Impressions of the Men's Volleyball Team, Part 1

Hearing that someone wanted to see him, Karen was quite displeased. On this ground, even the slightest cough from him would make countless people tremble inwardly. And so, early in the morning, he had ordered the main gate to be guarded and all idle visitors to be refused; if they insisted, they were to be driven away.

Mr. Xi shook his head. During breakfast, he received a call from the old master instructing the whole family to return home at once. The call ended abruptly, leaving no time to clarify the situation. Luckily, it was the weekend and no one in the family had yet gone their separate ways. With the old master’s command, they could only obediently set out for Baoding.

Three or four days later, Ning Jiu’er was able to sit up, and naturally, Shangguan Yun’s spirits were much improved. Although the stone chamber was simple, with only a single bed, a piece of calligraphy hung on the stone wall opposite the bed. After taking her medicine, Ning Jiu’er drifted back to sleep. With nothing else to do, Shangguan Yun took a candle and approached the stone wall to examine the calligraphy.

The records showed that Niu Dawei had built a courtyard in his hometown, modeled after architecture from the Qing dynasty. The estate covered over a dozen acres, and he had constructed a “High Official’s Residence” in imitation of the Forbidden City’s style—a marvel of ingenious design.

Now that they had entered the opponent’s territory, it was certain the other side would have made all possible preparations. Pity, then, for the two sentries who had been assigned to stand watch.

At the headquarters of the Blood Cult, Tian Yi’s arrival immediately drew everyone's attention. The elders like Xue Xing, along with the new senior members such as Xue Tianfeng, turned out in full to greet him.

The Song soldiers, seeing how formidable he was, dared not advance another step. They all retreated to the side, making way. Shangguan Yun paid them no heed and swaggered into the city.

Yan Jingjing stood up and pushed open the door, intending to call Wang Xuecheng to make breakfast. Remembering the old landlord, she slipped outside in her slippers. Not long after, she returned with two little ones trailing behind.

Within the main hall, radiant light shimmered, spiritual energy filled the air, magical treasures soared overhead, and auspicious and baleful auras clashed. Shangguan Lingyou, together with Lan Qimian, sat in the hall with deeply troubled faces, entirely forgetting the crown prince and the others beside them.

The universe, to cultivators, was rather abstract and difficult to grasp. The soul, on the other hand, was intimately connected to all; the awareness they wielded derived from the soul, making it a more accessible path.

With a click, the stone door was opened. The Medusa statue was stowed away inside, and the stone door slowly lifted.

Thinking about this, Lin Feng gave a self-mocking smile: “Isn’t it better to miss than to have something really go wrong? Must disaster actually strike to satisfy me?”

Jackie had originally wanted to purchase a Chinese Supreme Black Diamond Card, but unfortunately, during the last release, he was abroad and unable to ask anyone to buy it for him. He regretted this very much.

The succession of royal power in the kingdom would not be recognized without the approval of the Church of the Gods. Anyone could incite rebellion in that country, for the gods would no longer protect it.

Meanwhile, chaos erupted inside the prison. Human cultivators who had been held for decades broke free, unleashed their arts, destroyed everything in their path, and slaughtered the guards as they fought their way toward the cell holding the Golden Body Realm warden.

Within the imperial palace, the poisoning of the Second Elder cast a shadow over everything, and the atmosphere was understandably tense. In contrast, Ye Zuixin, who survived a brush with death, appeared completely at ease.

“Please bring a bowl of rice water,” Ye Zuixin requested, intending to test whether the innkeeper was poisoned.

In Okinawa’s coastal region, there were paths leading southeast and west, but all the creatures crawling out of the reconfigured lines were heading in one direction.

Millions of people, dressed in Zhou dynasty garb and wielding Zhou weaponry, stood there, their faces decayed like ghost soldiers. The mouth of Qingyang Mountain was engulfed in a mist of gloom, as if it were the very gates of hell.

“That old demon’s technique is nothing special; if not for his abundant spiritual energy, a few strokes of this so-called great ink splash would drain him dry. If it were you, you wouldn’t survive the first round,” the Pixiu said with a hint of disdain.

Alai recalled that, long ago, he had a special permit in his Manroan passport, granting him permanent residency—the coveted green card—and his name was registered as Smith Ray.

“What will you use in exchange?” As Gu Beichen’s hand lingered near the hem of her skirt, he tried several times to slip it underneath, only for her to slap it away each time.

Xu Houhou brought two cups of plain water from the kitchen, handing one to her. “It’s still hot, wait a bit before drinking. Get your homework out for me to check,” he said.

At this point, An Qi unexpectedly walked up to Zhao Lei and glared at him furiously.

Li Guojuan sashayed away, and with her departure, the group dispersed. The students returned to their seats.

Still, Li Yu held firm in her approach, shifting the focus of the intelligent investment advisory business to the B-end market and ultimately achieving remarkable success, proving her vision correct.

If Su Hao were simply allowed to build his company without interference, then without a doubt, they would be the ones most impacted.

In those days, it was never considered proper for a young woman to be pregnant out of wedlock; no matter the era, such a thing was never looked upon favorably.

Yi Xia knew full well that her education was limited. The confusion of those years had robbed her of the chance to attend university. Though she never showed much regret, she firmly believed that knowledge could change destiny. Perhaps, if her fate had changed, she could have taken charge of her own life.