Chapter 53: Xiao Ze'an Hosts a Banquet for Court Officials

With not a single original game produced in Huaxia, which domestic musician would be foolish enough to drop their proper work and research game soundtracks? Forget it, stop indulging in wild fantasies, Li Fangcheng thought, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

That being the case, the Card Group naturally had no reason to stop Duorou anymore, for they all knew what the Primordial Ancestor meant to Duorou.

The entire banquet hall violently shuddered; tables, chairs, sculptures, and lamp posts toppled over one after another like a row of dominoes, while the crystal chandelier suspended mid-air swayed wildly from side to side.

The Supremes revered the Human Ancestor, but they felt no envy or jealousy. At their level, possessing peerless wisdom and a lucid mind, this starry sky held virtually no secrets. There was nothing left to add, nowhere further to advance; supreme combat power was the absolute pinnacle.

This was intuition—combat intuition. They didn't even bother to ponder what Shen Shi's weakness might be, yet what they were doing at this very moment actually targeted his exact weakness.

Ailuluomei placed the teapot on the stone table, turned and walked away, casting a cold sneer at Guoguoruila as she motioned for her to help herself.

Ling Hao gazed intently at Kimura Guishi's transformation without making a move. Ever since reaching the third tier of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, Ling Hao had never once encountered a true opponent.

"I have said before, I am no Lord of True Gods, nor do I hold the slightest fondness for such Western titles. Do not call me the True Lord ever again," Ling Hao frowned slightly, tossing these words to Thoris before falling silent.

When Han Dong received the cultivation resources personally delivered by Tang Ya, and when Chen Jiawei's state of mind matched that of ordinary Eternal Palace-level lifeforms, with her foundational practice tempered to the absolute limit and exceptionally solid, he knew it was time to leave.

Without wasting any more words, Xu Wuyao took direct action, flying straight toward the divine mountain with the intent to force his way through.

I quickly said, "No, no, I just wanted to know if that Taoist temple is called Taiyi Temple?"

The moment the words fell, it transformed into a streak of azure light and vanished across the surface of the sea, leaving behind a clear and moonlit sky.

Such people only know how to use moral superiority to bully others, yet when it comes to taking genuine action, they are nothing more than cowards. These are the "gentlemen" of the new era.

Hearing Liu Shengqiang say this, Li Hongtao dared not move rashly. Following Liu Shengqiang's instructions, he pressed his body down extremely low, practically crawling flat against the hovercraft.

As for Li Henyuan, he fought like a fiercely passionate warrior bound by a suicide mission. Every cold, ruthless, and deadly strike was a desperate, fatal blow traded without regard for his own life, all to claim Frederick's head.

At the edge of the Soul-Reaping Tree's canopy, a figure wreathed in violent and baleful Qi leaped upward like a soaring goshawk, landing squarely before the crowd.

"You're burning ghost money, aren't you? Who is it for?" I asked coldly, not giving her a chance to regain her composure.

Following their encounter within the dark prison city, A-xin's resolve to shatter the towering sins of the divine-demonic black market grew even firmer.

Casting an embarrassed glance at his direction, Qian Cheng felt a lingering pang of guilt, constantly feeling as though he were "stealing someone else's position."

"What should we do then? Must we really wait until they let down their guard?" Lin Xiaolei asked with a hint of anxiety.

"You... you ungrateful wretch! Selling out your own brother! I seriously doubt if we share the same parents!" Blake's brother protested with great indignation.

"Shancheng, calm down! Yingying has been with me all along, how could she possibly be sending messages?" Huo Qiong said.

On her way here, she had caught a glimpse of the neighboring residence. Although it couldn't compare to the Cao family estate, it still looked quite imposing. Such a property certainly wouldn't come cheap, however.

"The surgery was a success! But this was a tumor resection, so someone must stay by her side at all times. She is currently in Room 507. Because of the nature of her injury, she was given a private room, and there's an extra bed next to it where her companion can sleep," the doctor said wearily.

"It seems that's the only option. This boy progresses too rapidly and is truly a genius; even now, I have no certainty of defeating him. At any rate, it's best not to meddle in this matter," Qing Zhenwei said, shaking his head as he helped the other man up and left.

Qiu He raised his head, staring blankly at the giant tower as if remembering something, yet a hint of perplexity lingered in his eyes.

Astonishment rippled through the crowd. The tuntian system was such a monumental policy, yet Liu Fan casually discarded it just like that. Admittedly, having acquired nearly ten million shi of grain and close to thirty million cattle and sheep in the Liang State, extracting seven or eight tenths of the harvest from the commoners via the tuntian system did indeed seem ill-timed.

Even the Commissioner of the Bureau of Military Affairs had compromised. Although Liang Kuo still stiffened his neck, he was astonished by Li Buxi's uncompromising approach, and ultimately offered no further opposition. The matter was thus settled.

The call was from Rong Xian. The background noise on his end was deafening, and it took her a long time to barely make out what he was saying.

"Just good friends? I don't think it's that simple, do you?" An Moya didn't believe my words at all.

"Big Brother, what is this..." Mountain Eagle froze, looking at the money in his arms and then at Ling Yang's outstretched right hand. Finally, he extended his own hand with difficulty, clasping it with Ling Yang's, though he had no words to express his feelings.

"Roar!" Witnessing this, Monk Yinyue's eyes sharpened as he opened his mouth and let out a roar akin to an Immortal Human. The roar instantly transformed into boundless vital energy, rolling outward in billows. Upon touching this surging energy, the golden light melted away like snow meeting a blazing sun, dissolving into primordial energy and vanishing completely before it could display its might.

"What do you mean by not calling out anymore? Did it still hurt these past days? Wasn't it extremely comfortable?" Leng Mochen's expression darkened as he feigned displeasure.

Su Wuyang paused, picked out a couple of tomatoes alongside a few other vegetables, while Qin Fangbail pushed the shopping cart toward the condiment aisle. Su Wuyang hadn't cooked for a few days and, unsure of what might be lacking at home, simply followed along.

The snowdrift before them had accumulated to a height of four or five meters. With a single thought, Ling Yang searched the area carefully for a moment and sure enough, at the base of the cliff in the southeastern corner of the wind gap, he spotted a faint, flickering glow of fire.