Chapter 159: A Cat That Stole the Cream

She grew shy.
Jin Yuan, acting like a cat that had stolen the cream, whispered quietly into his wife's ear.
"It'll be fine as long as that child isn't around."
At that moment, a kick landed on his foot. Though neither too light nor too heavy, it still carried a strong sense of presence.
Blushing deeply, Yuan Xiangdie stamped her foot and hurried away, sitting down beside the child. She pulled the little one into her arms to hide her burning face.
With her complexion flushed from the heat, Jin Yuan could only chuckle as he placed the items on the table, turning back to coax his blushing bride. "Oh dear, what should I do? My little wife is angry."
Those who had been exposed by him previously no longer had any foothold left in...
Having passed the strength trial, the combat trial came next. The combat assessment was divided into ten levels, with a resting period granted after each level successfully challenged.
His side-parted hair and sickly pale complexion gave him a somewhat frail appearance. Combined with his distinctive temperament, he naturally drew a wave of gazes in the supermarket. Right now, several older women were pointing at Su Zimo and whispering among themselves, wearing enigmatic smiles.
However, this was all temporary. A minute later, Zheng Ji also reached his limit. His mind felt as dry as the Sahara Desert, his consciousness teetering on the verge of dissolution, unable to gather even the slightest thread of spiritual focus.
With a flick of his hand, a streak of dark light shot from the hunter's grasp like a black lightning bolt, vanishing from Yuan Xing's sight in the blink of an eye.
The starry array diagrams existing between heaven and earth originated from the demon emperor Di Jun, and were later refined by Haotian into a series of divine positions ranging from the first to the ninth grade. Now, however, not only had they been scattered, but some were even lost. To the six emperors, the divine stele carried by Chen Jing was a fragment split from that foundational array diagram.
Of course, Lie Ying was indeed heading to the Holy City to attend the Martial Arts Tournament, but there was no need to arrive quite so early.
Chu Tianyu felt as though his head had been struck by a heavy object, a ringing noise echoing inside his skull, followed instantly by circles of stars spinning around his vision.
Within the Guanghan Palace, so many senior apprentice brothers and sisters had been unable to cause the slightest anomaly in the green lamp. Yet the moment she stepped into the palace, the lamp's green flame began to flicker and emerge.
Compared to Princess Murong Xin, this was her home turf, and everyone hoped to see her emerge victorious.
At first, no adventurers attacked Duan Qiu and his group; their gear made it obvious they were not to be trifled with. But as the group drew closer to the ore deposits, several adventurer teams launched simultaneous attacks against them.
"Guild Master, are we finally marching into the Rubik's Cube world?" Following the collective cheer, an ordinary member of the Navy Headquarters asked the question.
The Fire Rock Kingdom was separated from the Nebula Kingdom by three other kingdoms, serving as a designated border zone agreed upon by the Holy Light Clan and the Four Clans.
A monster of this caliber possessed combat prowess comparable to a mighty being at the seventh or eighth tier of the Human Sovereign Realm—far beyond what they could hope to resist.
"What are the Guild Master and the others doing on the island?" Captain Sha, usually reticent and quiet, spoke up once more.
"Haha, Brother Yun, of course I'd want nothing more than to be sworn brothers with you. In fact, just not long ago, another brother and I stood right here on this broken bridge in K City, beneath this very bright moon, and after getting hopelessly drunk, swore an oath of life and death brotherhood!" Lin Hao said.
She walked through myriad flames, treading on snow-white delicate feet with a radiant smile. A single glance could captivate a man, another could topple a city, her spirited eyes brimming with vibrant grace.
Unlike the steadfast fans of the four, however, most people found themselves wrestling with a dilemma, unsure of which match they ought to watch.
Faced with a life-or-death crisis, Tang Chen no longer held back his strength. He knew his only option now was to withstand this single blow and then look for an opportunity to escape—that was his plan for what lay ahead.
A moment later, a grand hall appeared before Tang Chen's eyes. The walls on both sides were made of black rock, chiseled into the outlines of wall bricks, but the front wall was a natural cliff face. It looked as though this had never been a passageway at all, but a dead end.
Even a highly skilled martial artist, unless they had reached the Xiantian Late Stage, would be affected by the Heirloom Seal, their strength severely restricted within a radius of a few meters around it.