47 47—Top of the Heavenly Ladder, Cosmic Second Ring (Nutrient Solution at Midnight)

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Glancing up at the clock on the wall, it was exactly six o’clock. Qing Tian finished heating the meal and prepared to leave. The others who had been watching the commotion naturally could not witness the treatment method any further. However, from Old Tian’s words and expression, it was clear that this method was indeed effective and should be able to save her life.

When the knocking was first heard, it startled Wang Feng, who had just been abruptly awakened from a dream. But upon hearing Qing Huan’s voice, he completely relaxed. The absurd dream had no impact on him at all, and he immediately got out of bed to open the door.

Despite suffering such severe injuries, Tie Yuanhai still forced himself to gather his true energy, disregarding the turmoil in his heart and the signs of demonic possession. Using his blood to solidify the strings of his qin, this time it was his very lifeblood nourishing the instrument, causing the Blood Iron Dragon’s roar to emit a radiant red light that stretched endlessly.

I opened the car door and went to a nearby supermarket to buy the best heater. Carrying it, I went to find Sister Li, who was just about to close up and rest. I hurriedly called out to her, and when she saw me, her beautiful eyes couldn’t hide her surprise and delight.

Wang Taiyi looked at the extraordinarily powerful sword energy and was somewhat astonished. An elite-grade technique of the wild level, this battle skill rivaled the national secret arts of the Dayan Dynasty. Who was this guy? Its destructive power was incredibly strong; he hadn’t expected to see such a high-level battle skill, so this trip was not in vain.

Row after row of rocky barriers were shattered, even when mixed with heavy metals or molten lava. It was simply like withering wood being broken, like an ephemeral insect shaking a tree.

“Don’t come anymore, there are too many people,” Qing Tian said shyly, trying to hide, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

The Divine Emperor’s God Eye did not disappoint Wang Feng. After successfully replicating the Three Talents Sword Art, it allowed Wang Feng to narrowly evade this opponent’s sword move.

Chu Haoran understood Ayako Kamijo’s meaning; she felt that she was there to monitor him, holding such an important position, which made her feel somewhat uneasy.

The Sentinel was fighting the Silver Shadow Knight, and the intense energy waves threatened to destroy the entire city of New York. The Sentinel delivered a powerful strike, knocking the Silver Shadow Knight off his skateboard, crashing into a building like a cannonball, creating a crater resembling a meteor impact.

Not only was Kui Xiong shocked, but Blood Ling and Tian Qing, who were watching the battle, exchanged blank looks, questioning each other, only to find that they were equally puzzled.

This channel made countless Chinese film companies envious because it was a huge cake, but this big cake had caused many to stumble and fail; it was not something ordinary people could access.

More critically, after losing the medal to Lin Ruofeng this time, he had to find a way to get it back; otherwise, he could not explain himself to the owners of those medals.

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No one had ever dared to so directly confront Old Muhad’s face before. Even though he favored Wang Lang, he still couldn’t help but feel displeased.

“Of course I’m willing, but—” Upon confirmation, Yanshan immediately responded, looking troubled at the few people beside him. Although they hadn’t known each other long, having endured hardships together, and despite their somewhat timid dispositions, they could be counted as loyal.

“Master... Master hasn’t come out to play with Zhao’er for a long time. That day, after Master eagerly entered the main hall, he never came out again, and the hall’s doors have been locked,” Zhao’er said sadly, twirling her slender fingers through her hair. Her bright, clear eyes stared straight at the tightly shut giant doors.

Lin Fei infused a thread of innate energy into the Divine Whip, increasing its weight exponentially. The purer the innate energy he injected, the more powerful the whip’s strike became.

Lin Fei glanced around; the surrounding light was dim, and not far away he could hear the dripping of water, like a mountain spring.

In the late hours of the night, Song Jianyi still couldn’t sleep. She frequently wrung a towel to wipe Zhou Qi, occasionally taking his temperature.

Actually, Yang Jie could have watched the performance from the front stage. But fearing she might influence Director Deng’s judgment, she chose to observe from backstage.

Among the besieged caravan, a few archers stood up and began shooting arrows at the backs of the bandits.

Sword Ming sighed and smiled bitterly upon seeing the price listed, thinking to himself that it was definitely beyond his means.

Thanks to Xie Xunzhu’s protection, Coral only choked on a couple of mouthfuls of water when she first fell in, and later fainted from panic and shock.

Yu Ran was very familiar with this place. Before becoming Yu Ran, as Fu Yu Ran, she had spent 350 out of 365 days here each year.

She had come to see the new neighbors, intending to make a show of strength so they would know that her family ruled this alley—and to ensure good gift-giving during festivals and holidays.

Qin Lingzhi, using the faint firelight, noticed that the frequency of the defending archers’ attacks had slowed greatly.

As Nangong Zheng approached Mu Xuexian’s resting courtyard and saw her sitting in the yard drinking tea, he smiled and greeted her.

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Unable to resist, I reached out to scratch, only to find something stuck to my face.

He hurried to the Imperial Garden, where Jiang Tianlang, Jiang Nan’er, and Wu Sanqian had surrounded Shen Fei.

Waking naturally from sleep, Ding Yang heard the commotion downstairs. Through the window, he saw Aunt Wu and others rehearsing.

Above the Flowing Clouds Mountain Range were three spiritual sources. Major sects needed to begin claiming these sources, which inevitably required battles within the academy.

He had lost the will to continue probing indirectly, having heard that those who toy with hearts meet ill fate.

Shen Fei and Zhao Jiaxin also emerged from the bedroom. Remembering there was business to attend to today, Shen Fei didn’t continue to linger in bed.

“Ah, I really don’t understand you, sister. If you like something, you always have to declare ownership,” she pursed her lips, truly baffled.

Hua Yudie’s beautiful eyes trembled as a streak of firelight passed by her side, striking directly at Fakyou’s arm.

The power of the five-star spiritual talisman could directly harness the forces of heaven and earth—the same forces Chen Ye once used to unleash his Form-Spirit Crushing Fist.

If the lesion on the thigh was an organic disease pressing on the nerves, such cases were rare; secondly, it would be unlikely for it to go unnoticed at such a severe stage.