Chapter 37: Pregnant

"What?" Ling Yun asked, his curiosity piqued. The Creation Scripture contained no record of what Creation was describing, leaving him unaware of these hidden truths.

"Rest assured, Colonel Guderian. The 24th Infantry Division can still hold its ground. If the Russians maintain this level of intensity, they will never break through our lines," Major General Bessen said, radiating confidence in his troops.

Eighty-four thousand malevolent stars were incorporated into the chessboard, joined by twenty-four thousand ordinary stars. A total of one hundred and eight thousand stars were brought into this celestial game.

Just as hypothesized, Meng Jie was voted out by the group; the revealed card confirmed her identity, and the round ended.

The mighty German Navy had dispatched only a fleet of battlecruisers on an eastern expedition, yet they had completely annihilated the island nation's navy. Had the Germans sent more warships, the islanders would have stood even less of a chance.

She was terrified that someone would try to persuade her to be with Rong Shao-chen, fearing she might lose control of her own feelings. For this reason, she had not visited her aunt's house for some time and rarely kept in touch with Zhou Meng.

Although Chen Shi and Mo Yuncong differed entirely in skin tone and hair, their features were indeed somewhat similar, especially their eyes, which looked remarkably alike when they smiled.

Once his suspicions were confirmed, Coach Tao Liyi of the South China University of Technology would not be foolish enough to let those two sets of twins from South China Normal University continue to run wild.

Watching Finn and Ais leave the station, Cheng Li lowered his head to continue reviewing the data before him.

"The so-called 'lose-lose-lose' scenario means that no one gets a good outcome, including those players on the platform waiting to be sold to the highest bidder." A warm smile played on his lips, but his eyes remained icy.

He knew well that the school entrance was prone to traffic jams, with cars blocking both sides of the road. Since Lan Zixi had just started driving her supercar and was still inexperienced, it was better not to get stuck in that congestion.

Under the guidance of Uncle Sun, Jichan-zi and his companions arrived at the largest residence in the town: the Sun Manor.

Having encountered Mu Chen and the cultivators of the Origin Realm, Shen Hongyu realized that while her accumulations in the mortal world were significant, her goals were now fixed on the Origin Realm, rendering these possessions largely useless. After a brief hesitation, she agreed.

"Mount Yangsheng is shrouded in yin energy and malevolence. Many ghosts escaped from the Underworld reside here, as it not only helps them evade the pursuit of the Yama Kings but also assists them in practicing forbidden divine-ghost arts," Master Zhang continued.

The disciples and elders of the Qingyun Sect on the ground stared in horror, unable to fathom how such a massive object could have levitated into the air.

Her envy toward Mu Qianmei had curdled into deep hatred. The tone of her voice suggested that if Mu Qianmei were standing before her, she would kill her instantly to reclaim what she believed belonged to her.

Hong Tao cast a helpless glance at Luo Jia, his meaning clear: he had been sparring with these people for months, and life had been truly exhausting.

Xin Ping had always been conceited about his intellect and held himself in high regard. How could he tolerate such disparagement from Gongsun Ming? In his extreme rage, he disregarded the occasion and opened his mouth to berate him.

Watching the wisps of smoke drift away, Ye Bugui suddenly felt a sense of trance. For some reason, his lips felt numb. Was it sorrow or some other emotion clouding his heart? He did not quite understand.

The voices grew louder—first the yamen runners, then the commoners; one hundred, five hundred, one thousand strong.

It was a pity that he was not the commander-in-chief, nor did he hold the highest status among Wang Zongshou's deputies. Furthermore, although Zhang Wu felt uneasy, he had no evidence to present; convincing the other confident generals was no easy task.

Watching this scene, Judge Lu sighed softly and flicked his sleeve. Old Master Lin’s body shivered and solidified. Lin Jie’s aunt, finally able to touch her father, broke into uncontrollable sobs while clutching his legs. The other three knelt, their faces filled with guilt.

Yan Zhen struck again, his blow landing on the water's surface. It was the "Submerged Water Stance," executed for the ninth time.

"A bunch of schemers!" An Zi gnashed his teeth, cursing under his breath as he sulked away, his mind racing with the realization that Lu Fang was certainly not the one who had dug this trap.

"What on earth did you do to him?" the boss barked at Wang Chen, his anxious expression revealing how much he cared for A'kuan.

Lu Yu made an immediate decision; there was no time to lose. He chose to lure the lethal rat-like beast away from the horde and the cave, partly for the safety of the three of them and partly to minimize interference from other beasts.

Hui Jue sat alone, cross-legged on that silent planet, guarding the world in solitude.

The enemy force numbered nearly five thousand, far outstripping Ma Ye’s troops, and they held the advantage of a surprise attack. Yet, by the end of the battle, the Chu army had gained little to their advantage.

Ever since leaving the Han Dynasty, Princess Jielan had never intended to become the consort of the Left Wise King; she had simply been forced to leave to protect the lives of her family.

Because he had long since understood what kind of person Hui Jue was, and understood the resolve held within Hui Jue’s heart at that very moment.

The status of Crown Prince's Tutor did not cause Gu Qingyun much trouble. After finishing the affairs with the foreign delegation, the Court of State Ceremonial entered a period of leisure, with no further pressure until the end of the year when regional officials would come to the capital for an audience and vassal states would arrive with tributes. Thus, he had time to prepare his lessons at a leisurely pace.

"Shenzhi!" Magistrate Ning could not help but show a pleasantly surprised smile. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Please, come in, come in. It’s windy outside, and we have floor heating inside." After speaking, his gaze immediately shifted to the young man beside Gu Qingyun.

The Grand Madame widened her eyes in disbelief, and Madame Yuan was stunned—the Third Master of the Su family was not actually born of the Grand Madame.

Ying Qian furrowed his brows, watching the army lined up in silent stillness. His palms grew sweaty, and a sudden sense of panic and unease took hold of his heart.

With three generations of nobility and seven generations of a distinguished clan, the immense wealth had truly reached its zenith by An Zeyu’s time. Yet, he had no desire to live off his inheritance; had he chosen to sell even a single item, it would have been enough to cover his expenses for a lifetime.