Chapter 94: The Newcomer Literary Contest

At this hour, the subway still had plenty of empty seats. Xu Ze, wearing a mask, sat quietly with his eyes closed, resting.

"Princess Tomb Station," the announcement sounded. There were still only a few passengers boarding at this stop.

"Oh dear," a woman's voice suddenly came from the doorway. Xu Ze opened his eyes and saw a plainly dressed woman in her thirties tugging hard at her high heels at the subway door.

"Fool," Huo Jinyan’s lips curled coldly, then he simply lifted Jian Moran and tossed her aside.

"Senior Master, if someone voluntarily gives up taking the Foundation Pill, that doesn’t count as breaking our promise, does it?" asked the elder surnamed Wu.

Zhao Wushuang, unmatched in beauty, appeared sacred and dignified in her attire. Her face radiated innate elegance, surrounded by an ethereal aura.

In the golden light, Elder Tian agreed without hesitation. His figure flickered, darting into the yellow glow nearby; simultaneously, the golden light around him transformed into a golden arc, vanishing in a flash.

According to the Shennong Medical Classic, combining the massage technique with acupuncture yields even better results.

With the rising sun, Shi Yijian was brushing his teeth and washing his face when he heard his phone ringing in the hall. He ran out and saw that Fatty had already picked up the call and was speaking in a low voice.

She didn’t want to deal with these matters, nor did she want Luo Ao Qi to know, lest her long-standing rival, always beneath her feet, witness her vulnerability and helplessness.

Meanwhile, Jian Yicheng, sitting in his office, was also aware of Yuni’s plan and couldn’t help but sneer.

The two, full of ceremony, clinked their disposable cups of tea with the air of celebrating with champagne.

Shi Yijian calmly took the envelope, then turned to Fatty and said, "You and Uncle Fan go back and prepare the things. Bring them over on time this morning." Fatty agreed and followed Uncle Fan out of the ward.

The pit was dug, his gaze fell on the bridal chamber, then he lifted it and placed it in the pit.

Seeing Murong Feng’s displeasure, Chengtian quickly changed the subject. Though they were initially uneasy, as they traveled together, their guard gradually relaxed and conversation flowed.

Fengzhong, it’s time to change your stance. If you wish to save your sister, spare my master. Feng Lingyue’s life—she can be spared. And Chen Xuanyi, you can take him with you. It’s your choice.

The gorilla seemed enraged, roaring skyward. Steam shot from its nostrils as it pounded its chest several times.

"Chief Jade’s father-in-law is waiting for me to bring you back. Even if we’re just friends, we’ve been through life and death together. Can’t you show me some concern? When I return to the world of the living, I’ll find your family head."

"Brother Di Hu, let’s go take a look. My cousin has some skills, but he’s not on your level. I’m worried he might suffer a loss," Yan Qingyun pleaded.

Onlookers stared bewildered, sighing—such a beautiful young lady, it turns out she’s quite the actress.

Paper Kite fetched the Wan Meng from inside the house, and before she even began to play, Zhong Yuwei’s eyes lit up.

A palm descended with astonishing force; if it landed on Xie Mu’s head, there would be no chance of survival.

Li Hao didn’t need the designers to waste time discussing such details. He wanted them to create concrete garments, then would use his privileges to check the future sales and audience preferences of those clothes.

After parking, just as Chen Mu was about to leave, something strange happened—he heard a sound from his trunk.

Zhang Mu was shocked, wanting to struggle, but as the space around him loosened, he stumbled forward out of habit.

Inside the black hole, the white dwarf matter devoured from the body of Zhulong, was transformed into antimatter—antiprotons—by Chen Tingzhi, who expended the last of his Night Emperor true energy, using the power of rules.