangements were perfectly executed on the pitch. Looking at the full-match statistics, Trapani held an absolute advantage in every aspect: 14 shots to 6, 10 on target to 2, and 56% possession.

After organizing their remaining food and equipment, they shouldered their packs and headed toward the area where they had just been surrounded.

While the Golden Lion was lost in thought, Ares quietly cast useless spells from behind, rapidly healing the wounds of Meluke, Toby, Zack, and Penny.

"Do you mean you are willing to sell Drogba to us?" Le Graet asked hesitantly.

While General Noke was lost in a daze, Teras, who had been desperately protecting his wife since the fire started, could no longer hold back.

The members of the Colani family pricked up their ears to listen. They usually didn't watch football and could hardly be said to understand Trapani from a competitive standpoint.

The master's admonitions, the disciple's oath, the witness Chang Qing’s speech, the senior disciple’s remarks, the new disciple’s pledge... after a whole host of procedures, the apprenticeship ceremony was complete.

The coffin, which looked miniature at first glance, was actually over six meters long, nearly a meter wide, and one and a half meters high, appearing quite massive.

At this moment, a monster resembling a human appeared. It was small, roughly one meter sixty, with dark, rough skin and no hair. It was bald, but atop its head grew a single sharp horn, and it had a thin tail protruding from its rear, looking altogether bizarre.

The three members of the Zhang family thought it made sense. They secretly poked a hole through the window of Zhang Qingting’s room and inserted a burning stick of hypnotic incense. Fearing the consequences, they put it out after a short while.

Fear began to take root in my heart. The pain had become increasingly frequent lately. I was terrified that if I continued to delay treatment, this arm would truly be ruined, yet I still harbored reservations.

Jian Xinghen turned away and took a deep breath. So, the Dragon Emperor had been poisoned by the Ancient Toad Venom. No wonder Zhi Lou was acting so recklessly, launching a frenzied assault on Nitromine Mountain. Although the Ancient Toad Venom is a slow-acting poison and not immediately fatal, the antidote is nearly impossible to find. Yin Yao, though dead, had calculated every step perfectly.

Having heard so many stories about his father—the glorious and dashing feats of the past—Shuixie felt a profound sense of admiration. Regarding the father he had never met, Shuixie no longer felt the resentment he once held, but instead began to feel heartfelt respect for his father's actions.

I walked behind Leng Houzong, gripping the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword. As I walked, I pondered: if this passage was truly dug by Shadow Ji, why did it lead to this forest?

After the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, Xie Shenyan’s coughing, which had ceased for a while, began to intensify, and he frequently coughed up phlegm. Lin Xi stayed by his side to tend to him. After enduring his intermittent coughing and restlessness for a full hour, he finally settled down.

Chun Ying kept her mouth shut. Some things, even if stated clearly, remain misunderstood by those incapable of grasping them.

A flicker of joy crossed Xijun’s eyes as she nodded repeatedly, not noticing Yue Ya’er sighing behind her.

The guard remained motionless, looking at Lu Rongting with an awkward expression. Lu Rongting, who had been in high spirits, suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at the guard and asked, "Speak, what is it?" He immediately grew tense; if anything had happened to Lu Yun, he would make everyone pay with their lives.

Looking at An Qi’s furious expression, I felt a bit dazed. Before we met, I had wondered what our interaction would be like, but now it seems we have returned to our old, bickering ways.