Chapter 66: All Things Have Spirits, the Blizzard is Coming (Includes Bonus Chapter for Nutrient Fluid)

Among the crowd of youths, Zhou Chen caught sight of a familiar figure, none other than Qiao Erqiang, and promptly grabbed hold of him.

Wang Shuaibin, who was drinking water to calm himself down, could not hold it back in the end and spat out a mouthful of water.

She shook her head and glanced back at the wooden bathing tub. If Meijing could see her eyes at this moment, she would certainly be startled by the piercing brilliance shining within them. She thought to herself that there were quite a few medicinal herbs around here; although some had already been used for Lin Ruosheng, there might still be some left over.

The dying Mirror Ghost suddenly turned into a bloody mist in mid-air and completely vanished from the world.

As the final moments of the college entrance examination sprint approached, Zhuo Nai finally steeled her heart and made a completely clean break with Xiu Qiyuan.

As time dragged on, the Bimu monster grew resentful and desperate, gathering over a hundred evil spirits and phantoms in the East Sea commandery to endlessly pester the Earth God. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, it whipped up even more violent, wicked waves and rolled its colossal body, attempting to move Jade Screen Mountain down to the ocean floor. Should that happen, Lingjia Bay, deprived of Jade Screen Mountain's divine protection, would undoubtedly meet a grim fate.

"Don't look!" Jiang Chun issued the command, and Fantasy passively turned around, facing away from Jiang Chun. Although deprived of eye contact, Fantasy's spiritual scrutiny of Jiang Chun's "person" continued unabated.

Who would have thought that Biluo's target was not the First Madam at all? She snatched up the cinnabar from the table and swallowed it in one gulp.

The eighty-nine-year-old elder had almost completely white hair. Feng Ying held the old woman's hair, feeling a pang of sorrow.

He had always thought the person before him was merely a coward clinging to life and fearing death, but seeing Wang Yan show such loyalty and deep affection for his master now made him look at Wang Yan in a whole new light.

Lake Kazer boasts breathtaking scenery, with water as clear as crystal. One side of the lake is lined with euphrates poplar forests, while the other stretches into boundless grasslands.

Ling Tanxue felt somewhat helpless. Instead of replying to the message, she put down her phone and went back to refining her spring apparel designs.

Before the Huoyun Pu mutiny, Huoyun Yue and Huoyun Ketan were two of the major deputy commanders of the East City Guards, and each of them had been backed by different factions.

"Great King, may we give it a try?" Awakened from his astonishment by the wind's voice, the nobles of the royal capital still found it hard to believe the reality before their eyes.

He was, after all, a dignified hall master of the Dead Corpse Clan. If this were thousands of years ago, back when the Dead Corpse Clan was at the height of its prosperity, cooperating with him would have been out of the question; even just wanting to catch a glimpse of him would have been a supreme luxury, entirely dependent on whether he was in a good mood.

The interior of the auction house was decorated with opulent magnificence, the floors covered in soft, patterned yellow carpets that felt exceedingly comfortable and plush beneath the feet. Huatian Cheng, the Fairy Chang'e, along with Jixiang and Qian Jin, sat on either side. Fearing unnecessary chaos, Fairy Chang'e had kept her face mask on ever since arriving in Xijing City.

After Jun Yi left, Xie Yan did not depart immediately, choosing instead to wait right here until the palace attendants he had dispatched returned.

Ling Tanxue shook her head. Although she found it strange, she did not say much more. She was merely here to eat and had no business meddling in how expensive the uniforms of other people's servers could be.

Hu Yan asked, "Alright, but are you really going to pass on this cultivation technique? From what I can see, this technique is at least sufficient to cultivate all the way up to the Golden Core stage, and even reaching the Nascent Soul stage is not out of the question. Given the habits and character of you humans, wouldn't such a technique usually be kept hidden and tightly guarded as a precious secret?"

After Uncle Xu finished speaking, a hint of dread flickered in his eyes, as if he had not expected something legendary to actually manifest in reality.

The sixth layer was indeed different; the Dantian sea of consciousness, which previously could never be filled, finally showed signs of saturation. He could even sense the strange little fish within the sea of consciousness swimming about with even greater vitality.

Wen Jinju sighed with emotion, "This is also what brings me the greatest comfort. Seeing him looking cheerful and full of vigor every day, one can easily tell how happy he is. We have Yuhan to thank for all of this; she is the one who brought all these blessings to our son."

Clasping the Mirror of Past Lives, she longed to catch another glimpse of that damned figure, but the mirror reflected only a sea of fire. Sheng Nanjing and the others actually met a rather good end; after Sheng Huayuan's death, he unified the realm, and as long as he occupied the throne, the common people lived in peace and contentment.

Not far away loomed a towering peak. This mountain stood out from all the others because its slopes were largely devoid of trees, revealing only bare, dark rock that appeared somewhat jarring compared to the surrounding lush greenery.

Yu Ling wondered, "He has been in the capital for so many days, and things must have piled up waiting for him back in Pengcheng. Besides... why on earth does he have to call me?" A man who didn't even keep in touch with Sister Gu, his own biological mother, would bother to contact her?

The mud was gradually washed away, revealing pale skin. Qin烨 finally regained his breath, though he had yet to wake up.

The two young men whose names were called responded with eager shouts, swiftly leaping down from the city wall and dashing away at a run.

"Saying it's our organization's training base is just a title; in truth, not only our organization, but people from other organizations come here as well," Li Xueqing said.

Struck by a tremendous force, his figure staggered back five or six steps before Huang Zhaoyang reached out with one hand to steady him, helping him regain his footing.

"..." Perhaps, in a certain sense, the man before her was even more dangerous than those three hoodlums from earlier.