43 Fragmentation (Revised)

“No, no, no, that’s not what I meant. I was asking why you only returned today. Aren’t you supposed to reincarnate after the seventh day?” Jiang Qinqin realized she had misspoken and hurriedly explained herself.

The Lotus Flame sensed Li Mo’s change in mood and, feeling wronged, transformed into a silver thread that slipped into the Ice Necklace.

He suddenly produced a fan from somewhere and fanned himself while addressing Young Master Situ, “What nonsense are you babbling? How could I possibly sell fake pills? That’s utterly immoral.” At most, he might pass off low-grade spirit beast eggs as high-grade ones.

One of the men in black immediately reported, “Your Majesty, the Patriarch has made his move!” Yue Mingxiu frowned in silence.

He thought Xia Feng’s approach was excellent—letting them advance to the second round but not allowing them to proceed too easily.

Deep within Siyue Palace, an empty, slightly damp underground chamber lay hidden. In its center stood a stone altar, atop which sat a solitary figure.

Han Qingqing understood naturally that Qin Yang did not want her to worry. Although she longed to help him, she ultimately lacked the ability and so tactfully changed the subject in response.

This time, however, he dared not leave the shop solely in the hands of Old Camel but called upon his most capable disciple, Lü Yu, to assist and temporarily take charge as shopkeeper.

In the afternoon, Franda did not have Flamia refuse Teristina’s ‘invitation’ because she was confident it would all be resolved by tonight.

How strange—although the vitality was so faint, why did it just seem to flicker? Is it still struggling?

Xu Sheng was shocked and immediately stepped forward to block. Suddenly, seeing Zhang Liao’s cold smirk, his heart jolted, but it was too late. Zhang Liao swiftly changed his grip, wielding his halberd like a club, sweeping fiercely toward Quan Zong on the other side.

Whether Li Ru or Xu Rong, the orders they shouted were the same. Retreat was rare for the Liangzhou cavalry but not entirely off the table.

“Kill!” Zhang Cheng, a man of valor, was filled with indignation at the scene before him. He leapt down from his horse and charged straight toward the city walls.

Tai Bai Jin Xing nagged persistently, and Old Zhu, unwilling to refuse harshly, had no choice but to agree to give him the Mountain God Seal.

A kilometer behind, a sharp, precise cut appeared in the once impenetrable earth and stone, as if the hardened ground had been sliced like tofu.

At that moment, two car headlights illuminated two figures. Jiang Yunfei instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes, while Ye Chen looked at the vehicle in surprise, wondering silently, “Why is she here? Do I have a GPS on me?”

“No need. Just get a few things. It won’t take long.” The steward remained standing, waiting as the maid brought charcoal, meat seasoning, skewers, a pot of wine, and cups.

Yang Taxing fully displayed his terrifying strength and supreme talent, truly standing at the pinnacle among the younger generation.

Xiao Feng sneered coldly when Clayton yielded, then slashed a sword across his face, leaving a long wound that instantly stained half his face with blood.

Nearby, the wandering knights kept their distance from her, quickly averting their gaze whenever they caught sight of her alluring figure, afraid of being noticed.

As the creature spoke, two massive snow beasts resembling white-furred gorillas burst from the snow with heavy thuds.

Lin Wei smiled softly and wiped all the fresh blood from Lilistin’s wrist with a white tissue. Thanks to the medication, the wound was no longer visible, and even if she woke the next day, she would notice nothing.

Just as Chief Gu Tong grew impatient, a stranger’s voice suddenly echoed from within the room.

Curiosity flickered in Lin Wei’s eyes. He was deeply intrigued by this unexpected newcomer.

Zhao Tianming told Ye Qiushuang that after a series of events, he no longer wished to stay in this land of turmoil.

Zhang Ning, clad in Golden Dragon armor without a veil, revealed a breathtakingly beautiful face to all, exuding heroic spirit as she silently sized up the soldier from the Human Faction who called himself Tan Rong.

In the earlier battle, the two fifth-grade clan elders, Jiang Wu among them, were utterly ineffective, even outmatched by an ordinary martial artist.

Upon hearing their lord warn of danger ahead, everyone present immediately roused themselves. Amy and Kora promptly changed into ceremonial attire.

“I’ll ask our commander,” Li Zongren said. After all, he could not decide on such matters himself and had to consult Commander Jiang, who had already been informed of Li Zongren’s suggestion.

From afar, Sun Jian and his two companions glanced around silently before slipping quietly into the valley.

Having located the true form of Sarobhodhi, Chen Ziyun exhaled slightly in relief. Yet thinking of the peril of liquid helium, he fretted—though he had discerned everything beneath the icy pool, he still could not find a way down.

“You say your aura is chaotic but claim you’re not nervous. Even if you are, it won’t change the outcome. Today, you must die. Everyone from the Earth Fiend Sect will die!” Yin Zhaotian’s face turned icy cold as he dashed at the Earth Fiend Sect’s patriarch.

“Since you came so early, did you find anything interesting?” Lu Yu asked with curiosity.

Chu Feiwu’s heart churned with countless thoughts. More shocking than the kiss was the gaze filled with affection—a fleeting moment deeply etched in his mind.

Chen Bing had a brilliant plan, one Su Yin surely understood. But his life was far more precious than Chen Tu’s and could not be risked lightly. So, he pushed An Lan forward as a shield.

As they danced eerily, some men turned pale with fear. The bodyguards charged with protection struggled to lift their swords, but their movements were feeble, and even walking proved arduous.

This news sent the Haotian Sanctuary into unprecedented uproar, though some reacted with inexplicable fury.

Lu Yu seldom drank tea—he disliked its taste and rarely had the chance. More often, he drank the beverages and beer Shui Lan gave him.