Chapter 41: Care to Bet?

People are inherently competitive; that much is undeniable. So, when this woman saw Shao Zining, she immediately felt unsettled. Damn it, they’re all just noses, eyes, and ears—so why is she so beautiful?

“Honey, honestly, some people really are just sour grapes,” she said.

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As everyone stood in stunned silence, the ground beneath their feet suddenly gave way, dropping them to the next level. The moment they fell, the stone walls snapped shut, sealing seamlessly with not a trace of a gap. Panic swept the crowd; for a time, they flailed about like headless flies, utterly lost.

Li Chuan felt a flash of anxiety. He’d claimed royal blood on arrival, but after the test, Emperor Li Shimin had dismissed him. So, whether he was or wasn’t didn’t matter anymore.

News of Chris’s curse spread like wildfire; half the Middle East was whispering about how Chris was surrounded by death—one corpse a day, no one spared.

Zhao Yu quietly speculated: the first four lines are easy to confirm, but as an ordinary person, where would he find cultivation techniques, martial skills, or levels? As for spiritual energy, perhaps it came with the system itself.

She had always believed her talent in research was acquired after arriving in this other world, but now, it seemed… perhaps not?

That night, the group had already traveled a hundred miles away. Only then did Liang Wei reach into his coat and pull out a mysterious item wrapped in oiled paper.

Even if they wanted Xu Lan to marry, He Jiaojiao had originally planned to find her a decent family.

As he spoke, Wang Dachui’s eyes brimmed with tears, though as a man, he held them back. Yet Soul Without Return grew sadder with each sob, until his cries, carried by the ruthless wind, spread beyond the horizon.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Yue looked at Ling Feng, puzzled. She’d noticed his dramatic transformation lately—rumor had it he’d beaten the student council president at Huada, then slapped Bai Fei in her presence.

Chen Linzhi’s expression grew strange, her thoughts wandering. She began to suspect this woman was flirting with her, perhaps intending to seduce the younger.

He certainly wasn’t about to tell An Mu that some bastard had leaked to the media that he and He Yiyue were about to tie the knot.

Since it was impossible to leverage the army for indirect attacks, the only option was direct confrontation. However, upon seeing the enemy advance, Ye Qiuxuan suddenly had another idea. It was risky, but if successful, victory would be within reach.

The grade of this transformation elixir was impressively high—a genuine four-star top-quality potion.

Advancing from the Qi Refining stage to the Golden Core stage in just three hundred years can’t be described as untalented; rather, it places one among the ranks of genius.

At Blood Shadow’s first move, he immediately saw the man’s realm wasn’t half a step into the innate, but rather a four-star early-stage martial artist who had just broken through.

Wounds from a cultivator’s flames differ from ordinary injuries. After the Hundred Families Army departed, Midnight’s wound repeatedly broke open, exposing stark white bone across his back.

No one knew what trick You Kong had pulled, but within days, Yan Qingyi was truly invited to an unnamed estate filled with fruit trees. Led by You Kong, he arrived outside a doorless house.

He Yu drew his gun and aimed it at Yin Fumiao. Yin Fumiao instantly hid herself, body and head, behind Meng Yuejia. He Yu dared not fire recklessly.

“Though her appearance is less than pleasing, her bearing remains dignified and elegant,” someone remarked in fairness about Di Moyun.

The cost of a command vehicle could exceed that of three current main battle tanks. Each armored division could only have three; now Wu Daozi stationed one at the rear to maintain contact with Tank Division One and Armored Division Four, while the remaining vehicle served solely as the division headquarters command vehicle.