Chapter 37

Page (1/3)

In her farewell letter, Leng Qingyue also promised that every six months she would send Su Yi a voice-transmission talisman to let him know she was safe.

At present, according to a rough estimate, more than a hundred thousand people from all over the country would be traveling to Mount Tai tomorrow.

After Master Qian arrived at the Marquis of Hanzhong’s residence, Lin Chuan held nothing back. He taught Master Qian not only how to brew beer, but also how to make liquor, without concealing a single detail.

“I don’t know the title of the song, but I can say that it is the finest song I’ve heard this year.”

If the ancestor of the Mo Clan could win Xiao Han’s favor, perhaps Xiao Han might spare the entire Mo Clan.

By Su Yi’s estimation, the concentration of spiritual energy on the Main Continent was nearly thirteen or fourteen times that of the Human Realm.

Yet Ye Chen had never imagined that today’s battle would actually draw out a Nascent Soul monster. He had truly miscalculated.

The moment Zhu Feng saw Ye Chen appear, the fighting spirit within him was completely ignited. There was no gradual rise at all; an overwhelming force instantly filled his entire body.

He truly could not bear to part with it. Every word of this fu poem was a gem, and each character was a work of art.

After Lin Chuan and Cao Chong finished reading Shopkeeper Zhao’s letter, Lin Chuan summoned Jiang Wei and Deng Ai as well, intending to hear the students’ analysis of the situation in Great Wei and Goguryeo.

After Sun Wukong regained his balance, he stared fixedly at Ye Chen, who stood with his arms folded across his chest. Three times—three attacks—and every one had been blocked with ease. Sun Wukong felt as though his face had been covered in humiliation.

Liu Yong’s tone was as though he were speaking of something utterly ordinary. He showed no particular reaction merely because the life at stake belonged to a hugely famous figure of the age. His calmness sent chills through Tian Feng and Pang Tong.

Was this his true strength? Why did his power have no discernible limits, yet still make people tremble with fear? Who exactly was he? Chang’e covered her cherry-red lips, her enchanting eyes studying Ye Chen from head to toe. Compared with Chang’e, Yimeng appeared entirely ordinary.

Only when Fu Xi reached this point did he realize that the areas belonging to the eight major sects were each separated by a screen. Thus, within his own area, he could neither see the disciples of the neighboring sects nor hear what they were saying.

The others grew even more tense at those words. They naturally knew that Heart-Devouring Beasts lived around the Divine Heart Soil, but the terror of those beasts was no exaggeration.

Page (1/3)

Page (2/3)

“Wonderful, wonderful! From now on, we shall be master and disciples. How old are you two this year?” Zhen Yuanzi asked happily.

After reaching the shore, Xiang Hao transformed back into his original human form. He instantly sensed an exceedingly sacred aura, so dense that it overshadowed the abundant spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

For the sake of safety, Liu Yong brought Huang Zhong along. Huang Xu was no longer in danger, and Huang Zhong’s mind had settled as well. He spent his days thinking about how to render meritorious service and repay the favor, so Liu Yong simply took him along. With Huang Zhong’s abilities, protecting them should not be a problem.

Confronted by Xiao Feng’s astonished gaze, the muscles on Qin Chuan’s face began twitching uncontrollably.

At that moment, the blood-covered patient cursed Doctor Kang. “I’ll fuck your grandmother for him!” After shouting, the blood-covered patient pointed at the other patient, whose feet were covered in blood.

Qin Huyang moved Miao Yuluo beneath an ancient tree. His strength was almost completely exhausted. The Soul-Hunting Demon Eyes consumed an enormous amount of spiritual energy, and he had forced himself to use them while grievously wounded. His complexion soon turned extremely grim.

Lan Ling nodded in understanding, dialed the number of Wei Changfeng, director of the Enforcement Bureau, and walked outside.

But Huang Lin had made his own judgment. If he fully controlled his momentum and brought every means at his disposal into play, he should not be much weaker than Zhu Yuyan.

“For the next two days, rest easy. Once you’ve fully recovered, we’ll leave,” Qin Huyang said. His gaze was resolute and allowed no refusal.

It was already very late when they returned to the dormitory. Hu Yang did not disturb Miss Xu, waiting until the next day to tell her the good news.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was cold enough to keep her from growing any hotter. After working hard for half the day, Li Zhien no longer wanted to move at all.

“Why are you so happy?” Seeing the sea was Li Zhien’s wish, so logically, Li Zhien should have been the happy one. Yet An Sheng seemed even more delighted than she was, which was utterly baffling.

Isn’t that Ning Zhongze? Wasn’t Wang Jiufeng supposed to bring her here only when he opened the mountain gate next time? Could that familiar figure he had glimpsed before have been her?

Today, he had once again gone to work with Li Zhien. They were filming a cosmetics advertisement, and the studio was bustling with activity. An Sheng had stolen a moment to rest amid the hectic shoot.

“Yes, Young Master said that you were too exhausted last night, so he told us not to disturb you. He went to the studio by himself first,” Sister Qiao said with a radiant smile.

Page (2/3)

Page (3/3)

Of course, corpse-poison worms were useful for far more than that. Through this method, disciples of the Corpse Poison Sect could absorb other people’s true qi and increase their cultivation.

Lin Mu continued maneuvering the giant beast inward until it stopped outside the harbor. The beast was simply too enormous, and the harbor had no suitable place to park it.

Gathering his thoughts, Lin Mu immediately began mining. Although the decomposition proceeded very slowly and the consumption of primal force had multiplied, Lin Mu did not care in the slightest. Whenever his primal force fell to its warning level, he stopped to recover; the moment he had replenished it, he immediately resumed decomposing.

The three ANBU ninjas charged straight toward the center of the ruins and carried over a watermelon-headed man covered in wounds on a stretcher.

The reason it was so powerful was probably that it had been enhanced by something. The light radiating from its belly seemed to be emitted by that unknown object. Lin Mu naturally could not allow anyone else to obtain it first.

Since Sikong Huo was not afraid of the gang disbanding, Lin Tian stepped up to shoulder the responsibility and entered the dungeon instance together with the other twenty-four members.

In the Primordial Era, spiritual energy had been so abundant that Saint Domain experts—so precious in the present day—had been as common as spoiled cabbages.

They were mistaken. Among the opponents Ye Xingchen encountered on Martial Platform Eight, the Berserker Cao Feiyu and the Ghost Blade Wu Haotian were both disciples of first-rate sects, and both had reached the ninth level of the Profound Extreme Realm.

“Can ‘eating chicken’ be used that way?” Qi Ning asked, shaking her head in confusion before returning to her room to cultivate.

Among the crowd, two men were sprawled on the ground. One was Ning Ziping, and the other was Ye Lei, who had just collapsed.

Who could have expected that, by evening, Prince Wei would return—and that he would bring back several familiar young people with him?

In an instant, the expressions on both their faces turned grim. Their companion was not in immediate mortal danger, but under such circumstances, he would not be able to recover his fighting strength anytime soon.

Page (3/3)