Chapter 56
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After saying this, the scarlet tongue licked across Yasuo’s face, leaving a sheen of saliva behind, as though it were preparing to devour prey it had coveted for a long time. The sight made everyone’s skin crawl.
The two maids from Qinghua Court, Mulberry and Cinnamon, truly lived up to their names. One was tart and the other spicy, yet their flavors complemented each other perfectly—a match made in heaven.
When reishi mushrooms are fresh, they carry a faint fungal scent. Even after drying, they retain that subtle aroma when boiled in water, because they are, after all, fungi.
Realizing there was no longer any chance of escape, Qin Feng steeled himself, stuffed a water-repelling bead into his mouth, and leaped into the sea below.
When Qin Feng stepped out of the cave abode, he saw that all the spirit herbs he had planted in the reclaimed spirit field had grown. Some had even bloomed. What astonished him most, however, was the thorny vine. It had already grown green fruit, while its spikes had reached a full two inches in length.
The false divine body spoke with a trace of sorrow in his expression. Xilike tried to pat him on the shoulder, only to find that he could not. It turned out that the false divine body was not invisible, but incorporeal.
The snow was smashed into a large crater after only a few blows. When he finally raised his head, blood covered his forehead.
Only after the two of them had left did the shadow slowly emerge. The lamplight illuminated half of her face, revealing her unmistakably as Huang Beiyue.
These demonic bats possessed astonishing vitality and contained vast amounts of demonic energy. Anyone bitten by one would immediately be invaded by it.
This was precisely why Li Chen had made plans for Japan. Japan was the most industrialized country in Asia at that time, and allowing Hong Kong filmmakers to experience the sweeping changes brought by industrialization would benefit the future development of Hong Kong cinema.
By now, night had fallen completely, and the city gates had already been shut. Yet the moment the guards saw the token of the Imperial City Bureau, they immediately reopened the gates and let the carriage pass through.
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She could not have remembered incorrectly. When she had said “yes,” she had seen the hurt and sorrow that flashed through his cold, star-bright eyes.
When the doorbell rang, Bai Xingzhi was packing up, while Qiao Song sat in the living room eating breakfast.
Charlie, who had accompanied Li Chen, smiled at him and spread his hands. Judging by the look of things, incidents like this must have happened quite often recently.
His father advocated that the court declare war on the Jin and recover the northern capital. But the current emperor was content to remain in Lin’an, devoting himself entirely to cultivating the Dao in hopes of becoming an immortal and attaining eternal life. He had no intention whatsoever of resisting the Jin. Every time his father submitted a memorial requesting war, the emperor either rejected it outright or simply left it unanswered.
“By the way, Haoran, does that master-servant blood pact you created really have the effect you described—the master’s death bringing about the servant’s death?” Li Youjiang could not help asking curiously.
Yu Lei naturally knew this had nothing to do with him; he was merely venting the frustration bottled up inside him. He gazed toward the foot of the Axis Tower, where a fierce battle was raging in the forecourt.
There was no choice in this matter. Agreeing was the only path forward. Given the circumstances, allowing Wikijev to join in a private capacity was the best option. He could help settle many high-level connections, and as long as he possessed greed, it would be easier to bribe and control him.
At the same time, she was filled with sorrow. For Feng Wuqing, she had sacrificed a millennium of life, leaving herself with a lifespan even shorter than that of an ordinary mortal.
Lucius had been prepared and dodged in time, causing the spell to strike the stone bench behind him. Supporting himself with one arm, Ron cast a Stunning Barrier at the Death Eater behind Lucius. Luna followed up with a Stupefying Spell, knocking another Death Eater unconscious.
No one knew whether the Imperial Academy had lost its temper out of embarrassment, but the first contestant they sent forward was precisely the Soul Emperor-ranked captain who had represented them in drawing lots onstage the previous day.
And let me make this clear in advance: once the battle begins, no meaningless chatter will be allowed in the guild channel. Whoever speaks will leave the guild on their own after the fight is over.
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If our side’s strength is too overwhelming, we may encounter some sort of “accident” during the great battle.
A remarkably elegant young gentleman was walking toward them. A faint sheen of sweat had appeared on his face, clearly suggesting that he had run all the way up from the foot of the mountain. Of course, the sweat could be faked with dew gathered from the mountain grasses, and he could also have made the journey while being carried by one of the guards.
The Mo Clan dominated the entire Eastern Province and held the other three great families in check, yet all they had to rely on was a single Battle Spirit and seven Grand Battle Masters.
Every cultivator wished to advance beyond their current realm. But how many could truly comprehend the four great dead realms of life, death, emptiness, and reality? Most Void Path cultivators chose one and devoted themselves to mastering it. To enter even a single domain within the Illusory Dust Realm was already the limit.
The previous night at home, Ye Qi had gained a preliminary understanding of the system in his mind. It seemed that whenever he imagined the appearance of the holographic scroll, a pitch-black world containing the system would appear before his eyes. If outside interference occurred, the system would automatically vanish.
Yet every grandmaster and first-rate expert of the martial world possessed abilities beyond those of ordinary people. To surpass ordinary people was precisely to do what ordinary people could not. In that case, was the essence of martial arts not the release of human potential? If so, how had Zhang Sanfeng managed to live for more than a hundred years?
Wang Baobao held a gold-inlaid curved saber as he watched the martial artists still locked in combat. A trace of disgust flashed through his eyes before he brought the saber down mercilessly.
After a while, Shen Yan became full of vigor. Feeling that the concentration of spiritual energy in the meditation chamber had reached its peak, he swallowed the earth-element embryo without hesitation and began cultivating the Primordial Geomagnetic Canon.
Meanwhile, in the conference room, Hu Wenting was dealing with these reporters and media workers. They were also preparing to distribute the money.
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