Volume 1, Chapter 24: The Transformation of Zhu Yanran

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The selection of other roles was primarily handled by Su Zhaobin. Aside from the protagonist, Zeng Jing, Gu Cancan did not intervene in the casting for other characters; she understood the importance of delegating authority.
Over on the bed, Banxia was completely bewildered. She rolled out of bed, eager to see what sort of place she had arrived in.
Having grown accustomed to stone tools, Aifu found the material of the digital camera strange—it was very light, yet not soft to the touch.
"Which academy are you a sorcerer from? Do not come any closer, or you will surely die," a sorcerer threatened.
"Master, you must not! The immense spiritual power within you is innate and tied to the Nine Heavens Zither. If you destroy your internal energy, not only will you throw your life away for nothing, but you will also trigger a great catastrophe!" Momo immediately intervened.
"My body has truly become that of a monster now..." Lin Yun chuckled, using the sharp nails of his ghost hand to lightly slice an eight-to-nine-centimeter-long wound into his right arm. The cut was not deep, but for an ordinary elite soldier, it would have taken at least a day or two to heal.
The moment his spiritual power neared the Fallen Heart Flame, Guan Mingyue let out a low shout. That sliver of true energy, thin to an unbelievable degree, expanded with a speed that would baffle even a Master of Destinies. In the blink of an eye, it diffused into a transparent net of unimaginable scale, completely enveloping the Fallen Heart Flame.
Seeing Young Master Zisu bathed in tears, Ziyun wondered to herself, "Are his tears shed for me? If they were, why didn't he tell me sooner?"
However, what he found strange was that the intruder had clearly made the noise on purpose. What was their goal? Were they just playing games? Was this person the murderer?
Was Qingzheng really so easily persuaded? Zisu did not believe he possessed enough charm to influence her; after all, her favorability toward him was far too low.
She truly could not explain how Mo Youxun had returned from the dead, and in any case, now was not the time for such discussions.
At this moment, the million-strong army of the Galaxy had finally arrived. They had missed the main event, however, and began construction of the base as soon as they disembarked, working to establish wormhole connections back to the Galaxy.
Did she actually expect her to facilitate a marriage between her and Zhan Peilin? Was she really that stupid? Would she ever help her with such a thing?

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Everyone was stunned once again; it seemed they had never seen Quan Shaoqing laugh so heartily in all this time.
Tang Zinuo turned to leave without hesitation, but Tang Ziyan reached out and grabbed his wrist. When Tang Zinuo turned back, his eyes were tinged with a blood-red hue. Tang Ziyan tightened his grip, stopping Tang Zinuo from walking away.
Resources can never be distributed equally; that is the way of the world. Just as even the most glorious city has its wretched, destitute side.
Her four drops of primordial soul blood—one had been given to the Demon Lord, and now it was being absorbed by Mixi to forge a new god.
Although this group did not possess top-tier strength, they had all gritted their teeth through military training and were very capable of enduring hardship.
"You..." Liu Yuhuan was furious. Suddenly, she grew ruthless. "Fine! My brother isn't here, but my father is. Do you dare to take the child and go with us for a paternity test? Whether this is a Li family child or not, we will surely find out."
Ye Qingcheng was actually quite satisfied, but she didn't want to let Mo Youxun become too smug, so she deliberately put on an act.
He wore a hat on his head, donned robes woven from fine silk and satin, and sported a large emerald ring on his finger; it was clear at a glance that he was either wealthy or noble.
Seeing the other party slowly look up at him with a face full of terror, the hunter smiled with satisfaction. He raised a hand to brush his long, raven-black hair back from his shoulder, and before the other could react, he darted forward and successfully neutralized any further movement.
Yet, at this critical moment, Su Fengche arrived. He kicked away the burly man holding the knife. The man, gasping for air, cursed viciously while glaring at him.
"Haha, good child, when your grandfather was trapped here, your mother was still in her swaddling clothes. How could she have known?" Wuyazi said, sighing heavily.
The gap between her family and the Song family was vast. If she wasn't careful, it would be like trying to eat swan meat; she wouldn't let the people in the brigade gossip any further.
When Lao Denuo and Yue Lingshan spoke of these circumstances at the teahouse later, Lin Pingzhi happened to be nearby and overheard their conversation. It was no wonder he had always harbored resentment toward Yue Lingshan; such a knot in his heart was inevitable.

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These words, so reasonable and resonant, made the couple blush; they realized they might have gone too far.
The three of them burst into laughter, but Ning Yunfei was left red-faced. She had been too relaxed with Chen Yong and hadn't sensed the slightest danger. When Qiu Rengui brought his blade down upon her, she had been too terrified to even think of dodging.
"I bought a ticket for Friday morning, so we'll arrive in Haishi by Saturday morning," Gao Qiujin said.
Zhang Defa also muttered to himself. He felt quite confident this time because the beauty seemed to act with method and purpose, not like someone who would act recklessly.
"Master, you can ask Lin Bufan to tell you about his experiences inside his own body again," Zuo Yan pointed at Lin Bufan with a smile.
Once it was extracted, it would inevitably trigger a disturbance in the earth's veins, leading to earthquakes at best, and cataclysmic landslides at worst.
This noodle shop was located near the Piaoxiang Pavilion and stayed open until dawn. The flavor was quite ordinary, but Liu Yifeng felt a sense of familiarity there.
Although Li Zhen did not like to meddle in other people's affairs, he was happy to help when it was just a small effort. Besides, the group of men truly disgusted him, so teaching them a lesson was only right.
Li Zhen nodded in satisfaction. The establishment of the Galan Chamber of Commerce in the Nanping Region was vital for the development of its cultivation world.
It was a soggy, wet mess, with muddy water streaming down from its fur to form a puddle around it.