Chapter Thirty-Three

However, it was precisely this childishness that turned the tense and eerie atmosphere into something unexpectedly relaxed.

Walking up to Wang Xiangyuan, Wang Xiangyuan still caught a fleeting look of excitement in Bai Yun’s eyes.

"How has your health been lately? Are you feeling any discomfort?" Miao Miao changed the subject, beginning to show concern for him.

Didn't Lao San say it was a pair of twins? Why is there only one? Could it be that the other one hasn't been found yet?

After tidying everything up and finishing her meal, Xiao Wan went to Lu Weihong’s room to keep her company. Wei Hanshan left the room carrying a plate with only a few dumplings remaining.

After all, that post had spread like wildfire across the internet, and many parents had seen it; it was only a matter of time before it reached their ears.

What Su Luo did not know was that at the very point where the Spirit World and the Peak of the Gods overlapped, because the Blue Rainbow Sword was no longer there, wisps of black mist were seeping in from the direction of the Peak of the Gods.

"My Lady, there are mugwort cakes over here!" Cai Qin suddenly pointed ahead and exclaimed, "They are my favorite." This helped dissipate much of the romantic sentiment in Gu Qingheng’s heart.

Chu Yunxi raised a hand to touch her face; the shards from the bursting Soul-Devouring Bell had scratched her face and skin, though it was nothing serious.

Su Ruoyao, her mind unsettled, leaned against the locust tree and said, "It is because things between us have not been settled. You have repeatedly claimed that you want Yan Zhong and me to spend our lives together and grow old in harmony, but what have we actually done?"

"I am grateful for your concern for my sister and me, Aunt. However, I believe you are overthinking it. When Sister Huaisu marries in the future, with Father and you presiding over the house, who would dare to bully her?" Cheng Yanyuan replied, his meaning clear: he would not be moving into Zhuzhao Hall.

Tie Xintong stood at the bow of the ship, gripping the railing. Guided by the beam of the searchlight, she stared into the vast ocean with a furrowed brow. She was an expert in rescue operations, but in these conditions, no one could guarantee success. The environment was simply too harsh, adding immense difficulty to the mission.

Yun Qingrou’s body stiffened, but then the corner of her mouth curled slightly. Instantly returning to a tearful expression, she sprang up and rushed toward Nan Qingyan.

I do not know when it happened, but a barrier had been set up in the room. The fireball struck the barrier with a "bang" and scattered! It returned to its original, un-condensed state.

The arrogant youth looked at the other party with a gloomy face. He suddenly extended a foot and kicked the old man directly in the chest, while simultaneously using both hands to parry the old man’s grip on his shoulder. Although he did not put much force into his kick, it was enough to shove the long-bearded old man away.

The crowd’s eyes had long since turned red; in an instant, there were few people left on the upper ledge, and they swarmed downward with great speed.

This soldier was General Cheng, who would later rescue Su Ruoyao from the brothel and bring her home as a maid.

Especially since it was a sect with vast lands, abundant resources, and magical treasures everywhere—the ancestor of all cultivation sects.

Once these words were spoken, everyone hesitated. A cold-blooded executioner saying he wanted to thank them, and doing so with such sincerity, felt utterly absurd to them.

Although he seemed to manage everything and could handle anything, the nature of his work was actually completely different from Ye Guang’s.

After hearing what Tasia had to say, Liu Chiyan’s expression remained unchanged. She still wore a polite smile as she turned her head slightly to look at Ye Guang.

Another loud crash followed. The bearded killer finally lost his composure. This was clearly not a normal situation, and the loud noises were all coming from downstairs, which meant his two subordinates were likely in a firefight with someone.

However, sometimes the things you say and the meaning you intend to express become completely distorted when interpreted by others, or when deliberately misinterpreted.

Mu Chen was not a divine beast and possessed no powerful innate talents, yet he had reached this point, something that even the Feathered Emperor found astonishing.

He sighed inwardly; Xiao Yu was still too young, and attempting to engrave a third-grade inscription was simply unrealistic.

Those blisters were like crawling insects, rapidly spreading from his palms to the backs of his hands, up his arms, and surging upward.

With a "whoosh," the Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace returned through the air, instantly expanding, the Purple Extreme Divine Fire burning to its limit, and descended to suppress Qing Huai.

Li Sanniang followed their gaze and saw that in the shadow of the corner, covered by white cloth, more than a dozen bodies of Tang soldiers were laid out quietly. Several veteran soldiers were washing their bodies one by one; the wooden basins nearby were filled with blood-red water, visible from afar.

As a weakling at the Golden Core stage, one cannot stand firm in the starfields unless one has protective gear! While in the heartland of the human race, Mu Sen had always believed that protective artifacts allowing warriors below the Nascent Soul stage to roam the void and the stars must be incredibly precious.

His right arm had been injured by the shockwave, functioning at most at fifty percent capacity, and with his internal organs also shaken, his overall strength had plummeted.

But once they reached the human world where food was scarce, the Sky Demons, who had huge appetites and would feel faint if they missed a single meal, found it hard to adapt.

Her method could be described as killing two birds with one stone. First, it appeared she was considering Gu Tianyuan and trying to save him money, but in reality, she was stimulating his desire to spend. Isn't Gu Tianyuan vain? Suggesting he buy cheap things was just a way to imply he had no money and insult his pride.

The reason for this was that the human race needed to train troops—troops of the Unblemished Path. In short, they were tempering elite forces of the Unblemished Path in batches, intending to eventually crush the hundred tribes with the weight of Mount Tai.

Clang! The two collided, producing a crisp sound. Tian Shuai retreated, looking at the bone spur with a trace of doubt—what kind of object was this, to remain completely unharmed by that sword strike?

"Great Commander, I am just a cook. Cooking the world's delicacies is my path; we do not participate in war. If it reaches the point where we must fight, then it is a great crisis for our tribe. I would rather just be a cook in peace."

The words "Master Ruyi" uncovered a regret buried in his heart for decades, causing Sect Master Xiao to lose control instantly.

"You don't need to understand. Whether now or in the future, you are not allowed to inquire about the Imperial Ruins again," Bai Qianling said.

It was a ring, set with a colorless crystal. When spiritual energy was injected into this ring, it could release an invisible wave. At the wearer's will, this wave could be directed at a target to be scouted, and upon reflecting back, the colorless crystal would change to different colors.