Immortal Riding the Tides

But the Imperial Mentor Kun Moyu had already refined the spirit stones, and the vortex-shaped artifact within his dantian could absorb and transform anything foreign. Though the demonic energy was fierce, it could not harm him yet.

Kun Moyu immediately activated the vortex artifact, and a tremendous devouring force surged forth. The demonic aura roiled wildly, swiftly drawn in, and within seconds, every trace of the black miasma was sucked away by the vortex, vanishing completely without a drop remaining.

Su Qiao’er’s eyes widened in astonishment.

When Chu Shi saw them leave, he returned to his room and glanced over the latest updates, clearly having the entire situation in the southern city at his fingertips.

The Heretic Dao leapt to his feet, his cold gaze fixed on Shangguan Shuo. “What fiend dares ensnare me with ghostly vapors? Do you know who I am?” As he spoke, his eyes landed on the black-robed man standing with hands folded behind his back.

This was what angered Grandfather most: never had he imagined that, after a lifetime of honor, he would raise a child like Nan Qingqiu.

“Go inside!” Chen Guoping cast a disgruntled glance at Bo Ye not far away and spoke with clear irritation.

“Impossible. Could Luo Cheng fly? The treacherous pass at Jingxing—did he simply soar over it?” One general could not help but protest.

“The Dragon Emperor forbids you and your son to meet?” Qing Zhi recalled how the Dragon Emperor had recently led men to capture Xuan Ming Mingye and naturally associated him with a callous, enraged ruler, imprisoning the Dragon Empress and forbidding her contact with Xuan Ming.

As soon as Su Jiankang’s video was released, as expected, a flood of complaints appeared in the comments below.

With such breathtaking beauty, any man who beheld her would surely have his darkest desires awakened, wanting nothing more than to press her down and lavish her with fierce affection.

Assistant director Yi Quan sighed helplessly from below the stage, as if finally understanding what Li Zekun had meant with his words back then.

Murong Qianqian slid her hand along his waist, touching him lightly. The sensation was pleasing to the touch, and simply feeling it stirred something within her.

“What do you need confidence for? Why do you keep coming to us again and again? You’re not like some people who enjoy bullying strangers, are you?” Long Jingyu questioned, one inquiry after another.

“The Crimson Armored Army!” Lan Mei nearly cried out in shock, her astonished expression leaving Lan Luyi momentarily dumbfounded.

Judge Dai was trembling all over. She did not think Han Dong was insane; rather, he was a terrifyingly calm, utterly reckless wild lawyer. Such wild lawyers were the most unpredictable and, when provoked, the hardest to handle.

Lei Jian watched as Song Tiedan suddenly collapsed forward. He darted ahead, catching Song in his arms and slowly lowering him to the ground, letting Song lean against his embrace.

Han Dong had learned his lesson after his previous one hundred thousand in cash was confiscated; this time, he didn’t foolishly lug tens of thousands in cash home. Instead, he bought a few rare Jiangshan cigarettes and some valuable tonics, flew straight to his provincial capital hometown, then went by car and tractor, finally making his way back home after many twists and turns.

Master Wang’s agent contacted Han Dong by phone immediately, requesting he transfer the rights. Han Dong, preoccupied with his mother’s illness, kept putting off the meeting.

Four-Eyes was righteously indignant. He loved meat above all else, and a day without it left him miserable. After school started, his meager allowance could no longer afford him meat, which infuriated him.

When the queen fainted, everyone rushed around in a panic to care for Han Yan. Han Qian immediately had someone escort Mi Si away, ordered Meng Yao to await punishment outside the hall, summoned the royal physician, and sent someone to report to Zhao Yong.

Murong Ruoling was amused by Fatty’s antics, but soon resumed her usual icy demeanor.

Chief of Staff Dao Tian spoke cautiously: “General Katayama, at the Beishan Eight Route Army’s mountain positions, our Imperial Japanese Army dispatched one and a half battalions, launched seven fierce assaults, but their positions seem to have been reinforced. The firepower is intense, and our attacking units have been unable to break through for quite some time.”

A black war spear suddenly shot out from between Jiang Yun’s brows, piercing straight through Florena’s body.