Chapter 26
Song Shan closed his eyes, his consciousness seemingly seeping drop by drop into the alchemy cauldron. He felt a deeper connection to it, even sensing clearly the eternal flame burning within.
No matter how much Wei Yi said, it could not compare to the shock of seeing it with one's own eyes. Tachibana Ryotaro was holding up okay, though he felt he might be on the verge of a heart attack; Tachibana Junko was slightly better, though still quite shaken.
I felt awkward and looked at Huan Yi again. Although he looked unconvinced, he obediently picked up a wet towel and pressed it against his eye. He watched me with his other eye, seemingly still pondering what I had just said.
Li Linlang calculated inwardly that today was Sunday. Time was running out. He needed to settle the miscellaneous tasks around him.
Moreover, in this era of war and devastation, there was an abundance of vacant land. Disbanded troops could be sent to farm; they could work the land in peacetime and be mobilized to form an army during wartime.
But for Song Shan, this was insufficient. He needed to shorten this process; he needed to grow an entire forest in the shortest time possible.
Song Shan would not leave the school today until he saw Song Xiu. He had to give the teacher an explanation in person, otherwise, with no one to watch over her, Song Xiu would be left to her own devices.
The reason was that they hadn't seen Xu Qian move at all. They only saw his figure pass by the soldiers, and those soldiers immediately descended into madness. They hadn't been defeated by Xu Qian; they had killed each other. That was what made it truly terrifying.
These people had lived on the estate since my grandfather was alive and were very familiar with me. Seeing me return, they were both surprised and delighted, chattering away with concerns. Seeing the young master and the two guards beside me, they smiled broadly.
The two dragons climbed in through the window to find the room brightly lit and decorated with immense luxury—worthy of the Emperor’s bedchamber.
With a mid-tier defensive holy artifact at seven time nodes, the Haoyue Mirror that rebounded attacks, and his own formidable physical body, Lin Tian had no fear of collision! "Boss, draw your blade," the voice of Zhushen echoed in Lin Tian's mind. With a thought, the Creation blade instantly appeared in his hand.
Chu Yun had come alone this time. Without the company of an alchemist or any formal letter of introduction, he was blocked at the entrance by guild members and forbidden from entering.
He did not say a word from start to finish, nor did he express any opinion on the matter, as if the injuries he had suffered were non-existent, mere passing smoke, and he never once cried out in pain.
"If you won't say it, then don't!" Zhao Yueyue pouted dejectedly, then deliberately ignored Liu Xiaoxing.
Xue Lengyu listened carefully, not missing a single word, and felt a long sense of relief. So, this was the bet that Xue Lengyu and Murong Haoze had made.
After sending Lin Zixia away, Liu Xiaoxing allowed Lan Yaotou, Qin Mingyue, and the others to do as they pleased so he could enjoy some rare time alone with Zhao Yueyue.
Xu Qing walked into the living room, and Fatty immediately whistled and darted over. The creature stretched out its paw and left two plum-blossom prints on its master's white suit.
Bei Wanxing withdrew her hand, covering her mouth tightly as tears streamed down, the scalding drops soaking her pillow.
The next day happened to be a school holiday. Meijia Si and her group took their self-built magic airship to the western suburbs of Jena early in the morning to test its performance.
"Yes," Kui Yu replied. If they could persuade Zhan Fengsong, they wouldn't have appeared in Muyuan in the first place.
The two exchanged glances and released their guardian beasts. Mounting them, the Ying Long roared to the heavens, its presence swallowing mountains and rivers. With a flap of its massive wings, it vanished into the ninth heaven in the blink of an eye.
After hanging up the phone, I thought about what Captain Yan had said. Trying to bring Luo Ning back like this would be incredibly difficult. Not to mention her stubborn temperament, which made her impossible to reason with—if I forced her back, she would definitely run away again, and finding her a second time would be truly arduous.
Zhan Baizhong’s aura was vast and majestic, wreathed in ten thousand rays of demonic light. He descended from the sky like a demonic mountain, pressing down upon Lin Buzheng with irresistible force.
"I wonder if you've heard the rumors about yourself today? As a member of the leadership, you’re involved in an ambiguous affair with your assistant, and it’s reached the ears of the senior leadership. Shouldn't you have an explanation?" Ye Wanqing said coldly.
A foodie is a foodie. The baobab fruits in the crate were like coconuts. There are many ways to eat them—roasted, steamed, boiled, or fried. They are sweet, soft, and high in starch, and are grown quite extensively in the southern coastal regions of our country.
"Hmph, how long do you plan to stay? It’s almost the New Year and you're still running around. Doesn't Sun Jie keep you in check?" At the mention of Sun Jie, my mind went back to that wild night.
Shangguan Jing walked over slowly, the corners of her mouth curling into an arc. Her smile did not reach her eyes, and her gaze was unsettling.
Seeing the two fawning over him like lapdogs, the anger in Peter Chen's heart dissipated by half.
Aside from the Marrow Cleansing Pill, he could think of no other elixir that could reorganize his bones and grant him a new lease on life.
Just as the five were preparing to act, a streak of green light suddenly shot out from the forest behind them, flying low toward them.
But then she thought of Tang En, and a look of desolation appeared in her eyes. "But, wouldn't we be letting Tang En down by doing this?"
The Mo family was not a top-tier super-clan on the Yunding Continent, but they were a regional power, governing territory spanning thousands of miles.
"Ba Jiangshan" took the spirit pill of the Three-Tailed Red Demon Cat happily, feeling that taking it was better than not taking it, and then dismembered the seven-or-eight-foot-long demon cat into several large pieces, stowing them in his brocade bag.
But whenever she thought of Wang Xun and Li Linfu joining forces—their power almost unshakable—while Xiao Qubing stood almost alone and helpless, He Ke'er couldn't help but feel dejected, her brow furrowed in worry every day. At this moment, after blushing and admitting she liked him, He Ke'er immediately turned somber again.