Volume One, Chapter 42: Anning Temple, the Eternal Lamp

Perhaps because she had wept her heart out and released her pent-up emotions, or perhaps because she knew Gao Xia was keeping her company by her side, Ji Shu’s broken heart finally calmed down, and she drifted into a slumber amidst soft sobs.

"Then let us discuss the categories of your two million supplies," he said bluntly.

"Do not be nervous. This is not Senyuan City, Zheng Weiqi." Xing Xiang glanced at Zheng Weiqi with a hint of amusement, showing no hostility whatsoever.

Due to the hostile relationship between the two sides, it was destined to be difficult for the Wu people led by Mo Yan to make headway in Eastern Continent. Therefore, in most cases, Mo Yan's witches operated in secret, which also meant they could gather very little intelligence.

What about the words previously spoken by the Wen family? What exactly was the matter from back then? Was there truly a hidden story behind the death of the Lou family member all those years ago? What was the actual truth?

Based on previous deductions, most cultivators guessed that the immortal sect ruins beneath Mount Loujie belonged to the remote and ethereal Misty Sect from the ancient era of immortals and demons. If that were indeed the case, the cultivators would have to face the renowned and formidable Misty Solitary Swan Array.

Zhou An sat cross-legged on a rush mat with the burning alchemy furnace right in front of him. His eyes were closed shut, and he remained motionless.

Seeing his subordinate rush in hurriedly with several slash marks on his clothes, Huang Hai immediately had a bad premonition.

However, if two grandmasters of the Celestial Realm engaged in a duel by appointment, fighting one-on-one to determine the victor—resulting in the death of one or even both perishing together—that could be considered normal. Alternatively, if two major sects or pugilistic factions went to war and a Celestial Realm master died, it was also quite understandable.

"Boa constrictor?" Jiutian had never heard of such a thing. He understood spiritual plants, but not animals.

Yao Yue and Li烈 (Li Lie) also brought out their latest cultivation achievement, the seventh stage of the Divine Realm, to resist, but they were barely holding on.

If anyone was enjoying seeing Song Zehao being scolded the most at this moment, besides Fang Yan, Pei Jun was probably one of them.

However, immediately afterwards, they saw their boss lying lifeless on the ground. Seized with sudden fury, they raised their guns to attack Qiguo. Unfortunately, Qiguo was extremely cunning; upon discovering that the two had entered, she kept tangling with the fourth brother so they couldn't shoot her directly.

Hansheng had followed his father hunting for a living in his youth, honing formidable archery skills. After joining the army, Hansheng never let his archery lapse, practicing daily: while others used a half-stone bow, he used a one-stone bow; when they used a one-stone bow, he used a one-and-a-half-stone bow. This bow was forged from refined iron, a one-and-a-half-stone bow that ordinary people could not possibly use. Your Excellency might wish to try it.

In the end, the young Sakya sect leader of that time, the future Living Buddha Phagpa, emerged out of nowhere and completely dismantled Taoism in every aspect.

From initial absolute confidence and poise to becoming increasingly unsettled now, it was simply because the supplies at hand were running lower and lower.

Someone with sharp eyes spotted Yingxue approaching and shouted out, and the crowd immediately cleared a path for the two of them to pass through.

In his mind, uncertain matters of the future were never worth discussing prematurely, as they involved far too many variables.

"Did you come specifically to congratulate me?" Qiguo raised an eyebrow, though she was quite pleased inside.

Had they gone to the trouble of orchestrating so many matters intricately just to take such a huge detour simply to let the brother and sister meet?

However, before the group could even rest for a moment, Lingling caught the sound of approaching hooves. Xiaoyu covered her mouth in astonishment, pointing speechlessly at the distant area behind Lingling.

Sang Erhu finally spoke haltingly. They had been afraid of being scolded out by Sang Chun for going off to do private work and leaving the road-paving aside. It was only starting this morning that they began taking turns going out to work, which is why this group dared to boldly sneak off to gather seafood.

Upon entering, there was the cashier counter. Walking past it, one could see the tank raising lobsters.

Sure enough. Constantly imagining himself as the Magma Destroyer, Doro truly transformed into the Magma Destroyer within this illusionary realm.

The fellow villagers also noticed that the incubation base was different from usual; previously, they could find an excuse to come and go, but now that door was completely sealed off to outsiders.

"Very well, Department Head Zhang! I will arrange everything personally for you. Please come inside, the two of you!" With that, he personally led the way, escorting Wu Kai and Department Head Zhang to a private dining room.

The matter itself was extremely mysterious. Although Yuan Zhenxiao possessed strong deductive reasoning, he still found it difficult to piece together a clear train of thought, so he simply spoke of what he had managed to figure out.

"So Nina, Yuqi will recuperate here peacefully for this period. Yuqi, rest assured, you will be safe during this time," Wei Feng said in a deep voice.

Building upon the raw materials provided by us, Chang Zhiwei had truly exhausted his skills, producing crow-feather rice, reed-leaf zongzi, and glutinous rice cakes that left everyone thoroughly satisfied.

For a veteran doctor in active practice not to recognize that robust Western elder's name or have seen his photograph, the situation would be as unbelievable as an active professional Go player not knowing Lin Haifeng.

Now, knowing that the rabbits harbored this sulfur-inhibited parasite, two weeks would be enough to infect the majority of the city's population. If a cure could not be found, I fear very few people here would survive in the end.

The glaring light there finally vanished bit by bit, and two figures slowly came into everyone's sight.

He Ranran had already met these five princesses many times at Grand Marshal He's estate, and she also knew that they were originally sent to the He family by the Zhuge family, except that the elderly matriarch Qiu Fengyu had directly given them to He Qingfan instead.

With a cold sneer, Ye Fan slowly turned into a narrow, dim alley. After hesitating slightly and carefully scouting around, the young man closely followed Ye Fan into the alley.

Watching that laser beam shoot forth, Riejia did not know how to describe his feelings. He both hoped this attack would be as ineffective as the Hydralisk's previous attack and felt that was impossible.

Poisonous Sandworms seemed low in threat, but they were actually extremely troublesome. Their usual diet consisted of swallowing sand, making their digestive systems incredibly tough and far superior to other demonic beasts. Furthermore, they were venomous creatures that could spit sand carrying lethal toxins; once contaminated, one required spiritual medicine for treatment.

"Good heavens, which unlucky fellow ran into this millennium-old grass-mud horse?!" Everyone shared this exact thought.

The conference room was dead silent. Compared to the bumpy suffering Giancana endured in the car, this was indeed something that filled him with even greater terror.

Looking at the oncoming wall of black iron cavalry rushing forward like a black tide, Guchen realized he could no longer run away, as all directions were surrounded. He could only break through by relying on his own martial prowess.

This time, she had a smooth dining experience in the employee cafeteria. During the meal, no one came to share her table, nor did she encounter that cute young man from the marketing department.

That afternoon at 2:00 PM, Zhang Mengxi walked out of her father Zhang Yaoquan's ward with elegant steps, slowly descended the stairs, and headed towards the hospital's underground parking lot.