Chapter 35

Ling Ximo was not worried that Aunt Lan would fail to understand. Although Aunt Lan lacked spiritual energy and could not cultivate, those in the Mu Mansion who possessed spiritual roots practiced regularly, and she had learned much from them, including matters regarding cultivation.

Ling Yuan blankly took the stack of papers, feeling as though the expression on the other person’s face as they tossed them over was equivalent to throwing away a pile of useless waste.

In that moment, Jiang Dongyu’s temper suddenly flared; he looked at the massive sea beast as if it were a gourmet meal.

Ye Chuqi and Ye Shijiu felt weary. They had spent half the day worrying about whether they should mention seeing the disciples of the Ethereal Sect, only to realize that the two main parties involved did not care about such things at all.

Humans are, after all, biological entities, and the primary objective of any organism is survival. When faced with survival, gentlemanly conduct is nothing but nonsense.

Zhao Feihong roared through gritted teeth, but because half of his mouth was swollen and festering, his words carried no threat, possessing instead a bizarre, tragic sense of comedy.

Under the scorching sun, giant trees toppled, flames roared, and smoke billowed; the mountain forests, ravaged by war, were already riddled with holes. On the earth, blood flowed like a river, and hundreds of mangled beast corpses lay exposed in the wilderness, presenting a grim and desolate sight.

The space was too heaven-defying; the more people who knew about it, the greater the danger. Gong Wuxie was an exception beyond all expectations. Even if she trusted him, should he eventually betray her, he would be powerless once she entered the space.

The sword light of Mount Luofu erupted, cold as ice and snow, like a soul-reaping grim reaper. It carried the freezing chill that could lock all things in place and the sharpness that could shatter heaven and earth, blooming here with pride and solitude.

It was far more exciting than in previous years. Every day of the competition was filled with anticipation, suspense, and overflowing passion.

That may be so, but when Fang Rigui left, Xie Tao furrowed his brows. He felt a persistent, inexplicable sense of unease.

The man in black smiled bitterly to himself. He had intended to destroy the seal box, only to witness the true cultivation level of the head of the Shi family in the south of the city. It seemed that the heads of the other three families were not necessarily weaklings either; he had truly misjudged the situation this time.

"37 Basol Street." Angie-Perris walked behind Song Tianyao, gently massaging his shoulders with both hands as she spoke softly.

The newcomer sneered, his low, hoarse voice laced with seven parts mockery and three parts jealousy. Naturally, the way he looked at Zhou Cheng suggested he was examining a pile of cow dung.

As soon as Han Ao Yegong took control of the military and political power, he agreed to the evacuation of these overseas Chinese and opened the territorial waters, allowing the warships and frigates of the Huaxia nation to enter. By now, the Huaxia warships were already prepared and had reached the port, ready to receive the overseas citizens.

"You want to kill someone, so you kill them? Did you have to set the shantytown on fire?" The man with the sweat towel frowned. The residents of the shantytown were either fleeing in fear of being caught in the crossfire or risking their lives to salvage worthless belongings from the flames. The entire area was filled with the wailing of adults and the cries of infants, looking even more chaotic than the armed conflict itself.

The appearance of Fang Rigui and Mo Rushi was like a moving spectacle in this slum, attracting much attention. People from Asia would never come here while traveling in Dunshenghua.

The power of the Demon-Suppressing Stele was instantly destroyed under the Hand of Ten Thousand Buddhas' Compassion. The massive palm crushed toward me, forcing me to retreat step by step. Luo Shuiyue, who was in the carriage, could no longer remain a bystander; she rushed out, her emerald-green sword energy arriving to share some of the pressure.

The latter looked somewhat helpless, arms crossed, and then nodded, signaling his maximum concession.

To be honest, Wei Xiao felt it was all too strange. The people here did not shun him, nor were they surprised by his arrival.

On the fat man's palm, a bloody, gaping maw was chewing on what he had just swallowed.

When Yang Xian heard this, the anger in his heart ignited, but for the safety of the Ye sisters, it was necessary to continue feigning compliance. Moreover, Yang Xian could not show any sign of worry, maintaining only a lighthearted and detached demeanor.

"When did you get in? No... perhaps I should ask, how did you get in?" one of the observers asked Jiang He. Clearly, entering the interstellar mothership required extremely complex procedures; it was impossible for Jiang He to pass the biological authentication alone.

After a hearty round of shelling, the players came to their senses and began discussing it in a flurry of voices.

"If Father wants grain, just ask properly and we will give it; why make it so confrontational and scare Zhaodi and Yuanyuan?"

Ye Feng hesitated. Although he was undergoing a "mortal realization," he felt he should support the cause of Hot Spring Island.

Su Yun actually felt a pang of heartache; after all, ever since they arrived on the desolate island, Ye Feng had been constantly busy.

Leng Yiyi—a character illustration he had pulled in the mid-game. It seemed the SN Medical Research Institute had just been built, so a ten-pull reward was issued, and Leng Yiyi was the guaranteed S-rank illustration character that came out of that batch.

"The warrior has heard of my name?" Gonggong Xuanyuan was somewhat surprised, but also secretly pleased, feeling proud that his fame had spread far and wide.

Cao Ge spent most of his time busy with work; having a trusted person to look after Li Jing'er allowed him to strive for success with peace of mind.

"Yes, actually, you can break through to the Divine Realm right now." Linghu Rui looked up at Qin Wentian, and seeing the divine light in Qin Wentian's eyes, a wicked, charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Old Bat and the Wolf King quickly retreated; they did not want to be caught in the crossfire of the sacred aura released by Paladin.

Three months later, Bai Jiade finally emerged from his seclusion, his strength having advanced from a level 26 professional to a level 27 professional.

Wanyan Zongbi did not attack Lu Zhishen directly but stopped right in front of him.

As an executive at the Imperial Group, her fame had risen significantly in less than a year. The company had developed in an orderly fashion and even planned to expand into overseas markets. However, since Li Jing'er was the founder of the brand, she held the final decision-making power regarding its ultimate commercial value.

The Red-Robed Mage had to set aside time to organize the guard to sweep the city, and he issued a bounty, hiring mercenaries to harvest these undead monsters that had suddenly appeared in the forest.