Chapter 35: Has the Fish Taken the Bait?

Hua Susu: "!"
When had she ever been huddled up with Que Qing?
The next moment, she looked down and realized that at some point, her entire body had been snuggled against Que Qing’s chest.
Hua Susu: "..."
It must have been because Que Qing insisted on dragging her over to see that Sheep Nightmare Beast earlier, causing her to get so scared that she grabbed his arm and curled up into his embrace.
Thinking of how much this man detested her, Hua Susu pushed Que Qing away instantly and scrambled out of his arms.

Cai Yuanchong put his phone back into his pocket, raised his aged fingers to point at the massive display screen in the center of the living room, and said indifferently with a hint of arrogance on his lips.
On this semi-desolate planet of Earth, ginseng over a century old was a rare find. Although it was only ten or twenty years older than an eighty-year-old root, the medicinal efficacy was like night and day, worlds apart. If he could obtain a century-old ginseng, he was confident that he could further refine his cultivation after breaking through to the Qi Condensation Realm.

Just as Chen Long dodged the move, Zhantian had already reached him, and the sharp Zhantian Sword slashed instantly toward Chen Long’s neck.

Wei Qing noted down Qing Jianyun's movements and shook his head, saying, "No! It's just that I happen to know him!"

Clearly, they had witnessed Xu Nian's strength, and those who had originally intended to intervene now felt a sudden urge to retreat.

These two coachmen had no idea they had escaped the fate of annihilation! They still looked trembling with fear. After the bolder coachman, whose name was Wang Jiu, stated his name, Yang Yi glanced at them and said nothing more.

"It would be even better if you could all go together, but unfortunately, I cannot help you reach the Ascension Realm within half a year," Chen Long said with a hint of regret. Given his current abilities, he could at most help himself reach the Ascension Realm; it was truly impossible for the others.

Wei Qing put on his clothes and ran out of the house, just as Wei's mother caught sight of him rushing out in a hurry.

Yoshizawa Chie had already bathed, and twice at that—once at nightfall, and once after Mr. Zhuang died. Fearing that she had been splattered with blood, she had gone to wash again. But now, to serve Lin Hao, she had to bathe a third time.

Then, they saw a colossal stone pillar on the mountain peak where Lin Yang stood, rising into the sky with unparalleled speed like an angry dragon emerging from the sea.

Under the rhythmic and gradually intensifying pain, she finally gave birth. But the pain was truly agonizing; she fainted from it, and before she lost consciousness, she heard the system chattering incessantly.

Even in a wealthy nation like the Land of Fire, watermelons were not cheap at all. Even the most common variety cost several hundred ryo. Where had he ever seen someone eat them like this?

She stepped back, but the sailfish missed its mark. It twisted its head, bearing its long upper jaw, and then swam toward You Ai again, completely unaffected.

Cloud Moon Villa was situated at the foot of Purple Mountain in Nanyang, a villa that shook the pugilistic world and was famous throughout the land.

The fire burned all night. As the flames subsided but the thick smoke lingered, the Imperial Guards, the Eastern Depot, and the Ten Sects took the opportunity to attack the mountain, forcing the disciples of the Red Robe Sect to fight with all their might.

With no other choice, Meng Xiaoli had to lead his men to face the mountain gate. A dozen majestic fleets were lined up along the coast of Xixian Mountain; the ships were exquisite and luxurious, yet they were not warships.

It was indeed the Order Crystal, which only the Guardians of Order were qualified to control. What the various City Lords held were merely Order Fragments, which had been stripped from the Order Crystal.

After enjoying the treatment of being the center of attention for a while, Ye Congxin discovered that wherever she went, within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, a large number of disciples would gather. Whenever there were too many people, friction would occur, and the more hot-tempered disciples could start a fight after just a few words.

Once these words were spoken, the mischievous monkeys present immediately forgot about watching Eleven being disciplined, their eyes all widening in shock.

Jiraiya’s heart was also surging with waves; he had never considered the possibility that Naruto was talking about.