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Standing at the back of the room, Lin Xiao immediately retrieved the medicinal herbs from his storage ring. Among the primary ingredients was a piece of crystal ore.

My focus was concentrated on the archer's bow, yet I could still spare enough attention to dodge the disruptive attacks from the mage. Since they weren't skill-based, there was no need for complex maneuvers; a slight shift of my body was enough to evade them easily.

Hearing Lei Dong's words, Du Qiang finally understood. Everything Long Fei had said was true—he was indeed one of the fighters in this King of Fighters tournament.

Because the agreement bore this person's seal, the terms of the association were guaranteed and enforced by them; therefore, only the person in charge had the authority to sign it.

However, in the battle during the day, Li Jing had relied on his superb military command skills to deal a fatal blow to the Blue Fox Army in the wilderness, suffering fewer than four thousand casualties.

The Jade Purity Spirit Liquid, however, requires an environment extremely rich in spiritual energy, infused with the natural laws of the universe to condense into liquid form; it is a treasure rarely found in the world.

"What!" A look of profound shock appeared on the yellow-robed youth's face. Yet, it was too late; the broken sword had already struck his head in an instant.

Moreover, if I think about it carefully, it was this man who urged me to enter the competition, yet here he is, acting chummy with me and putting on a completely different front. It is truly mind-boggling.

They had decided that since the valley was so vast, they would find their own spots to quietly cultivate their internal energy, leaving their fortunes to fate after a month.

Mu Manni was somewhat bewildered, for since taking over the Musen Group, she had never encountered a situation so targeted and so severely beyond her control.

Jiang Chengce let out a long sigh and continued to apologize. At this moment, it seemed that apart from "I'm sorry," there was nothing else left for him to say.

For three days after his investiture as heir, Emperor Jiu had to reside in the palace and offer incense to his ancestors daily; such was the rule.

Their goal was simply to find a place nearby to rest. The Talan Palace was undoubtedly the best choice.

Wang Hong reached out to cover his stomach, narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at her for a moment, and then picked up a strand of her hair, bringing it to his nose to inhale.

At this moment, Kim So-yeon was terrified, fearing that the cold, sharp blade might truly slice across her beautiful face.

Her aura surged crazily, and her cultivation was instantly pushed to its limit. Using her own body as a vessel, He Qingfan transformed into a crucible, absorbing the laws of all things. Gathering the power of the Kunlun Mirror—a mysterious power of time—and the power of the Taixi Zither—the laws of music used to disrupt the mind—she stood resolute.

Feng Zhen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. At the very top of the White Dragon Palace, he looked down at the prosperity of the mortal world. From here, half of Dragon Soul Island was in view, and looking far into the distance, one could see the boundless, pitch-black sea.

Jiang Chengce gave her a light, fleeting kiss, and Mu Manni ran excitedly into the Musen Group headquarters.

"You say the Pill Hall can protect me? Does the Pill Hall also have a Celestial Master guarding it?" Ye Fan deeply understood the terror of a Celestial Master, so he voiced the concern in his heart.

As soon as the bodyguards brought by Gu Yue saw that their young master had been bullied and was in trouble, they immediately rushed over, as did the security guards in the lobby.

The situation in Goguryeo was complex. Li Chengdao's trip had caused domestic dissatisfaction, and imperial edicts repeatedly summoned him back to Pyongyang to answer for his crimes. The Xia army advanced like a hot knife through butter, capturing over ten cities in a month and bringing their forces to the walls of Liaodong.

"Big brother, I, I, I won't dare do it again next time. Please save me, it hurts so much." Gu Changfeng was crying in a truly unsightly manner; for a grown man, it was a pathetic sight to behold.

Weekend didn't trust Chekov. According to Chekov, that kind of stuff should be called "unpure goods"—not that the goods were dirty, but could this be slang?

However, Qin Ke was not afraid. His martial arts were heaven-defying; even the true power of a lightning tribulation could not harm him, let alone this lightning tribulation condensed by Fang Long.

Su Wan nodded. With the strength of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, one could easily flatten the Xuanfang Sect. If the other party truly had designs on the sect, they wouldn't go to such lengths.

"You only know how to bully me. Besides bullying me, what else can you do?" Seeing Lin Feng about to let her go, Shui Ruyue said poutily. She was indignant and wanted to duel Lin Feng, but that was impossible; she knew his skill, and she simply couldn't beat him.

She had yet to witness Beiteng Qitong's skills, and furthermore, she didn't know how many subordinates were hidden in the shadows today.

"We won! We actually won!" Fairy Mu Caixian grabbed Xun Yi's hand tightly, tears of excitement welling in her eyes.

Watching her master's retreating figure, Huang Ying furrowed her brows in confusion. In these past few years, this was the first time her master had been in such a good mood. What exactly was the happy event?

Xia Feng looked at Bai Junyi quite casually and said, "I am merely fulfilling a promise made to another. Don't ask anymore; prepare to die!" Xia Feng threw a punch directly at Bai He. There was no technique involved, but looking at that thick, powerful fist, Bai He could feel that this blow would likely leave him half-dead.

According to what Su Muzhe told the people in the Marquis's residence, he was going up the mountain to accompany Chun Yuyan until the memorial rites for her mother were completed.

Xuanjue was dressed neatly again today, which surprised many of his fellow disciples. Had their slovenly, wine-loving senior brother finally turned over a new leaf?

A high monk is indeed a high monk. Most of these melodies were exquisite pieces rarely heard in this world, all composed through the high monk's life work. Li Xian, riding on his horse, played several tunes in succession, and without realizing it, it was already noon.

Unlike the ostentatious and peculiar architectural styles of most buildings in Ningshuang City, the Chen family mansion was square, with clean, grayish-white walls. It was elegant and understated, with only two doors for the entire massive estate—a main gate and a back gate—filled with a sense of oppression.

"Senior, your secret technique can only ensure that others cannot obtain the cultivation methods on me, but what if I write them down and pass them to others?" Qin Xuan questioned.

At this moment, Yun Xi formed mysterious hand seals, and a terrifying power of restriction surged forward, instantly freezing the three black shadows in mid-air.

Monk Jiekong smiled kindly. It seemed that one could not see anything unpleasant on his face. Whether it was due to many years of successful cultivation or not, his gaze was profound, like that of a wise man who had transcended the world and understood everything in his heart.