Has substitute number 48 played today?

"Did you hear that?" With a smug grin, Yao Tie gave a dramatic roll of his eyes and followed along with a spring in his step.

Now, with the Ark Project successfully developed, Niming was finally about to witness this miraculous moment.

"Wow, does this mean the members of the High Master's Mansion will get to dine with the emperor in the palace?" Hou Zhenshan thumped his chest excitedly, nearly beside himself with enthusiasm.

But extremes beget their opposites. Throughout the entire existence of the Nine-Headed Serpent clan, not a single one had ever transformed into a member of the dragon race.

"Holy crap!" Watching Luo Yan's serious demeanor suddenly morph into that of a sleazy old man, Ye Feng's mind flashed the words "disgraceful elder."

Although the Heaven-Shattering Palm had gathered formidable momentum, it still required human support. If Su Yi's power could be disrupted first and he failed to unleash the technique again, then even such overwhelming force would quickly dissipate and vanish.

"Hehe, now we just have to wait for the heretics from the Wheel Sect," Gui Die said, resting her chin in her hand, her charm on full display. The chilling wind stirred her skirt, and she seemed like a fluttering violet butterfly—truly the only highlight in that underground cavern.

As the incantation, laced with a fierce desire to destroy Imhoton, was recited, an unfamiliar current of magic surged through the tomb—one that Imhoton himself could not control.

Yet when Avi personally witnessed the church knights, it was at the moment when those same knights were escorting their own companions.

Outside the VIP intensive care unit on the hospital's third floor, Nangong Chu, seeing that Zhang Shaoqiang had already perished, hurriedly left the scene. The toxic smoke in Zhang Shaoqiang's room had not yet fully dissipated.

In the days that followed, Luo Sihan stayed at the Divine Sun Sect alongside members of the Heavenly Wolf Sect! Meanwhile, Yang Junyu and the sisters Yang Xin visited Luo Sihan daily, ostensibly to exchange martial arts skills, though there was never much of real substance.

This was a cultivation method deeply entwined with one’s very life and soul. This explained why spiritual weapons could be wielded as if they were extensions of the body, could strike from afar, or even summon their own spirits to fight alongside their masters.

"In the morning, Meng Zhijun came to see me and gave me this phone." Wiping away cold sweat, pulling on his coat, and popping a donut into his mouth, Chen Yi finally cradled the still-warm teacup in his hands, beginning to gather his thoughts.

If he chose to remain in the Rakshasa Empire, his original goal would be achieved, for he would have one less powerful adversary.

His military duties left him little time to stay at the Central China Military Academy. After a quick inspection, he departed the academy accompanied by Han Qumin and others.

"Brother Qin, we understand that much. But do you have any good ideas?" At this point, Yu Jun was the first to speak up. Having not acquired the spiritual armor himself, he felt even less confident about passing through the passage into the treasure vault.

Inscribed above the dragon's head in seal script were the words "Nine Sons," while at the front was carved, "Supervised by Wang Jinqing in the Jiazi Year of the Jiaqing Era." The ink was fragrant and the gloss as deep as lacquer.

Seeing Song Hanlin in such a state, Yisheng couldn't help but think of his own father, vowing silently never to let a day come when he would cause his father such grief and sorrow.

His words received no reply; the three attackers only grew fiercer. Only now did he understand that they must either be blackmailed by some mastermind or directly controlled at the soul level. No matter what he said, there was no hope for reconciliation.

Leaving the great cavern, Andy discovered a hidden map. Above his head was a ceiling of packed earth, and all around were luminous plants. Beneath his feet, an endless chasm teemed with monsters—huge fish-bone beasts whose attributes could not be discerned even with the magic eye.

If he had never slept with He Lian, Dong Zhuo would have seen her merely as a family under house arrest. But now, after their union, everything had changed in an instant.

So, when he left Prince Ning's residence a little dispirited, he glanced back at the plaque above the entrance, a faint smile curling at his lips.

After seeing what the skill could do, Andy immediately knew the best time to use it. This was a trump card—an extraordinarily powerful one at that.

There was silver in their hands, yet the family still ate these meager meals. It was suffocating. Luckily, Mother was frugal and didn't buy fabric or other things—otherwise, those women would have profited instead.

If she continued to delay having children, she was certain Zhu Qing would never continue to dote on her as he did now, and might even begin to resent her.

"The Nether Rat made it through here, so there shouldn't be any problems inside," Poppy said, stepping forward and reaching out to push open the stone door.

"Liu Wu, go and teach him a lesson first," Duan Tianqing ordered, wanting to see Yu Sheng's skills before making his move.

"Ah! You pervert. What nonsense are you saying?" Ouyang Yingqi cried out in a fluster, reverting to her old way of addressing Nuo Mingyu. "Who told you to laugh at me?"

All twelve knew the attributes of the monsters in the Warrior-level dungeon, since others had shared this information for free. With everyone equipped with golden gear, they were brimming with confidence about clearing the dungeon.

Chang Qingfan became nervous at Liu Yunyun's words and nodded solemnly to show she understood, though her sparkling eyes betrayed her excitement and apprehension.

After all they had been through, and several brushes with death, the two of them had forged a deep and lasting friendship.

"Don't worry, Master. I guarantee this is right," Shi Hao declared with absolute conviction before quietly leaving. After a while, Leng Hanche went to Qu Wurong's room. Seeing that Qu Wurong was truly asleep, Leng Hanche just stood there watching until he thought she was about to wake up, and only then did he leave.

Facing these branching paths, even Su Rimu was momentarily stunned. After a brief silence, he set his jaw and began to study the differences between each fork closely.