Volume 1, Chapter 21: The Power of an Idol

Perhaps this ending is for the best, as far as I am concerned. I never intended to save the world; I only wanted to protect my family and friends. I have no desire to wear such a heavy mantle.

"Enough, enough, don't give me the details. I only ask you: what are your plans, and does he know?" Nie Fenghua took a deep breath. It seemed all plans would have to be moved forward; indeed, plans never keep pace with change.

"Everyone, please stay calm. If you have any concerns, you may discuss them with me. Please, no shouting," the manager shouted at the top of his lungs.

Lu Yu figured something must have happened. He even suspected that the force outside the Three Realms, which had been threatening this place all along, had launched an attack. But he never expected... that it would be the Human Realm.

"Scoundrel! How dare you insult His Highness the Second Prince! You are courting death!" A freshman, eager to curry favor with the Second Prince, drew his blade and roared as he charged at Le Bing.

Suddenly, a strange magical beast, shaped like a muntjac and over a meter long, tore through the weeds and lunged at Leng Meiying with a sharp shriek.

A week later, Song Li finally obtained the healer's potion and had it delivered. As we planned, she would use her position to smuggle a group of rebels into the Heavenly Domain. When the time came, Huo Tianlin would seize control of the Silver-Haired family's territory while the others struck the Heavenly Domain's army. A storm was about to break.

As a student at Xize University, Shen Cheng differed from Gu Bei in that he lacked a "get out of jail free" card that allowed one to be late, skip classes for a semester, or even miss exams without consequence. His counselor, Wang Lei, had spoken to him several times. Shen Cheng had originally wanted to drop out just like Gu Bei, but his situation was far more complicated.

"It seems love still cannot withstand the temptation of money." Although Ning Tao had braced himself, he still felt a pang of heartache.

I wanted to tell him what Wei Zai had done to me, but I felt it wasn't appropriate to discuss such things with him. In the end, I just smiled and said nothing.

Upon seeing the captain and his two men aiming their weapons at Gui Ci, the soldiers of the Iron Wall immediately raised their own guns at them, barking orders for them to put their weapons down.

Was Feng Qingyang truly a friend or a foe? Was he really, as he appeared, on good terms with Feng Qingying and thus standing on Lilith’s side?

For Zhou You, it was too early to look at the open or sealed bids. With so much time, it would be better to try his luck at the stalls. If he could find President Lin's stall or that of a Burmese smuggler, his chances of winning would certainly increase significantly.

"Su—no, Meiyu. Can we not talk about this right now? Just focus on recovering from your injuries. Call your dormitory and let them know, so they don't worry," Wei Junsheng said with a helpless sigh.

Zhou You had shown them kindness, and they showed him loyalty; such scenes were rare in the profit-driven world of jade gambling.

I immediately realized who had sent it. How could the police not have wind of information regarding a gathering like this, reminiscent of a gangland meeting?

As for Ma Jing, she appeared mostly unnatural, lost, and dejected. However, my attention was focused almost entirely on Zhang Muqing; I paid little heed to Ma Jing.

Indeed, when Murong Hai saw the appearance of the raw stone, he smiled and simply had the staff take it to the side of the ring to be slowly ground down, not taking the stone seriously at all.

Zhuo Heng dared not make a sound. He simply waved his hand. He Shi clutched her handkerchief, with the sorrowful-looking Ji Wei by her side. She sat upright with a virtuous and decorous air, staring blankly into the distance as if worried for the Empress Dowager. Mu Biwei entered, Ji Shen glanced at her, waived the formalities, and had no heart to say anything.

He stomped his feet with force, the golden light shattering the earth, and his figure shot toward Yuan Hao like a lightning bolt.

Humans, at the end of the day, are biological entities. The primary instinct of any living being is survival; in the face of survival, notions like gentlemanly conduct are complete nonsense.

His life’s path was truly filled with obstacles. Why were the circumstances always stronger than he was? Ye Zheng raised his hands in surrender.

The two Chinese individuals who had vanished alongside the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Suye City finally surfaced, carrying the injured Ksitigarbha and Xue Zhi with them.

Having been teased for the past two days, she was caught in an internal conflict and couldn't even bring herself to test Young Master Qi.

The others saw Officer Xie nodding repeatedly, his expression growing increasingly grave, and they were filled with confusion.

Bao Biao took it and examined it repeatedly for a long time. There was no brand, but based on his eye for these things, it was no ordinary object.

Mingxin held her hand to her slightly trembling chest, speaking with a hurried voice that was laced with both joy and longing.

Humans, at the end of the day, are biological entities. The primary instinct of any living being is survival; in the face of survival, notions like gentlemanly conduct are complete nonsense.

Xia Yuan finalized the arrangements for Bai Wujiu's operation that night, then secretly and discreetly traveled by car to Jiang Yancheng's residence.

Deceived by the false Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Mount Ling, the Monkey King also returned to the Three Realms and began his journey to find the reincarnated holy child.

"Who is willing to be a slave, who is willing to be a beast of burden? The fires of humanity have ignited across all of Europe..." Professor Shi began to sing *Midnight Songs*.

"You—how do you know? But that doesn't mean I'm sick, and it's none of your business. If you keep causing trouble, I'll have someone throw you out!" Philine did not believe for a second that Xu Chuan was capable of healing; he looked much more like a troublemaker.

He didn't even want them to accompany him; she was truly terrified that he might do something foolish.

Despite their firm belief that Tang Yan would crush everyone in the graduation exam without any risk of failure.

Suddenly, it dawned on him in hindsight that the 14th was likely White Valentine's Day.

It was as if the two-dimensional atmosphere of *Weathering with You* had descended into reality; everything was dazzlingly beautiful.

Tong Xuepian broke free from his embrace, turned, and slapped the man hard across the face. That’s right, the child in her womb was not Jun Jie's, but it could only ever be Jun Jie's.

"I'll call Weiyu later and tell her where we're meeting. Your place?" she asked.

His teacher was Gu Ling, the Zither Saint of the Beiming Sword Sect. To them, the zither was not an art, but a martial skill. A few years ago in Yangzhou, Cui Fu had taken on ten opponents at once, crushing the ten most famous courtesans with his zither skills.

In private, Si Ruixiao was actually a quiet and aloof person; only when among close friends like Mo Yitian could he let his guard down and show his true self.

He used two or three handkerchiefs in this manner, finally managing to wipe everything off her face, before shoving the cloths into Zhu Yingtai's hands.