Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Two: The Land of Ten Thousand Fires

“Gurgle! Gurgle!”
The scorching lake of molten lava bubbled fiercely, constantly spewing out searing gases. Yet, atop the stone steps, Luo Hao’s mood was heavy; no one wanted to be perpetually hunted by an assassin lurking in the shadows.

“Chirp! Chirp!”
Suddenly, the Purple Spirit Eagle’s warning sounded near his ear, followed by a clamor that reached Luo Hao’s ears. He then spotted a group of dozens approaching the lava lake.

One of them, spotting the Purple Spirit Eagle perched on a low peak, immediately brightened. “It’s the Purple Spirit Eagle—just what we need, one less mount to worry about.”

Without hesitation, the man lunged at the eagle. Because of Luo Hao’s presence, the Purple Spirit Eagle was reluctant to engage in battle with others...

Xiao Yan, seeing my overly dramatic expression, still bravely ate the meal before him. However, even as he ate, his mouth never ceased speaking.

Zhao Lei’s remark left Doctor Zhao utterly confused: “What do you mean? Logically, Zheng Yungong should be trying to stop the summit, so why would he pay you?” Naturally, Doctor Zhao couldn’t comprehend.

“Hey, what are you saying! It’s just a spirit pearl—not something exceedingly precious! Maybe it’s useful outside, but at home, it’s just something to eat. Even if it’s gone, there’s more!” Ji Yunxiang smiled.

However, the involved parties were thousands of miles away. Even with this secret letter as proof and Gu Zhixing’s backing, directly convicting Lady Qin remained a challenge.

“Song Yanran has done nothing but evil; this outcome is only what she deserves. I merely have an unworthy request: I beg His Majesty to show mercy.” Su Mian’s expression was calm, but she had contemplated this matter from the very beginning.

In the end, the imperial alliance hesitated as they tentatively stepped into the realm of the Jade Pool Celestial Palace. Fortunately, no other hidden forces contested it; otherwise, their dignity would have been trampled, possibly leading to outright conflict.

Leng Ningshuang was indeed fearful, but she still summoned the courage to press on. Five hundred years had not broken her spirit; instead, they only strengthened her obsession, her perseverance, and unwavering confidence.

He sensed that the previously stable energy of the Nine Dragons’ Earth Qi had begun to tremble under the relentless clashes with the Yuan Evil Emperor.

“No, that’s not it...” Meng Qing wanted to explain but didn’t know where to begin, nor how to unravel the tangled thoughts within.

Rooney drew Luke Yang’s defense a short distance away, feigned a pass to Fletcher, but instead pulled the ball back and kicked it into the penalty area.

Within Wu Village, the scene was bustling with activity. Many villagers were busy felling trees and building their homes. The task left by Xiao Mo was to establish Wu Village as a fortress-like settlement, so it would not be large. In Xiao Mo’s design, it served merely as a cavalry training base and a forward outpost entering the grasslands.

Ultimately, China’s magic scene was quite backward, lacking a complete system or outstanding figures. Thus, although the International Magic Alliance had been established for decades, it was only in recent years that it accepted the application of the Chinese Magic Association, making it an official member.

Though today was the bar’s opening day, by the time Han Ge arrived, it was already packed to capacity.

Just when everyone thought Tian Tian’s plan was foolproof this time, a crisp snap suddenly came from the table, as if something had fallen.

“Damn it, come up with a plan!” Xian Zhenqin grew irritated seeing the silence below.

Of course, it wasn’t that over two hundred people wanted to chat with him; it was simply that whenever he met a male guest, he would inevitably greet them and offer a cigarette.

“What?” I asked in confusion. What could be worse than spitting and urinating openly?

After running more than ten miles, faint sounds of clashing blades drifted from a distance. Qin Di’s heart jolted; he thought, “Who could still be fighting with weapons at the foot of Flower Mountain?”

“Alright, stop it. Do you want to reconcile or not? If not, Zhang Liao might face administrative detention for several days,” the officer said impatiently.

Even among team fans, there were fierce quarrels, insults, and provocations. Their ability to brawl rivaled that of celebrity fan groups.