Chapter 60 Even Skeletons Can Eat Ice Jelly

The female cultivator, who was about to reach out and take something, suddenly paused halfway. She was unaware of the fates of the other greedy individuals within the cave dwelling, but caution had become second nature to her. Near death, her fear of dying only intensified. She resolved to seek only the longevity pills she most urgently needed, leaving the rest behind for now. After circling the shelves once, the female cultivator made a discovery.

“Longevity pills, capable of extending life by a hundred years.”

Her eyes lit up instantly. She opened the box and...

Some even wondered if it was all a staged act—San Sheng Pharmaceuticals seeking fame, using Dingxin Group as a mere advertisement. Yet escalating to the level of death seemed somewhat exaggerated. Regardless, it was all mere speculation.

Before Qiao Yu gained any renown, it was better to make some acquaintances than to build enemies.

Placing oneself in the position of the weak, merely borrowing some power from the world to become stronger than others—fundamentally, this was no different from the firearms and other hot weapons humans created.

Qin Yao, watching the situation, seemed to hold absolute confidence in Lin Chen's strength. She showed no trace of panic or fear, standing still with a detached expression and a gaze of disdain.

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Shadows descended like an impending natural disaster. The terrifying aura radiating from the Yulong spaceship sent the floating continent's triangular dinosaurs into a frenzy, sensing the threat of death and scattering in all directions.

Her cheeks slightly flushed, she glanced at Liu Yi, tempted to flee immediately, yet felt it would be improper to do so. Jiang Shulian, draped in a towel, slowly settled into a lounge chair.

After some casual chatter, hurried footsteps echoed outside the main hall. “Hall Master, something terrible has happened!” The departing Immortal Emperor knelt halfway before Feng Ying.

Mo Xi remained silent. The environment she lived in allowed no space for her own voice. Whatever her father said was absolute. But now that things had come to this, was this truly what she wanted?

At first, it was tolerable. But as the stalemate dragged on, Jun Yixiao's expression grew increasingly grim, sweat trickling down his face.

As Tian Jian finished speaking, he swung the Divine Kite Sword in his hand, cleaving through a segment of the fleshless ghost beast.

He glanced again at the front of the carriage; indeed, there was a dent on that side. Could the “thud” sound really have been from hitting someone?

In the demon realm, demons who caused chaos were governed solely by the Celestial Realm's Demon-Slaying Immortals. The stray demons wreaking havoc among mortals were the blood sacrifices for the Demon-Slayers' swords.

After sitting down, Ling Xi remained silent, seemingly lost in quiet thought or memory.

Blending ancient Chinese architectural styles with features of Western castles, Xue Ning had evidently put great care into the internal planning of Giant Wolf Stronghold.

The valley halfway up the mountain had been leveled and tidied, with tall buildings entirely constructed from deep blue stone rising in succession.

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Shen Yan had seen through the truth: he was not of the crown prince's direct lineage. Even if he devoted himself wholeheartedly to assisting Xu He, his future prospects for advancement were slim.

The vermilion gates of Mile Temple were forcibly thrown open as two bloodied figures were hurled into Budha Temple, crashing down like two sacks of broken hemp and shattering dozens of white bricks.

Just yesterday, they had joyfully received news that Lord Ning Yin had suffered a demonic deviation during cultivation and vanished without a trace.

To the east, a team member’s movements were precise and fluid—the fist thrown seemed slow yet was executed cleanly, without any hesitation.

The battle lasted over ten minutes, finally ending with the mechanical eyeball ceasing its resistance.

“A lone cultivator reaching this level is truly impressive!” someone exclaimed.

Mu knew that her words were based on numerical analysis, but she herself was neither sensitive to numbers nor inclined to study them.

Especially Xiao Feng, who had even bent the captain’s jaw with a punch, then disappeared for four days—truly, his courage was sky-high.