Chapter 52

If it weren't for the bold characters "Pill Furnace" engraved on the lid, he would never have suspected that the Alchemy Sect had gifted him an electric rice cooker.

An immortal weapon... even now in its sealed state, could never pass through a transmission channel without shattering the fabric of space.

Still, this could be considered worth the price. After all, Feng Zhao didn't have much time for management; once the mission was concluded, he would even leave Piltover.

Gradually, the pork dwindled. Butcher Zhang used his own donkey cart to haul the remaining portion into the city to sell.

With the Daoist priest present, along with the talismans he provided, there was no immediate danger to life. Moreover, the solution to the problem seemed to offer other alternative paths.

Once all the carts had departed and no one else was left around, I finally pulled out the cinnabar, talismans, black dog blood, red string, and glutinous rice from my bag.

Inside the temple, illuminated by the flickering torchlight, stood an octopus-like statue, which presumably represented Nagakabouros.

"In our world, you won't find any dilapidated temples. If you really tried to crash somewhere else, you'd likely end up hauled into the magistrate's yamen," Han Feng replied.

Siming suddenly sensed something flowing through the surroundings—something that felt deeply familiar, yet remained intangible and invisible, completely enveloping the fierce ghost right before her eyes.

Without internet access along the way, coupled with the exhaustion of the past few days, Li Du couldn't help feeling dizzy in the car and ended up sleeping the entire journey.

"You know the condition of my mind. I want to teach properly, but the other two might not necessarily agree. You need to consider this carefully," Jiao Ming pulled out his ultimate trump card.

Therefore, upon hearing that the Emperor had been attacked, countless commoners would rush to the imperial palace to spontaneously defend him.

Facing such a team, playing against them felt like punching a pile of cotton—utterly harmless and ineffective.

Decades ago, Ye Fan moved his entire family to Big Dipper. After helping his parents step into the realm of cultivation, and acting upon Ye Jie's suggestion, he embarked on the starry ancient road. Battling all the way and remaining undefeated throughout the world, the sacred body's renown echoed across the entire human ancient road. By the time of his return, he had already become a Great Saint.

They still possessed a tiny scrap of brainpower, choosing not to charge straight ahead en masse, but instead forming a semicircle. Surrounding Shen Yibin from the left, right, and center, they muttered derogatory slang under their breaths, utterly failing to take Shen Yibin seriously.

When the kindergarten's assistant director heard that someone wanted to make a donation, she was initially thrilled. But upon catching sight of Shen Yibin's vehicle, her excitement instantly chilled—how much could someone driving a car like that possibly donate to the zoo?

Clearly, the red chakra pill in his hand was a treasure exchanged for the life of Otsutsuki Kinshiki.

Liang Haishan led Wang Zhi into a meeting room on the other side and eagerly stated the purpose of this encounter.

Mother Yang pushed Teacher Li aside, strode up to Yang Luo, pulled him slightly behind her, and raised her voice by a noticeable notch.

Yang Luo halted, casting a sidelong glance at the man. His pupils abruptly constricted—the person was none other than John, the "acquaintance" he had just run into upon entering the hospital. If his guess was correct, this man was Yulia's fiancé.

At that moment, Takuya Amemiya recalled what Saten Ruiko had said about the side effects of the Imagine Breaker—or rather, the Level Upper—before using it. It was rumored that users would fall unconscious. Takuya's expression shifted instantly as he finally comprehended what was truly happening.

Perhaps one day when the oceans turn into mulberry fields and the celestial bodies reverse their positions, there might still remain a sliver of possibility.

Suksa spoke once in Manchu and once in Chinese. Both Soni and Lengsengji were struck with utter panic; they had long been familiar with Suksa and knew him to be the Great Khan's confidant, yet they had never heard that this man could speak Chinese, let alone with such fluency.

Xie Zhengyang lowered his head without answering. Family affection and friendship had long since been worn away on the cruel battlefield; his mind was entirely occupied with how to survive.

For a time, those coming forward to cozy up to Liu Yan were countless. Her doorway was as bustling as a market, forming a stark contrast to the previous desolation.

Looking deeply aggrieved, Han Xiaoxiao unhappily poured out her grievances to her grandfather, Han Shouyi. Ever since returning from Guizong Rock that day, Han Xiaoxiao had hesitated for several days before finally confiding what happened to her grandfather.

The armored mage issued the command for the remaining hundreds of foul creatures to continue their assault. Then, chanting an incantation, he tore open a portal and vanished from the colossal cavern.

In a fraction of a second, Xiao Cheng's mind raced through countless thoughts. His eyes, once filled with despair and grief, regained their radiance and turned resolute.

Despite layers of protective spells, the dark-haired young mage could still feel the cold, bizarre, and twisted power of the Shadow Realm slowly permeating his skin and sinking into his marrow, feeling as though thousands of ugly skeletal claws were groping across his body.

Since the bride and groom needed to arrive early at the hotel entrance to welcome guests, they tidied up briefly and rushed over.

Was Su Hang really angry out of a misunderstanding? Seeing Annie's apologetic expression, Mi You's brows furrowed deeply.

"Hmph! I've got an extra mom and dad now! Big brother, if you bully me in the future, I'll have them deal with you!" I joked with my brother in a childish tone.

Her body twisted slightly into a rather peculiar posture, the blade grazing the tip of Guan Shaofeng's nose. The blade aura contained within it, buffered by the protection of spiritual fire, failed to inflict any real harm upon him.

If one day, she were to love Si Yue with all her heart and soul, while Si Yue, as the sovereign emperor, no longer loved her, where would she find refuge?

As it stood, the elderly Gao couple currently disliked this match. Had it not been for the friendship between the two families over so many years, they would have long since directly spoken up to call off the engagement.

"Huh?" Chu Luoxi's movements paused slightly, her reaction lagging for a moment. She had just been pondering matters regarding Baiyun, and this fellow was already calling her?

If the mistress came to find fault with the young mistress, she still held the formal status and title, leaving Zhusha inevitably worried for her own young lady.