Volume 1, Chapter 43: Clues of the Blood Pill

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“Cultivator across the way, are you truly intending to interfere in a conventional war?!” Gongsun De drew a deep breath and shouted. The sound waves rippled through the air, carrying clearly for several miles.

To Ye Fan’s great surprise, after taking his punch, the black cat did not flee. Instead, it crouched a hundred meters away, staring at him while repeatedly licking its scarlet tongue.

Zhao Mingze had once tested the effective range of his throwing knives against third-tier targets. The result had been sixty meters.

Several more thunderous explosions rang out. Five inner guards of the Zhou family came flying in, their bodies drenched in blood. Their eyes were unfocused and their spirits shattered; it was clear they were barely holding on. Only then did Steward Zhou suddenly come to his senses. With a sharp swish, he swung up his saber and charged toward the dozen or so Zhao family guards who had stormed inside.

The weather gradually turned cold. Withered yellow bamboo leaves fell from the branches, spiraling in the bleak autumn wind, while the air was thick with the scent of conspiracy.

“You’re talking nonsense! This belongs to Young Lord Lin Yun. You can’t take it!” The clear voice was tinged with urgency.

Looking down at Yan Yi, whose aura was gradually weakening, Gu Chen refined a spirit stone, fused the Heavenly Dao into his spiritual power, and then infused it into Yan Yi’s body.

Hissing sounds continued without pause. Under the solemn gazes of the crowd, the string of fire lotuses grew shorter and shorter, gradually becoming a leaping pillar of flame before finally condensing into a fire lotus taller than a man.

At the very instant Sect Master Zhong died, Ye Fan, inside the crystal sphere, had nearly lost consciousness as well. His fists continued pounding wildly in every direction.

A golden blade formed entirely from arcs of electricity, more than a dozen yards long and flashing with golden-violet radiance, descended in an instant upon Xie Wudao.

Their speed could be said to surpass that of many martial artists in the Spirit-Gathering Realm, but in Wu Di’s eyes, it was still far from sufficient.

“What are you up to now?” The strength Han Chen displayed did not make the Titan King feel threatened, yet he still looked around with curiosity and caution.

The bare branches of the trees around the hospital had begun to sprout tender new buds. All things were reviving, and a new cycle of renewal was beginning.

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An outsider sees things most clearly. Whether it was the alchemist or the other two martial artists, all of them had noticed that something was wrong.

Wu Di answered without the slightest fear, slowly retreating to widen the distance by several dozen meters once more. Then he sat cross-legged beside one of the dried-corpse guards.

After hearing Song Yinghao’s words, the Grand Consecrator replied indifferently. He then turned around and looked at the other two consecrators, who had been automatically separated.

“What overbearing spatial turbulence.” Patriarch Fen Tianxing and the others withdrew their hands in unison. As they watched the rapidly vanishing void, they could not help sighing. Despite all of them acting together, the teleportation array they had just set up had been scattered in an instant.

Since Bai Zhi knew nothing about Prince Feng, could Luo Qing know something? And even if Luo Qing knew nothing, surely the old prince would at least know a few things.

In other words, any living being that possessed a perception system would have an especially conspicuous marker within that system.

He was just like me. He simply did not want to waste his time, nor abandon a partner he had already painstakingly refined.

Yet at that moment, the gentleness that had lingered at the corners of Xiao Yi’s lips was gone. Something gradually gathered in his eyes, deep and somber, leaving others unable to see through them.

Today was the final day for registration. Anyone in the palace who wished to sign up had probably already done so. Those who remained were mostly people hoping to find a shortcut.

So, from a certain perspective, although Li Jing had changed from the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King into the Pagoda-Bearing General, his position had actually become even more secure.

A wild boar’s body would settle into its adult form as it approached maturity. After that, its food consumption would stabilize. Only then would it be worth taming as a pack animal. The hunting parties active within the boars’ territory had plenty of methods for capturing and domesticating these beasts.

“According to the information I’ve gathered, the war between the Leaf Village and the Sand and Mist Villages has continued for nearly a month. The entire western region of the Land of Fire has already become a battlefield between the Leaf Village and the Sand Village,” Gaoshan emphasized.

“No. I feel much better today.” Xiao’s mother seemed to have a fine appetite. Smiling broadly, she drank her soybean milk, and in the blink of an eye, she had already finished more than half the bag.

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Qiushui was deeply unwilling to accept it, and intensely jealous of Su Wan’s circumstances. Why did every good thing always fall into her lap?

Everyone looked troubled and anxious. Unlike before, this time the blow had been comprehensive.

Xu Anmo chuckled, saying no more. He had only spoken because the mood had struck him; if anyone truly asked him for advice, he would find himself without the slightest idea.

What Han Yang had never expected, however, was that an even greater crisis was slowly closing in on him.

The crocodile was finally enraged. It shook its head and searched for its target, wondering who had disturbed it while it was sunbathing.

There were plenty of people who wanted him dead. Even when sleeping in prison at night, he had never dared to sink into a deep slumber, fearing that he might not open his eyes the next morning.

When Xi Mu presented Linda with the plane ticket and visa he had prepared for her, she was instantly moved beyond words. Her heart remained unsettled for a long time as she gazed at him with tears in her eyes.

So what if Wen Xi was now the young mistress of the Lu family? Sooner or later, the only woman beside Lu Qinghan would be Feng Qinya.

A-Man narrowed his eyes and studied the ghost soldiers in the distance. They stood in perfectly orderly ranks, each clad in metal armor and carrying a long spear. Unfortunately, their gazes were dull and vacant, devoid of reason.

There was nothing wrong with his legs. The car accident had injured his head and lungs, but after lying in bed for two months without walking, his legs had become unaccustomed to movement. He needed to practice gradually. The doctor had said that if he walked for a period of time every day, he would adapt within half a month.

At the venue, some once-famous stars whose careers had already faded also began putting their own plans into motion, taking action one after another.

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