Chapter 30

"Are there more spirit beasts here to offer themselves as food? I wonder what kind of animal it is and if it’s delicious," Meng, who was busy grilling, suddenly chimed in.

Luo Tian and his group were moving swiftly. Naturally, Luo Tian was still looking here and touching there, wearing an expression as if he were out catching rabbits. Suddenly, a thunderous "boom" echoed from behind. The disturbance was immense, and one could vaguely see something crashing violently onto the ground.

"I dreamt that I was made of lotus hearts," Wan'er said, looking at Zhong Mushan and Madam Zhong.

Long Yao smiled faintly, and that smile truly possessed the charm of a hundred enchantments. Long Yao’s appearance was already stunning, though she usually carried an air of majesty and ruthlessness. Now, with a smile from the heart, even the two commanders, Weng and Wen, who always followed her, nearly lost their souls.

With a flicker of his figure, Qin Fengmu retreated dozens of feet away just as the massive spirit beast was regaining consciousness.

Five taels of silver was equivalent to a year’s income for an average farming household; one could imagine just how expensive a spiritual artifact was.

The Demon Spirit was shocked. It had only intended to scare Sun Hao away, never expecting him to remain unfazed. Now that its own strength had yet to recover, it was no match for Sun Hao at all. What was to be done?

Such news left Zhong Mushan feeling very alarmed; after all, this meant one fewer person was guarding the lotus.

However, his stamina was limited, and after running for a short while, he was already panting heavily. You San, however, followed close behind.

Although I have a full schedule of classes again this morning, I am putting all my effort into writing five chapters today—three in the afternoon and two in the evening. I humbly ask for your flowers, tickets, and tips.

A fire dragon flew toward the Four Holy Kings. The Four Holy Kings laughed and said, "Not bad power, Flame Pillar." The two flames confronted each other for a moment.

The Great Array of Heaven, Earth, and Man was broken, and the Jade Pure Daoist and the Upper Pure Daoist vanished. It was clear that Taishang Laojun’s injuries were not light. Had the Grand Pure Saint, the Daoist Celestial, not been personally presiding over the Jade Pool, Taishang Laojun would certainly not have been able to leave so easily.

His dark eyes remained clear and sharp, and a casual smile still played on his lips. Were it not for his overly pale complexion, no one would have been able to tell that he was still nursing injuries.

Gretel came from a poor family; having enough to eat and wear was already good enough. To him, candy was a luxury, but what child could resist the temptation of sweets? Gretel’s eyes were fixed on them, but his sister had told him never to eat things from strangers, let alone ask for them.

The most pathetic part was that Li Donghai was nearsighted and wore glasses. When he fell to the ground, the black frames shattered on impact. When he climbed back up, one lens of Li Donghai’s glasses was broken in half.

The storm had passed, leaving behind only chaos. The corpses of fallen soldiers lay scattered, and riderless warhorses snorted in sorrow. Even though Yang Yi had lost few men in this battle, thousands had perished nonetheless. Yet, they had won. Thinking back to the danger just moments ago, Yang Yi felt a bit dazed. Did I really win?

I continued to feign ignorance, hugging him tightly and burying my face in his chest, refusing to let go.

"Believe it or not, I didn't lie." Once Li Ling finished speaking, he left a curt "take care of yourself" and departed. Jin Mu wanted to stop him but realized he lacked the speed, so he gave up.

After about fifteen minutes, having finally finished trading with everyone, he saw Zhang Tiannan preparing to leave and hurriedly called out to him.

Something is strange. This child is definitely strange. He was a monster even in the womb, and now that the divine liquid has escaped, this child is absolutely a freak.

"By the way, let me tell you some good news. I have broken through the alchemy bottleneck and successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul realm. Haha, I have to thank your fatal blow for lending me a hand, helping me break through in one go. Had I not succeeded, I would have died an untimely death," Ling Aotian said, looking at Xuan Yuanze with an evil grin.

The key was that both were at peak cultivation. It was mainly because over the past four days, Mo Tiankong and Jixiang had hunted too many holy beasts in these waters.

The problem was that it was impossible; it really came down to luck. You might win on a single try, or you might dump tens of thousands of spirit stones in without seeing anything good come out.

"Good brother, what time do you think it is? I’m in no mood to read the paper!" Hu Debiao stomped his feet to the side, having no heart to take the newspaper from Gou Xun's hand.

"Understood. Send over more clothing later; we must ensure the villagers are settled," Zhao Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"There is one more question: can the rest days be combined? Like taking four days off in a row?" Mo Tiankong asked next.

The vast desert was boundless, with yellow sand covering all directions. It was desolate and uninhabited, the sun blazed, and the extreme, scorching heat was suffocating, with rolling heat waves and sand filling the sky.

A thick skin is only meant to be shown to those weaker than oneself. Why bother with pride in front of those stronger than you? They aren't looking at you anyway.

What surprised Chen Chen even more was that even after the attacks were launched, he still could not see a shadow of his opponent. The surroundings remained a vast void, and those laser beams seemed to emerge from thin air.

Sitting below Huo Zhenggang, Liu Yansong easily analyzed that this guy was likely also from the Huo family, though his status was probably inferior to Huo Zhenggang’s—perhaps a guardian or bodyguard.

With a thud, Shangguan Yu let out a cry of surprise and was involuntarily flung to Chen Yufan’s side.

When Chen Yufan arrived at Kaler’s location, he saw Kaler sitting on the back of a giant white tiger.

"Alright then!" The guide, thinking of his hourly pay, smiled and nodded.

In Feng Cailing’s hands, she was carefully examining Liu Yansong’s Sword of Immortal Slashing, while Jiang Boyu was repeatedly toying with the golden bowl.

Seeing Gu Feng defeat He Tianxiao in a single blow, Tie Ba immediately shouted out. He Tianxiao’s mind was unguarded, making it the perfect moment to kill him. However, just as Tie Ba’s voice faded, he saw He Tianxiao’s dull, unfocused eyes suddenly sharpen. A formidable aura erupted from his body, only to vanish a moment later.

Although she was afraid that Shangguan Yu would scold her the next second, Fang Yun still called out weakly.

After Zhao Jiajia finished her outburst, she hung up the phone. Wu Chao clutched his mobile, burning with anxiety, not knowing what to do.

"Huh?" Maria was stunned. Alex had never used the title "Commander" to address her, as only those within the White Soldier organization did that.

Wei Yang looked into the distance with suspicion, listening to the bursts of massive dragon roars. Such a terrifying aura! Since leaving the Demon Realm, this was the first time Wei Yang had felt such a powerful dragon aura. A Golden Dragon! Wei Yang’s gaze gradually became solemn and excited.