Chapter 25: Time is Running Out

Pedra de Apoio Não concedido a Chen. 1263 words 2026-08-04 22:06:15

Soft jade and warm fragrance, a beauty lies reclining.
Amidst the chaotic aftermath of the battle, Shi Ran panted shallowly.
The tears she had held back earlier finally burst forth, flowing uncontrollably under the repeated onslaught.
She had failed to keep her composure.
So much so that she hadn't even noticed when Zuo Jiaqi had left.
Shi Ran looked at the documents crushed and wrinkled all around her, and she turned them over with great effort.

As a member of the Hatake clan, Kakashi’s taijutsu was actually quite formidable; he could even be considered a genius whose true potential was obscured by the Sharingan. His father, the White Fang of the Leaf, was a man who, with a single blade, once held a reputation that eclipsed the Sannin.

"No, that’s not it." Mel set down her coffee cup. For the first time, the optimistic expression faded from her cheeks, and a look of helpless regret lingered between her brows.

On the phone, Gleason indicated that Skadi was currently being held at the temporary headquarters of the Central Army on the outskirts of the Royal Academy. He had already dispatched people to negotiate, and there would be a result by this evening at the latest.

The moment the Primal Imperial Clan’s sacred fire was released, both of their imperial bloodlines were pushed to their absolute limits.

Through the heavy mist, he seemed to see a distant and unknown place that held a faint connection to him.

"You're courting death!" Huo Wu roared in anger. A flaming shadow suddenly appeared behind Ma Hongjun, and then it smashed a fist toward his head.

"I’m afraid it would require too much manpower and resources. I don't think you can bear the cost, so it might be better to just forget it."

Mi Lele sighed along with her, though she offered no opinion. She was fine with joining Ning Shuangshuang in criticizing the eldest sister-in-law, but when the target turned out to be the woman's own older brother, Mi Lele felt it was best not to follow suit.

Because once a cultivator possesses the "Do-Over" skill, it is equivalent to doubling the power of all their other abilities.

Watching Mi Lele climb into the guard's hovercar, Jiang Zhige looked on with such yearning that he could not have looked more pitiful.

Countless enemy magic treasures attacked the grand formation simultaneously, and the intense backlash was more than the cultivators on their side could withstand.

"Who’s there?" The cold sweat that broke out on Lin Yi’s forehead was not caused by the pressure of the broken sword, but by a fear rising from the depths of his soul.

Perhaps because Lee Jae-yong had spent quite a while chatting with the two, Lee Jian-hee, sitting in the viewing stand, grew impatient. He walked down specifically to inquire about the situation, and only after confirming that the race cars were ready did he nod with satisfaction and head back toward the stands above.

Long Yiyuan stepped onto the Sword Mountain. Under the gaze of the crowd, he casually drew one of the swords. The blade flashed with a silver-white light in the sunlight. He closed his eyes, silently sensing the connection between the sword and himself.

"Alright, I will!" Lee Jae-yong agreed with a smile, showing no trace of the friction he had with Zhang Junfeng just a few days ago.

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall of the Murong Estate, in the fleeting instant when the lights went out, Prince Duan was abducted. When the candles were relit, Qing Qiudie discovered that her beloved Prince had vanished, and she was devastated. Xueqin also believed that the Prince’s capture boded ill, and she felt deeply troubled.

Ji Qingxuan called out toward Li Changqing, but Li Changqing acted as if he hadn't heard, looking at Nangong Yushi with a mocking gaze.

"Wolf cub?" Shen Qingtang hesitated for a moment before tentatively reaching out to take A-Heng’s front paw. A-Heng cooperated, looking at Shen Qingtang with bright, shimmering eyes and baring his teeth as if smiling at her.

What is happening? Why has such a massive amount of thunder appeared all of a sudden? These were not generated by my Heavenly Tribulation Umbrella; could it be that I am using the wrong method?

She wanted to express her gratitude, but tears welled up in her eyes, making it impossible to speak a complete sentence.

Baochai’s figure was plump and crystalline, like fine jade, and she truly carried a natural fragrance. Coupled with the fact that she had just bathed, she was intoxicatingly beautiful.