Chapter 22: Intent to Kill

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The Soul Contract is a type of artifact creation, forged by combining various precious materials with a strand of the laws of heaven and earth. Different levels of Soul Contracts exist for different cultivators; once signed, they are witnessed by the mysterious Heavenly Dao. Violating a Soul Contract leads to the Five Decays of Heaven and Man at best, and the total annihilation of body and soul at worst. However, such things are extremely rare, and ordinary itinerant cultivators could never possess one. Wang Chen naturally had none, so...

The Wagang Army and Zhang Xutuo’s army drew up battle lines outside Xingyang City. After a brief standoff, the numerically inferior force of Zhang Xutuo took the initiative to form squares and charge.

There was still much to do today: steaming buns, frying meatballs, writing and pasting spring couplets, and preparing a place for Uncle Zhou’s family to stay tomorrow night. Both families would spend New Year’s Eve together, and it would be inconvenient for them to leave too late.

Upon hearing Li Beiluo’s words, Li Xiuxiu took a deep breath. Dao Da and his men had actually killed Li Beiluo’s mother—no wonder she had been so ruthless at the time.

Although he had been a supreme deity in his lifetime, he was now nothing but a soul; what was there left for him to fear?

Many people emerging from the supermarket cast their gazes over, unable to stop themselves from snickering.

"Dad, are you alright?" Yuan Qian asked nervously, unable to help herself from clinging to Yuan Shu’s arm.

Heaven knows why this scepter would be mutually attracted to Viliya. As her grandfather, didn't he know Viliya's aptitude all too well?

Two incense sticks of time later, he returned to the mountains of the southern village and arrived at the cave he had previously excavated.

As the system finished speaking, Liu Heng couldn't help but jump with excitement, roaring in his sea of consciousness. He had finally made the system eat humble pie—something every transmigrator dreams of.

Greeting them briefly, she hurriedly said she was going downstairs to buy breakfast, then fled the house as if escaping, truly running downstairs to buy breakfast.

Cheng Zhan ran onto the high platform in excitement, whispering something into the ear of a handsome young man named Brother Xing.

Before eight o'clock, everyone had been seen off. The elderly couple thought they could rest early, but then the knocking sounded again.

Of course, the workers would politely thank him, saying Boss Zhao was a good man and would surely make a fortune in the future.

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But Liu Wang could not forget the sight of the old man beside him sweeping away a sea of chaotic stars with a wave of his hand.

She was so impressive that Liu Wang wanted to recruit her into his team. Although her spiritual incantations and lineage were average, that was not a problem for him at all.

He had always felt different from ordinary people, but the shamans of the grassland had never thought much of it at the time, simply regarding him as a half-breed with an excellent lineage.

Qing Luan gripped the "Green Bird," swung it fiercely, and fired a shot toward the phantom. The shot carried blue flames, and any space the flames passed through shattered due to the intense energy fluctuations.

Feng Bufan stood up, his gaze shifting between Fang Xiu and Xie Sanfeng, as if both were suspects.

When she was in the hospital, it was inconvenient for many to visit. After returning home, Gao Yuanyuan’s friends and relatives came to see her, as did some friends who were close to Zhao Hao.

At the time, Uncle Shi’s imposing stature and terrifying martial power had truly left Zhou Tianyang feeling incomparably shocked.

As a top-five tycoon in the European mercenary world, he was known for his cold-blooded cruelty; never had he been cursed to his face like this.

She thought that even if Brother A-Chen did not like her, she did not intend to start her first relationship rashly.

Hua Wanggui spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell backward, fainting on the spot from sheer rage.

"I never said I could break the deadlock with just my twenty thousand soldiers; I still need His Highness and the three generals to cooperate!" Chu Feng naturally understood that his recent high profile had already invited the jealousy of many.

Entering the haunted house, it felt cool and eerie. There weren't many people visiting, and although Liu Yiyi had been to haunted houses before, she felt a chill seep into her bones—it was far more sinister and terrifying than any she had visited previously. She grabbed Qin Tian’s clothes involuntarily.

Chu Feng looked disdainful. "I don't care who you are. You’d better shut your filthy mouth, or I won't mind teaching you a lesson again!" Chu Feng said, rolling his eyes with supreme arrogance.

When Li Cungang saw Qin Tian’s appearance, his expression changed. Before he could finish his sentence, he looked as if he had seen a ghost, swallowing the rest of his words.

Qin Tian drove toward the food street, where both sides were lined with barbecue stalls, gourmet shops, and ice cream parlors.

"Someone from the Upper Sect has arrived! The Sect Master is calling for us!" Seeing Li Shi ask, she explained.

He had a personal friendship with Moses, primarily because Moses had set out from here for the Beastman Grassland years ago.

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But most people don't actually need to master so much mechanical knowledge; they only need to master the manufacturing methods of one or a few specific mechanisms, and then build them.

Subconsciously, Ximen Feng glanced at Beiming Kun not far away. Sensing Ximen Feng’s gaze, Beiming Kun hurriedly offered a fawning smile, full of obsequiousness.

But after opening the treasure chest, Barton entered a state of cold indifference, as if he had just finished "that."

"The Great Monk Tongming is not far from the Primordial Spirit realm!" Witnessing his opponent’s power, sweat beaded on Li Zhibai’s forehead as he began to ponder how to retreat.

However, everyone generally knew that due to the fierce competition between elite special forces, and with several peerless experts emerging as instructors for various units over the past two years, the Python Tooth had been surpassed and was nearly on the verge of disbanding.

Roar! Roar! Two strange cries rang out as two demons—a robust man above the waist and a giant scorpion below—charged over.

At that moment, Jiang Ke stepped off the platform, patted the dazed Wu Dang on the shoulder, and led him away. They had only walked a few steps when five military vehicles drove in from afar.

"Zhan Hu, I lost a middle-grade spirit stone to deal with you this time. With the power of the Xuanyuan Mirror, let’s see how you can turn things around!" Dugu Feiyang’s face was sinister; he had long been in cahoots with Sima Haotian.

However, after waiting for a moment, there was no movement from the other side. He looked up hesitantly and saw that the girl’s eyes were fixed, her pupils unfocused. Though her body was there, her soul had clearly departed.

As Wen Sheng left with the City Lord’s wife, she winked at Pei Yan, signaling him not to worry.

The most terrifying thing was that He Lianfang won every battle without a single defeat. He often won against superior numbers, most famously defeating an enemy force of 300,000 with only 30,000 men, leaving not a single survivor among the enemy.

Liuli loved her father dearly; for his sake, she would sacrifice her life. Coming to the White Lotus Holy Land this time was less about saving the villagers and more about saving her father.

Yang Shuhui, Miao Tiangang, and Old Madam Wang trembled, wishing they could butcher Qin Luotian.

The old lady was clearly much colder toward Chu Xuezhen’s family, at most saying a few words to Qin Luotian.