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Everyone knows that the Underworld has two volumes: the Yang volume records the destinies of all living beings in the world, while the Yin volume records their命格 and lifespans.

Yue Miao entered the space alone, sitting by a wooden house, lost in thought. Senior Apprentice Brother still needs to help her cultivate, but if she causes him to fail his cultivation, wouldn't that make her feel guilty for life?

Of course, Zhou Yunsheng was well aware of this. The intelligence network within Guanhai has never failed since the time of the previous emperor, let alone something like this. Yelv Qi wanted to plant people in Guanhai? That was nothing but a pipe dream.

Southwind Jin was not Southwind Sheng's son, right? Yes, that son should have been highly regarded by Southwind Sheng, but reality left both of them sighing.

Yemeng moved slightly without stopping her. Qin Yaoshi had feelings; having such long iron wire inserted into her tail would surely cause pain.

After a while of talking, Gu Sinan took the pulse of Ninghe. She hadn't been needled for these few months, but she had been taking medicine. He wasn't sure how well she was doing.

Hegelin Linglin wanted to continue speaking with Qin Shuoyue, but the other party kept walking away until they disappeared from her sight.

"Fine, I can just eat beef and not pepper. You can pick all the peppers out for me," Gu Sheng's request was almost unreasonable.

After pulling at the quilt without success, she opened her eyes to meet a pair of dark purple eyes, which frightened her into jumping off the bed onto the ground.

Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones could buy an eighth-stage illusion beast! When did the emperor become so generous?

At this moment, those three peak Law Art practitioners from Hanrain Sect finally reacted. Seeing their young master's palm being blasted apart, they were shocked and quickly moved to surround Mo Ning.

She told him about Xu Han and her adoptive parents, including everything she knew about Fang Young Master's condition—nothing was left out.

However, considering Qian Sen's age, she ultimately swallowed her complaint and said nothing. Qian Sen was the pillar of the research institute; it couldn't afford to make him angry and die.

Old Man Jin’s father was the second eldest in his family, clever but lazy. According to local people, he was called "floating without substance." He didn’t want to do farm work and wanted to learn the craftsmanship skills from his ancestors. In the future, if he could escape to a place south of the border where no foreign tribes ruled, he would join textile大户s专门 for their offerings.

"You're saying we have an insider with the Lin family? Brother Long, are you suggesting there's a traitor in our house?" Jin Rouyue was greatly surprised and found it hard to believe.

The large screen directly facing the captain’s command deck showed images of the Langya Fleet. At this moment, the fleet had already set off, entering the waters outside Pearl Harbor under the leadership of the flagship "Flying Henan People," attempting to block the Seattle fleet sent to open up a route to Pearl Harbor.

Now, those who were treated like slaves and the Ming citizens who openly spoke about the Great Scholar's idle talk had completely different lives.

Upon hearing Duan Lingtian’s words, Cui Bing’s delicate body trembled slightly again, even feeling touched inside.

A total of ten levels in a 5th-level array tower, with the first level being the functional hall. From the second level onwards, each level was equipped with a teleportation array.

Yan Yang was somewhat worriedly looking at Cang Haohan. She understood the feeling of being rejected by someone she loved but was grateful for Qin Mengdie’s actions.

"Old Mò, you destroyed another table," Old Sun sighed helplessly to the elder.

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