Chapter 47: Not Quite Trusting

Boom! Boom! Boom!
One by one, the bodies managed by the Soul Palace fell.
From the four great Demon Generals to the team leaders responsible for only a handful of people.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds collapsed.
Thud!
The last team leader knelt before Lu Fei, his voice trembling. "Divine... Divine Emperor... My lord, I..."
He brushed the tip of his nose affectionately against her cheek, his breath uneven, and a trail of delicate kisses slid from her forehead down to her chin. He clasped her hand, their fingers intertwining.
Jian Si Chen, usually so reticent, seemed unable to stop talking this time, constantly pulling Jian Yue aside to ask questions about everything.
She knew Sister Miao was beautiful; if she weren’t, that shady company would never have targeted her and signed her as their number one.
It was well known that Wei Zhongxian not only brought back heaps of goods from the scenic area but also possessed various manufacturing techniques.

After parking the car, he circled around the front, opened the passenger door for Hua Kexin, and, as she bent to exit, he thoughtfully placed his hand on the doorframe to prevent her from bumping her head.
The cultivators of the Spirit Feather Sect looked astonished, quickly pulling out a golden talisman for protection and conjuring a layer of golden shield around themselves.
Outside the game, Jiu Tian and Xie Antong sat upright, watching the screen with a sense of awe and confusion, listening to the words of "Sin."
Qin Ming, holding the jade guide given by the guards, followed the winding stone steps up the mountain until he stood before a massive great hall.
Crashing through two advertising boards beside the court, Lu Ce slammed his target heavily onto the ground, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.
Great Yu was still in the early days of its dynasty, the era marked by steady ascent. This meant that certain phenomena typical of the middle and later periods would not appear at this time.
"This is what you deserve!" Sensing the creature’s intentions, Qin Feng smiled faintly as he spoke.
The value of three soul bones could no longer be measured by mere currency. The reason the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament changed host nations each time was partly due to the pressure of this reward. All four finalists received prizes, but only the champion was awarded three soul bones, and the runner-up received one.
"What?" Hearing this, Wolf Qing was even more shocked. It wasn't enough to be in the outskirts—now they had to go deeper.
"The match begins." As both sides focused intently on their opponents, the Skyshatter Douluo shouted, a golden light flashed across the center of the arena, and this powerful Title Douluo vanished without a trace.

Now, only about the time it takes to burn an incense stick remained until they left this place—a little earlier than he’d estimated for action, perhaps by a few minutes.
"It's over!" Hearing that voice, Qin Feng realized the job he'd worked so hard to find would soon be gone.
During his clash with Hua Yihan, Qin Hao sensed the gap in their abilities. True, Hua Yihan couldn't compare to her, but his advantage lay in the Nine Paths Technique and the nearly inexhaustible celestial power within him, greater than anyone else of his level.
Faced with the situation, Qin Feng genuinely didn't know what to do. Originally, he had planned to eliminate the foe inside directly.
As for the cashier Chen Li, Chen Liang felt a strong attraction to her, but due to his previous appearance, he believed she would never be interested in him.
"This matter must be addressed now!" Ao Liang faced his mother with unwavering eyes and looked at Shen Ci with gentle affection.
Yet, the head once held high like a proud rooster, upon returning to the room reserved for him in the official residence, Chen Kai closed the door and immediately grew despondent.
A long screech of brakes echoed, and the red convertible skidded sideways, coming to a precarious stop right in front of Xi Fu.