Everything Can Be Made into Scrambled Eggs

“Do you know each other?” Liang Zuan instinctively disliked others trying to curry favor with her. He had been the first to try to please her, and she was willing to let him do so; no one else should be allowed to. What if someone else managed to push him aside, and she was no longer willing to let him please her? What would he do then?

Liu Yi caught a whiff of jealousy in the air and clicked her tongue twice. Even when he was just a fledgling, he’d already been pushing the other chicks aside, fiercely competitive. Now that he had returned to human form, he was up to his old tricks again.

The sensation was incredibly real, the chill almost tangible, and the hissing behind her grew louder and more numerous. She stepped forward and gently stroked Xu Luocheng’s deathly pale face, her voice soft and mournful. “You two actually look quite alike.” Her tone was so sorrowful that Master Yuan nearly believed she’d lost the will to kill Xu Luocheng.

Just as he finished speaking, Li Ming saw the Demon Emperor’s sword and his own Heavenly Retribution strike their target. But then, his own attack was instantly dispersed by the Demon Emperor’s.

Yet, as the world’s most powerful nation, the U.S. military’s response was swift. Within ten minutes of the dragon’s rampage, five F-15 fighter jets had roared in from a nearby military base.

Within the azure sphere, a violet beam twisted like a flood dragon, agilely darting toward the two owls. At the same time, an overwhelming surge of magical power swept upward. Not daring to face it head-on, the two owls flapped their wings frantically to evade.

Fortunately, superior intelligence is a double-edged sword in the eyes of an experienced adventurer, for it also means the other party understands language and that there’s room for negotiation.

“High Priest of the Feathered Serpent Tribe, so it was you orchestrating all these tricks. I’ve heard your tribe lost many warriors for this—are you so ruthless as to sacrifice your own people?” As he spoke, Zhang Lie and Annie leapt down as well.

“What do you mean by that?” Seeing the vanished deep-sea blue flame, the Frost Elder asked in confusion.

Moonshadow had already returned to the battlefield, and because she had to protect Elder Moon, she didn’t have enough strength to form the Iron Citadel Formation. However, the Shadow Chains and Crescent Moon had already been launched, clashing with the lightning.

It is well known that the Witherthorn Curse is among the most devastating demonic powers in the world; otherwise, how could they command so many monsters and rival the great sects? Even the renowned Fox Demon Clan is wary of them. Just what kind of power does this person possess, to appear so confident in their ability to kill them?

Lin Xiangwan had always disliked the French, believing them to be cunning, sly, and fickle. Yet after listening to Xu Yunqi, she found this French dean rather charming.

As for martial arts, there was no need to compare. The masters of the Chinese Federation, famed for their prowess, served merely as referees.

Ye Jin took a deep breath, his palms chopping like axes, unleashing dozens of strikes in an instant.

Would a mother not know her own child? All these years, she’d been with only Chu Di—never with another man. How could Ye Nan possibly be anyone else’s child?

The townsfolk speculated in all sorts of ways, each adding their own rumor, turning the entrance to the Logar family home into a bustling marketplace.

Lin Tao chuckled softly, refusing to rise to the provocation. Instead, he made a clear gesture, pointing to the ring, as if to say: the outcome will be decided in the fight.

They urgently needed to know how He Liuyang had uncovered the truth and escaped from Cai Senqing, but at this moment, those questions had to be swallowed for now.

Lin Tao acted no differently from an ordinary person, not wishing to attract unnecessary trouble, especially as he was injured. Better to avoid complications than invite them. Yet life rarely goes according to plan; the more you appear easy to bully, the more others are determined to test you.

The minds of the three Spirit Sect masters were already in chaos, as the five demon gods conjured by Ye Jin’s martial intent, each embodying a different aspect, took turns ravaging their very souls.