25. Containing Warmth

Tang Xiangxiang’s plan was to recuperate for three to six months to stabilize her menstrual cycle before considering a time to conceive. This time, she would seek medical attention openly, using postpartum hormonal imbalance as her reason.

However, by the time Nie Xiangbei regained his composure and wanted to give chase, Jiang Hua had turned a corner and vanished.

Luffy and the others followed suit. Upon stepping outside, they were met with a blinding light overhead, and above that, there was... a whale wearing a crown?

Old Master Ye observed all of this in silence. He sat down quietly beside Ye Liang and Han Jiujiu, keeping a distance from Jin Fan. Mother Ye had originally intended to arrange for them to sit closer, but fearing it would make Han Jiujiu jealous, she refrained.

In the center was a coiled dragon with wide, piercing eyes! Although it was carved, those dragon eyes looked so lifelike that no matter which angle one looked from, it felt as if they were staring right at you.

Nie Xiangbei was momentarily stunned, but she said nothing and obeyed quietly; Jiang Hua’s gaze had truly frightened her.

The dishes were, of course, Chinese-style: Suzhou-style dim sum, dried and fresh seafood from Fujian and Guangdong, and mountain delicacies, beef, and lamb from the northwestern provinces. The cooking techniques drew from the best of the Eight Great Cuisines, ensuring that the appearance, aroma, and taste were all exceptionally authentic.

Afterward, Gu Haidong used his father’s influence to disqualify the Changxu Group from the bidding process.

Usopp said nothing more and simply hugged him. Buggy watched quietly from the side without a word.

As the stone-cutting machine continued to grind away, the screams from the crowd grew louder. Everyone crowded to the front, staring intently at the rock.

The TPC faced such a grave issue that it not only left the GUYS on Earth deeply worried, but also unsettled the aliens residing on the planet, who feared that the TPC would seek retaliation against them. The TPC Earth Base’s prison for extraterrestrial lifeforms had a truly terrifying reputation.

Upon seeing a man of such size for the first time, Guan Yang couldn't help but think how incredibly fat he was; he had never seen anyone so obese before.

Since his rebirth, he had dedicated his spare time to writing a work that remained unfinished in his past life. Now, the first volume was nearly complete.

"Then let's begin." Dr. Nishimura took action immediately. He had to satisfy the demands of his superiors, as the research funding was still controlled by Misaki Yuki. If they weren't satisfied, the institute’s budget would become very tight.

The moment Wumu shouted, Guan Yu’s thoughts actually faltered for a split second, but his formidable mental fortitude allowed him to react instantly. At the same time, he took in the shift in the soldiers' morale behind him and noted Wumu’s expression.

In later generations, when scholars studied the struggle for the world between the Northern Wolf Lord and the Eastern Emperor, they would always first recall the Youzhou Mutiny in the early years of the Bing Chaos.

Yet, this Shi Yushan was able to keep pace with the other true disciples in his lecture progress, suggesting that his cultivation foundation was not much weaker than theirs. Either his talent was astonishing, or he had received guidance from other high-level cultivators.

"Angela, go heal Suha. I’m going to take out that long-range sniper who’s been hiding in the shadows." Youyu hurriedly nocked an arrow, bounded up the steps with nimble grace, drew a sharp dagger from her waist, and assumed a close-quarters combat stance.

However, most of these were difficult to achieve due to limitations in cultivation level, or proved useless even after one reached the necessary level. This left later generations longing for what they could not attain, serving as a warning that "the Dao is the root, and technique is the branch," lest anyone get lost in the pursuit of specific theories and neglect their own cultivation progress.

After all, if they could retreat and wanted to, Cai Xu wouldn't have asked anything at all. But given the reality of the situation, he understood what Qian Xun was worried about. Though reluctant, Cai Xu acknowledged that retreat was a valid option, so he did not outright refuse.

Half an hour later, Su Yan swallowed the solid-essence pill he had earned from completing his recent mission. After resting for a while, he slowly regained some of his strength.

Naturally, with the addition of Omako and the Dark Elders, the combat effectiveness of this Warrior Alliance force marching on the Yellow Palace was easy to imagine.

"Not us, it’s you. I’d like to ask you to do me a favor," Murong Shanshan said with a smile.

The wild scholar was not skilled in dance, especially with his body and mind suffering from deep trauma. Yet, unexpectedly, the casual movements of the Japanese pirates influenced his own, and he suddenly experienced a flash of insight. Though vague, he felt signs of a breakthrough in his realm.

She relied on the fact that she had served the Emperor early on, and that he had favored her a few times in his youth. She played the leader of the lower-ranking consorts, acting noble all day as if she were the Empress herself, yet when she encountered concubines of higher rank, she acted more like a servant than anyone else.

Although Huoxing didn't care much for mortal affairs, having practiced orthodox supreme arts for thousands of years and acquired a semi-immortal body through immersion in the Cleansing Essence Liquid, he had begun to develop an immortal heart, and feelings of compassion often arose naturally. Seeing that Shen Feng’s decision would affect the lives of thousands, he instinctively offered a word of advice.

The flesh at the waist is the most sensitive to pinching. Jin Man-cang couldn't help but howl under the "unsparing" attack from Mo Bi'er, tears instantly welling up in his eyes.

At the thought of this, Sun Quan was filled with rage. He stepped toward Sun Ba, wanting to speak, but found himself unable to utter a word, and could only press closer to Sun Ba, step by step.

Just then, Roronoa Zoro walked by, drinking from a bottle of wine. Under the astonished gazes of the Supernovas, he walked right up to Charlos.

He had nine disciples, each of them exceptionally gifted. He held high hopes for every one of them and was deeply committed to their instruction.

I was raised by my grandfather, so I naturally know how reclusive masters keep a low profile.