Chapter 124: Boiling a Frog in Warm Water

Asking for your opinion was a courtesy I extended to you. Since you do not know how to seize this opportunity, there is no longer any need for me to show you any respect.
Zhao Su sneered inwardly, a trace of killing intent already rising in his heart.
Zheng Yang also sensed the Crown Prince’s murderous intent, yet for the sake of the interests of the five great clans and seven prominent families, he had to steel himself and oppose him.
Taking a deep breath, he continued, "Your Highness, the officials..."
Furthermore, once the selection process begins, if this dress wins, the previous one will naturally be disqualified from winning.
Such boasts as "beating the Shaolin and kicking the Wudang" were nothing here. Entry-level cultivators were guaranteed to reach the Xiantian realm, and the place was overseen by Great Cultivators. The goods were so rare they were seldom seen in the mortal world; Zhuang Jian saw at least three or four shops selling thousand-year-old spirit herbs, and even flying swords and magical artifacts could be custom-made.
"First, we aren't that close, and second, would you mind moving aside?" Chen Yujia said coldly once more, pulling Wang Qi, who was standing nearby, as she prepared to leave.
The former type of pain was swift and clean, but the latter involved being constantly drained of nutrients by an alien egg, forcing one to endure the agonizing torture of a slow death.
Within his body, the pink aura was imprisoned by the golden sarira. The golden light had dissipated, and the Heavenly Demon hidden within was doing its utmost to suppress and contain the infection of the Herrscher.
"Since we've run into you, we might as well join your team," Jiang Yuxuan said quite casually.
"This is what happens to rogue cultivators—they are self-important and don't know the immensity of heaven and earth." The team member waved his hand, and the headless corpse was sent flying, blood spraying across the courtyard.
The officials in the room argued among themselves, while Aiger meticulously reviewed the post-battle report sent from Ice Gorge Harbor.
Yun Long was so terrified that his face turned deathly pale. Su Chen’s retort from just a moment ago had made him feel that this "Big Brother" was far too fierce; after all, it had already caused the Pei family to lose face.
The next day after dinner, the training concluded, and the wedding began. All the members of the Xianghu Detachment attended, and other soldiers who were training heard the news and rushed over to watch the festivities.
Although he had never tried performing such a seamless combination of moves before—having always paused between strikes—the middle-aged man gave him such a dangerous feeling that Cheng Yaojin ignored the massive drain on his internal energy, executing the two strikes as if they were one.
He had thought of Chu Ling'er at the time, and now that the opportunity had arisen, he would naturally ask her to examine this Alliance Token.
Bai Qingsheng’s words were intended to goad the monkey into acting, but the effect was quite the opposite. His words actually caused the monkey to calm down. The monkey relaxed his clenched fists and stopped biting his lip. A subtle, imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Li Shang smiled and shook his head; he couldn't help but guess what Liu Yiqing was thinking, but he said nothing.
Bullets constantly struck the flying saucer, ringing out with a metallic clatter, but they failed to penetrate it, producing nothing more than a relentless din.
Bill Gates suddenly spoke, asking a question completely unrelated to Li Shang, causing everyone to arch their brows in surprise, unable to understand what he was trying to do.
In Yanjing, at Li Shang’s home, his parents sat on the sofa, listless and filled with worry.
The incident ended as abruptly as it had begun. The mountain forest returned to its original silence. A faint light shone from the wooden cabin. The mountain breeze blew, and the pines roared in the wind.
A sudden sound echoed through the silent base, leaving everyone present stunned. But once they recovered, no one spoke; they merely looked at one another, clearly unsure of what to do.
"You mean to say she is aloof, don't you?" Su Ruhui pulled the hairpin from her hair and said with a hint of fatigue.
At first glance, amidst the chilling, whistling wind of the summoner, it was not the breeze that stirred the grass in the jungle, but the footsteps of two killers hunting one another.