Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Mysterious Cause of Xu Da's Death; Xu Miaoyun Reappears

"The Duke of Wei no longer has a pulse or a heartbeat, though his body remains warm. He must have passed away less than an hour ago," Xia Jingtian said, shaking his head helplessly.

"What! You say Tiande is gone! Aren't you a divine physician? I beg you, save him! I was chatting with him just last night, and he was snoring away—how could he be gone just like that?" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted.

Just then, Empress Ma entered from outside, carrying breakfast. "Chongba, what do you mean Tiande is gone? How is that possible!" She set the breakfast on the table and examined Xu Da. He lay perfectly still, as if he were merely sleeping. Indeed, he was motionless, his breath already gone.

"Xiaoxiao, you must believe in yourself. Don't think about anything; just clear your mind! If you see gold coins on the road, pick them all up. If you find a speed booster, use it wisely, and try not to veer off course. Also, watch out for obstacles!" Leng Zhexuan was busy calibrating her racing car and character.

Just as the Dark Water Beast’s razor-sharp teeth were about to snap shut, a thunderous boom erupted from within its maw.

If Lu Ming hadn't seen Barkley on the sidelines after the game and heard his apologies and explanations, he would have truly believed that Barkley had betrayed him.

Given Wang Qingqing’s various performances during the modeling competition, she had been practically blacklisted by the entertainment industry. How could any production crew have allowed her to register for an audition?

"You should wear it yourself; I'm not cold," Qu Xiangnuan insisted, trying to take off her coat to give to him.

Large quantities of spiritual herbs were not of much use to him; for the most part, as long as he had some seeds, he could endlessly cultivate them. Still, he would never complain about having more in his possession.

Liu Xie’s casually copied military district policy from later generations sounded to Cao Cao’s ears like it held yet another layer of meaning: a further weakening of his control over military power.

Yan Qingye patted his bulging Qiankun pouch and chuckled, looking for all the world like the foolish son of a wealthy landlord.

David Stern turned the mental images of "six steps and eight steps to catch the cicada" over in his mind and looked at his assistant, hoping he could propose a decent rule that didn't look quite so ugly.

"Well? Have you decided, Junior Brother? If you're ready, Senior Sister will mark it for you. From now on, you’ll be the 'overlord' of the Northwest Corner. No one will disturb you while you're doing... no, no one will disturb your cultivation!" The old woman continued, clearly keen on getting this piece of land off her hands.

"Why do you even play Fantasy Westward Journey? To be blunt, you don't seem like someone who loves games. On the contrary, I see a hint of disgust in your eyes," Yue Tanxi said.

Xiao Chu felt quite pleased by Hu Haiquan’s flattery. Thinking about it, he figured he’d already made such a scene that he didn't mind making himself look even more impressive.

"I figured the commanders of the other three elite squadrons must already be at capacity, so I had to come find you, Fatty."

He was brimming with excitement, about to press for Li Chengbie’s name, when he saw her pick up her bouquet and turn away, heading toward her own table.

The mountains of Yuchan at dawn were serene and secluded, with jagged rocks and ancient pines and cedars reaching for the sky. Peach, plum, paulownia, and pear trees were scattered across the hills.

After Ellen and Shelley took their positions, they closed their eyes simultaneously, took a deep breath, and opened them at the same time. Their beautiful voices rang out in unison.

The car had started, and her last lingering hope dissolved into nothingness. Qizhen felt her eyes sting—a sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. She lowered her head, letting her long hair shield her cheeks, but what were those few damp spots on her jeans?

Tang Sen laughed heartily. Under the bewildered gazes of the Old Man Under the Moon and the various immortals, he took a light leap and, as if courting death, threw himself directly into the thundercloud.

Feigning composure, Xiao Chu inwardly mocked Arale for a moment. He remained silent; he loved keeping others in suspense. He leisurely pulled out a cigarette and lit it, the scent of tobacco instantly diffusing into the air.

Hearing Master Luofu’s words, the cultivators of Penglai Immortal Island gathered around regained some of their courage and began to speak up one after another.

Although he couldn't see deep into the grass, Jiang Lan was certain that a great many bones were buried beneath the soil.

Indeed, despite Fury’s seemingly reasonable words, the Avengers were not buying it. They still could not accept the idea that the government intended to provoke a Third World War.

The two Mang Gang fighters wielded a sickle and a whip, covering each other's gaps and maintaining a flawless defense, resulting in a temporary stalemate.

The others were still hesitant, but Li Lingyi suddenly lunged forward. He intended to sever the giant's head from above. Ordinary steel blades certainly wouldn't suffice, but the sharpness of his Verdict was beyond doubt; it sliced through the giant’s skin as easily as cutting a watermelon.

"These bastards, still singing even with death at their door," a soldier spat on the ground as he wound his heavy crossbow.

Though the Heavenly Dao is heartless and desireless, it does not tolerate those who act against the natural order. As the saying goes, one must follow the Heavenly Dao, not defy it; otherwise, one will surely face the divine retribution of the heavens.

In truth, he didn't need to feign anything. Having already consumed the tainted muddy spring water, he was left with an air of profound weakness and haggardness.

Yang Yi recognized this soldier; he was a veteran who had been there since the first recruitment in Locke County. He was part of Yang Yi’s true core, a brave fighter who never retreated. Yet, in the eyes of such a soldier, there was terror. What could be ahead? Yang Yi grew curious. Besides, since he’d already bragged, could he really not go and see for himself?

"Master, where else could it have come from? It came from the Wumeng Mountains," Guibao replied immediately.

Taking two more Opening Aperture Pills in succession, he stabilized his aura at the peak of the second level of the Martial Aperture Realm and continued to practice his sword techniques.

Yin Tianhua didn't have detailed information on Bai Bin, but he knew this grunt had an incredibly powerful force backing him. In the face of that force, even the political heavyweight behind the Liu family would have to concede. If his Yin family was inferior to the Lius, what could they possibly use to compete with him?