Volume 1, Chapter 63: Fighting the Sequence Prodigy

"Many thanks, Senior Sister Linger."

Xiao Ling looked extremely awkward. Being blasted away with a single palm strike was simply too humiliating.

"Star Burst."

Jian Wubei looked towards Yao Xi, a slight ripple appearing in his calm gaze.

"What on earth is her relationship with those people from the mystical realms?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Jia's expression changed instantly. She glared at Biaozi with a trace of anger, but gave no reply. With a heavy, cold snort, she turned around and continued on her way.

While protective Qi was indeed steady and conservative, because it followed a heavy and solid path, its enhancement to palm power and finger techniques was quite considerable.

The Demon Venerable You Hun's modification of Fairy Ziwei's soul was essentially the application of soul-path Dao marks, whereas this mutated soul-path mural world directly drained the reservoir by using the power of the path of painting to extract the soul-path Dao marks.

"Master, there is a situation on the river surface. Please return to the cabin." Zhuniang grabbed the fur cloak wrapped around Li Zhongyi's body, her tone leaving no room for argument.

The Chongming Sect had been in decline for a long time. Even as the sect master, Huyan Tuo was currently only at the late stage of the Immortal Golden Core realm. Although he still looked like a middle-aged man, Huyan Tuo was actually over sixty years old, falling far short of Chai Miaoling.

With Xiao Chen no longer posing a threat, none of the people from the Great River Sect dared to provoke Wei Nanli's displeasure at this moment, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

Regardless of everything, deep down she felt immensely grateful to the wretched and shameless fat man. For she knew clearly that had the fat man chosen to abandon her, she would have had no room to resist and would have perished long ago; how could she possibly have survived until now?

Every grand era that gives birth to a rank nine Gu Immortal shares one common trait: amidst great turmoil and warfare, a vast number of newborn Gu Immortals emerge.

Therefore, the estates, shops, residences, and silver coins that Li Zhongyi acquired through property confiscations were all quietly pocketed into his own private coffers, leaving the officials who were eagerly waiting to divide the spoils staring blankly with nothing they could do.

Qi Feng turned his head to see a Taoist priest walking leisurely toward him, holding a white banner with four large characters written on it: "Absolute Judgment at First Glance." As it turned out, this was the very fortune-teller who had previously told the fortunes of Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger twice.

What happened in the imperial palace seemed to have nothing to do with ordinary folk. With a change of emperor, the common people appeared to experience no significant alterations; their lives remained their own, proceeding just as they always had.

The Left Guduhou turned green with envy. Seeing the gazes of all the envoys converging uniformly upon him, he grew so furious that his beard trembled violently.

After all, who does not enjoy hearing others praise themselves and their children? After chatting idly with everyone for a while, Zhao Min inquired about Second Sister-in-law Ge. Having burst into tears last time, Second Sister-in-law Ge had not visited the village entrance for several days, and no one knew where she had gone.

Until the two of them walked out of the alley mouth, Xiao Yushuang suddenly stopped in her tracks and stared intently at Jiang Hao for a long time.

He had originally planned to find an opportunity in a few days, acquire some random carriage, and secretly smuggle the person into the manor, and the matter would be settled.

Yet right now, Chu Qi deeply regretted it—regretting that she should not have been so stubborn, and regretting that she had ever come to this border town.

Chu Qi was crafty and full of schemes, mixing six parts of truth into every ten sentences of falsehood. It was true that she was an orphan with no parents, but false that she had been taken in by the Xie family; it was true that she had no home, but false that she was staying as a guest at her aunt's place and suffering humiliation; it was true that she was a camel driver, but false that she was a boy. In short, she blended truth and falsehood together, leaving others completely unable to fathom her true background.

The Zhao family also knew that the lady at home and the First Prince must be extremely worried, so this would at least save them from being kept in the dark and worrying without knowing the real situation.

The people were completely bluffed by him. After looking at each other in dismay, they escorted the three of them to the gates of the Hanhai Governor's Mansion, and one of them went ahead to announce their arrival.

Xie Anyu happened to knock and walk in, and seeing Liu Tiantian's haggard complexion, her attitude softened as well.

Upon hearing the two words "Supreme Mystery," the clamor from the crowd below instantly vanished into thin air, replaced immediately by covetous and fiery gazes of entirely different shades. The term "Supreme Mystery" required no excessive explanation; Tian Jihong had previously experienced firsthand the immense power of such a mystery, which was undoubtedly a sharp weapon used to fight across cultivation stages.

Under such urgent circumstances, withdrawing the army back across the Yellow River was evidently perilous. Moreover, Cao Cao's troops had arrived in a continuous march. Yuan Shao grew anxious amidst his defeat, while his strategists offered conflicting advice. In his anger, he chose to remain entrenched and make no move.

Supported in her cultivation by elixirs of such high grade, not only was the speed of such a genius in advancing her cultivation realm astonishing to behold, but her spiritual power foundation was also invariably much sturdier than that of others. Among them, there were certainly those who, even at extremely low realms, had absorbed heavenly-grade materials like the Dongming Spiritual Grass through the assistance of elders or secret techniques.

The two families reached an agreement, setting the date of the wedding on the same day as the wedding of Mo Shaochen and Li Xiaoyue.

She raised her hand, just about to knock on the door, when a single sentence from Ning's father caused her raised hand to freeze stiffly in mid-air right then and there.

Doing this was simply too dangerous. If they failed to save the person, the consequences would be disastrous. Moreover, if the main combat strength were injured while a zombie invasion struck, it would easily lead to even greater losses.

After a month of meticulous polishing, coupled with Fang Cheng's comprehensive "programming" support, this game—into which the Fang Cheng Studio had poured the most effort since its establishment—had just been launched and instantly ignited the gaming circle.

No one could afford to defy these three major factions and insist on reporting anything; that would simply be cutting off one's own lifeline.

However, wanting to grow larger and stronger meant having to seek out those more perilous routes, which in turn required sufficient self-preservation capabilities to escape or even launch counter-kills when confronting pirates.

It wasn't that Iori Yukino didn't want to cut the footage, but rather that the few of them truly had no idea what Pu Tong had actually written.

Seeing Li Ziyuan wounded, Ma Yongcheng and He Sanliang—who had just finished settling the troops and rushed back—no longer cared to check on Dong Ping's search efforts. Together with a few soldiers carrying Li Ziyuan on a stretcher, they sprinted wildly towards the village. As the military doctor, Yang Jing was dragged along by two soldiers supporting her to the extent that her feet were practically lifted off the ground.