Chapter 63

Observing the sky, he estimated that it would be impossible to arrive before dark. He felt a bit hesitant, unsure of what his master's intentions were—whether to wait until they reached the riverbank to stop, or to find an inn to stay at before nightfall.

However, the unique and formidable secret arts of the millennia-old Suwen Sect left Madam Su completely beyond her own control, causing her to answer unconsciously.

I could simply tell him that I liked that soup, feeling as though I had so many things I wanted to say to him, yet finding myself unable to voice them.

"Did you hear that? Get lost!" Chu Xuan was immensely pleased by the flattery, and in his intoxication with success, he gave the blond-haired man a shove.

Half a month later, the physician declared that although A-Jun's life was not in danger, the poison could not be completely cleared and required quiet recuperation, meaning she would henceforth live under the guise of a sickly invalid.

The men in black, already gripped by fear toward Bai Su, did not persist; anyone capable of retreating fled for their lives as fast as possible.

Clearly a disciple of the divine physician Zhang, achieving instant renown would have been as effortless as lifting a hand, yet he chose to endure in obscurity within the Shi family for a whole year.

"If I ever find out again that he harbors malicious intentions toward you, or touches you anywhere, I will sever him wherever he touched..." Kou Zhanmo's cold, ink-dark eyes locked onto her.

She suspected that Li Chenkong's ultimate goal was to unify the martial arts world of the mainland, thereby fulfilling his ambition of uniting the martial arts world under heaven.

Lin Pinru wore an expression of displeasure as she raised her head, following the sound of footsteps. In an instant, her eyes widened to the size of gongs.

Regarding this, Chen Xiao chose to say nothing further. He merely sat in silence, absorbing spiritual energy and healing his wounds, intending to settle accounts afterward.

A cold, black-clad youth with a pack strapped to his back walked into the teahouse. Seeing that several tables were already fully occupied, he noticed only a single table in the corner with two vacant seats.

Several individuals, including Yan Yuncheng, trapped within the snow cave, instantly felt a bone-chilling cold as the vital energy and spiritual power within their bodies began to freeze. Yet a moment later, a wave of warmth washed over them, and the cold receded like the tide. Reaching into his robes, he pulled out an object—none other than the "Heart of the Flame Demon."

Furthermore, the destructive power gradually became one of their fundamental attributes; by now, even if they wished to shake off the title of Emissary of Destruction, it was already too late.

"Zhuang Jun, distribute these Sacred Blood Fruits among them so they can open their Heavenly Eyes. I will return shortly to take you all away!" Having made his arrangements and instructed them to wait in the palace, Tu Ming departed.

Originally, Tu Ming's intention was to have a thousand dragons mobilize together to form a grand ceremonial escort for Zi Lingxi, but the idea was vetoed by Long Xiaotian.

That creature's back was covered in protruding bone spurs, with nine bloody tails lashing wildly from its spine, while its face revealed only a single, blood-red left eye.

Sensing that Skinny Monkey and the others had met with misfortune, Wei Jinghuan could no longer sit still and personally waited atop the city walls of Langfeng City, eager to receive news of Skinny Monkey and his comrades at the very earliest moment.

A cascade of dazzling lights flashed across those enormous eyes at that moment, resembling countless stars shattering and exploding within them.

"Hoo~," Lin Yu let out a long breath. Only now did he understand why every single monarch throughout history had kept a military strategist by their side! At this thought, Lin Yu could not help laughing heartily, and the heavy boulder that had weighed so heavily upon his heart slowly lifted.

"The entire world has fallen into a cycle, and the probe into the Heavenly Dao has been ambushed..." At that very moment, the Tai Chi Diagram, brimming with infinite vitality, slowly descended. Almost simultaneously, the black bear opened its eyes, its body shifting as it broke out of its true form.

"Why didn't you run away?" The old man asked with a trace of powerlessness, seeing that Liu Hong, just like himself, had his shoulder blades pierced by ice chains.

Having broken through this array, the final core palace awaited. It held both perils and opportunities; Tang Luo's objective was to refine the origin of this blessed paradise in order to take away the waters of the Nether River.

The Wind-Chasing Technique allowed for ranged attacks without requiring direct contact with the corpse beetles, while the Samadhi True Fire could directly crush any corpse beetles that got too close. As long as their numbers were not overwhelming, success was assured.

"There are no traces of any cultivators whatsoever within this city." Hu Meiniang's divine sense had already swept through the entire city.

"Every time, he drags me back from the brink of death... But what meaning is there in living like this?" Tears of anguish streamed down her scarred face.

It possessed the ability to completely conceal all traits—such as posture, breathing, and aura. Even had the cultivation of Lin Longhou reached the fourth tier of the Spirit Realm, he would still have been unable to detect it.

The conditions proposed by Guo Dakui were rather harsh; forbidding him from encountering romantic fortunes—wasn't that tantamount to betraying Peach Blossom Village?

This vast and empty palace stood suspended directly amidst the boundless starry cosmos, surrounded by brilliant, breathtakingly beautiful stars.

After reading the message sent by Chi Wan, Xu Qiangwei did not say much. She simply replied with a single word—"Okay"—and put her phone away.

Mu Qingyin was exceptionally clever; knowing that the components of the Mo Wu mechanism were a secret, she had them disassembled and transported separately across multiple large wagons.

Yin Qiao was already injured, and after taking multiple arrows to the chest and coughing up blood, she managed a faint smile toward Chang Ning before drawing her last breath.

If she continued like this, she might gradually grow to genuinely like Lin Shihao—such a possibility was extremely high, provided she did not cross paths with an ideal romantic partner of her preference.

The ancients said that heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, grass, trees, insects, and fish all possess observable laws of nature. From Ji Liao, Zhang Ruoxu beheld all of these principles.

"These Nine Needles of the Piercing Demon are a grand feast prepared especially for you. I hope you won't disappoint me." Qin Hao grinned ferociously.

Numerous film festivals are held throughout the year. After years of accumulation, filling a cabinet with trophies is not entirely impossible—though, of course, far from easy.

"Can you transfer the vortex currently upon your body onto her? That will buy me enough time to unleash my final sword strike," said the White-Clad Sword Saint.

At the Twin Union International Shopping Center, gazing at the uniquely designed building before him, Zhou Yu considered this place to be the epitome of luxury in all his memories.

Liu Shuo was momentarily stunned. The price offered was not meager by any means; in fact, it was exceptionally high. Yet Liu Shuo could not fathom Jin Yue's motivation.

The warhorse beneath him bled profusely, letting out painful, agonizing嘶鸣 (neighs). Distressed to see his loyal companion injured, Guan Sheng did everything he could to soothe it, finally managing to calm the steed slightly.

At that moment, Murong Qingran performed a carp-like spring, once again standing atop a tree branch. Looking down, her heart instantly plummeted—who on earth was this youth? To think he could raise such terrifyingly ferocious beasts.

Once Chen Ershan fainted, all the migrant workers instantly scattered in every direction, each loudly declaring their intention to return to the bunkhouses to sleep and turn over a new leaf.

A wisp of fierce, crimson-red flame instantly ignited upon Haonan's body, and the surrounding temperature spiked drastically. Almost in the blink of an eye, the temperature—which had previously dropped below freezing—surged upward once more.