Chapter 58: Dai Mubai vs. Ning Xi

Dai Mubai wore a grave expression as he lunged fiercely toward Ning Xi, moving with lightning speed, his fists condensed with formidable soul power.

Ning Xi’s gaze sharpened. The first soul ring beneath her feet lit up, instantly blooming with a purple radiance.

She swung the Seven-Kill Sword, and the lightning force coating the blade erupted instantly, forming a thunderous slash several meters long.

"First Soul Skill, Thunderstorm Slash!" Ning Xi calmly declared, and the lightning slash shot forth like a bolt of lightning, cleaving directly toward Dai Mubai.

It was glaringly obvious that this entire setup was orchestrated by the Pan family with the malicious intent of framing the Wu family, yet they had the audacity to turn things around and falsely accuse others in return.

Not only did Bei Ming possess Seven-Star Winged God bloodline of this tier, but just like Xiao Ye, he had actually refined it to the realm of complete mastery.

"Boom!" Like a breached dam, the insects in the corner surged out from the wall, instantly surrounding Xiong Ti. From the outside, nothing could be seen except a mass of blue poisonous mist.

Old Sun blinked to show he understood, then, with a roll of his eyes, he scrambled onto the bed, picked up the remote control, turned on the television, and switched to the opera channel. Listening to the traditional melodies playing from the box, he happily rocked his head back and forth with great delight.

On the two grand pillars in front of the main gate hung the customary couplet: Jade rolls upon the glittering balconies, and pearl curtains shroud the doors.

Knowing that Old Master Lu was merely speaking out of frustration, Old Madam Lu gave a dry cough and signaled Nanny Qian with her eyes. Nanny Qian hurriedly led the attendants away in silent discretion.

Yet at this moment, all she heard from the other end was the sound of heavy panting; Dr. Cheng said nothing more. Qingli instantly felt that something was amiss—something was terribly wrong—and her heart leaped directly into her throat.

During the day, leading a large group of people, they toured the famous historical sites and scenic spots of the capital. Everyone tasted all kinds of specialty foods, and items were bought entirely on a whim without needing to give money a second thought.

Xiao Ye’s method was extraordinarily simple. He merely stepped through the starry expanse as if strolling through a tranquil field, yet his footsteps caused the very cosmos to heave and surge like a turbulent sea.

Su Miao felt she was beginning to understand why Dongpingmen harbored such a physiological aversion to the competition stage. Perhaps it was because he could never forget how, when he was once radiant and full of spirit upon that stage, his wife was struggling bitterly on a hospital bed. Yet, bound by the words his wife had left behind, he likely wished to fulfill that unfinished dream.

For some unknown reason, when Xu Lun saw this red kappa realize his identity had been exposed, not only did he show no panic, but he actually grew immensely delighted.

Extreme battle intent is an ability that grows stronger the more one fights, making berserkers arguably the strongest yet most vulnerable members of a team.

The Macedonian phalanx advanced like an unstoppable torrent, the soldiers' eyes blazing with excitement as they roared and charged right into the middle of the shooting range.

Though spoken with honeyed words, it naturally won over everyone's affections. Consequently, the Baishi Stronghold hastily prepared a lavish banquet to host the guests, refusing to stop until every last one of them was thoroughly intoxicated.

The Fool’s Die grew in size the moment it left Alexandria’s hand, reverting to its original transparent box-like appearance.

It was not until evening that Wanrong finally woke up, having enjoyed a deeply peaceful slumber. Summoning He Siban and Zihui, she chose to dine right in the room rather than going downstairs. Seeing Lin Wanrong still looking freshly awakened and continually placing food onto Wang Rui’s plate, He Siban and Zihui exchanged a knowing look that any man would understand, leaving Wang Rui with no choice but to pretend he saw nothing.

The entire grove instantly turned to fine powder under the unbearable collision of the two spiritual forces, leaving a massive, barren clearing upon the ground.

Lu Ding and Meng Ming had lived here for a period of time before, and the auntie always cooked these dishes for them, so both of them had grown accustomed to it.

On multiple occasions, she had come to her cousin's aid, and with her earnest explanations, the misunderstandings had all but dissolved.

Yet now, with Mai Wantian around, she harbored no aversion whatsoever toward her grandfather and treated him exceptionally well. This brought Mai Tian immense joy.

Wan Li was a soft-hearted person. After listening to Dayi's sorrowful past, while using his professional psychological knowledge to counsel her, he also felt a measure of sympathy for her, resenting Bao Datong for making his sister's childhood so profoundly lonely.