Chapter 60

As if to corroborate his words, a flash of lightning tore through the darkness of the sky. A moment later, a muffled rumble echoed from afar, and the rain outside seemed to grow heavier.

Meng Yinyin returned to her room. Before long, Leng Muye walked upstairs carrying a plate of food and a bowl of soup, which he placed before her.

Indeed, even if he were to spend the entire night monitoring the towering skyscrapers of New York now, it was unlikely he would encounter a single incident requiring his intervention. It had somewhat dulled his zeal for striking down evil.

The castle of the otherworldly variants—it was uncertain whether it was located in the Primordial Wilderness, or perhaps completely disconnected from any of the continents.

The gathering Master Third Ma spoke of was a literal crowd. Yesterday, the hall had been completely empty apart from the exhibition stands, but by now it had transformed into a bustling vegetable market, packed with people everywhere, the majority of whom were elderly.

Leng Moran gazed at Xia Hanyan, unable to help himself as he reached out to brush away the stray locks of hair scattered across her face, revealing her delicate and flawless countenance.

"Uncle Gu, you're actually siding with an outsider! I'm going right now to beat him to a pulp, and the rumors will collapse on their own." Ziqiong came up with a plan.

Xiao Long had already completed today's matches and only needed to wait until tomorrow to select his team members, but Shi Jian and the others still had one final showdown ahead of them.

Just as she had anticipated, the people over at the medical university were indeed not so easy to get along with.

Nangong Xiaoxiao brought his halberd down in a continuous succession of strikes until his physical body could finally bear it no longer, pushing him to the brink of collapse.

"It seems I'll have to figure something out myself!" Sima Ji frowned. Since it was merely the Funan Kingdom, it didn't need to be overly luxurious or grand. If it were truly built to the specifications of the Jin Dynasty, it would only spell trouble. The Prince of Yan wouldn't care, but there were plenty of court officials who would.

"Yes, I think describing our relationship as being like family is quite reasonable." He wasn't quite able to articulate this feeling properly either.

Tracing the lingering aura down to the ground, Zhao Baochen arrived outside a Shinto shrine. Just as he prepared to investigate the shrine, he suddenly sensed several familiar auras approaching the area.

In the end, Yun Yi and the others outside the door could no longer bear to listen. Each of them wore an expression of anguish and blocked their sense of hearing. Yet, they could still see thin trickles of fresh blood seeping out through the cracks in the door.

Yue You had already perceived that they harbored malicious intentions. Hearing their conversation instantly sent a wave of panic through her heart. She cast a glance around, and failing to find Long Hao's figure anywhere, she lightly tapped her delicate feet and her graceful form soared into the air, fleeing toward the distance.

Su Yan bought some snacks as she passed by a shop. "Would you like some?" she asked, separating a portion for Li Xudong.

Ever since the Chaos Primordial Spirit Clan surrendered to Thirty during the Immortal Ancient Era, they had ultimately remained inferior when facing the Ruins Clan.

Not many people cared about the life or death of Elder Yunling; what they cared about was the opportunity awaiting them within the Netherworld Demon Valley.

In the direction of her gaze, circles upon circles of enemies brandished long spears, aiming their barrels right toward them.

At the twenty-second minute, a Huo family player was fouled while receiving the ball in midfield. The match had been rather deadlocked during this period, and the Huo family team had not come up with many effective solutions.

"You are not the supervisor; you have no right to overstep your bounds and meddle in matters I am handling!" the supervisory Daoist priest scolded angrily.

"In the palace? Could it be... sent by his elder self?" Hearing this, Qin Hui pondered for a moment, an incredulous expression crossing his face as he pointed a finger toward the heavens.

"Would you like some melon seeds?" Zheng Bona rested her chin in the gap between two chairs, speaking in a slightly lowered voice so as not to disturb the people sleeping nearby.

If he chose to engage in a direct confrontation, no matter how many tricks Tang楼 exhausted, he would ultimately end up colliding with the crystal spheres formed by the surrounding void fire. According to the divination of the Ji Spirit Jade Coin, there was an eighty percent chance of his demise.

Having previously only mastered the first three stances of this humanitarian cultivation technique, Tang Lou now drove it with the realm of a Golden Immortal. Combined with his comprehension of humanity, he instantly mastered all five stances and fused them into a single grand immortal art.

Seeing that Chang Cong still looked half-comprehending, Bai Bai rolled her eyes and unceremoniously showed her contempt for the good-for-nothing.

"Who are you calling a dog?" Lan Qiao'er's anger surged instantly. Since Rong Qian refused to let her see, she was all the more determined to snatch it away.

After the Immortal Palace was destroyed, Li Yan, the sect master of the Thousand Immortals Sect, personally led his disciples to seek revenge against the Heaven-Bearing Mansion, only to be stopped by that same person.

"This is the Profound Gate's Hundred-Map Illusion!" Hu Qin's voice reached Master Yan's ears, and she continued, "This isn't actually a mountain ravine, nor is it flat ground. It only appears to be a mountain ravine due to the influence of the illusion; in reality, it is merely flat ground."

"Two or three days? I'm afraid that's far from enough. Even the vanguard of the Qilin Clan, who are closest to here, will still require ten days to arrive," Hao Tian sighed.

Inside the hall, the silence was terrifying. Although the outside remained noisy, the hall itself was dead silent.

Just as Ru Qingshi was about to speak, she saw Mother Zhu returning from afar with an embarrassed expression on her desk, so she stopped talking and refrained from bringing the matter up, continuing her mahjong game with Dong Lifin.

"I'm sorry, but I already have a companion!" Fan Yilin's words left the young man quite disappointed.

"Brother Duan, would you like Longjing tea or Pu'er?" Ma Hongmei asked as she opened the storage cabinet.

Since most people were out purchasing goods for the New Year, the teahouse was sparsely populated with hardly any customers, leaving no concern of anyone overhearing their conversation.

Finally, Matt seemed to touch the rock wall ahead; the cave had finally come to an end. Matt's heart involuntarily relaxed, as if nothing else could compare to the joy he felt at that moment, and a special sensation welled up in his heart.

The crowd dispersed one after another. Only Hao Tian and Ancestor Xuanwu exchanged a glance, cast a suspicious and uncertain look toward the endless abyss, and departed together.

During their last meeting, that scene—she wanted the male protagonist to know that she loved him and wanted to marry him.

"I've been to Ancheng quite a few times and visited all the places. In such hot weather, staying at home to blast the air conditioning and go swimming is pretty nice!" Lin Yanqing replied with a smile.

Judging from the initial progress of the entire "Stars Over the Seven Continents" plan, this pattern would be maintained for at least the first few months before expanding to other continents.

In truth, all three of them knew which room had caught fire first, but they tacitly chose not to speak of it, being too lazy to mention it.

The giant aloe vera actually possessed hemostatic properties. Holding the giant Panax notoginseng, wouldn't that allow the wounded to have their injuries heal automatically?