Volume 1, Chapter 23: The Forbidden Needle Technique!

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Feng Zhen never imagined she would one day fall into such a state. When the crisis first emerged, she had appeared willing to share in the hardships; what was it that led them to this point?

Feng Hua asked Zhao Yong about another matter: "How are things in Shanghai?" That place was a source of constant worry for her, with two properties and a crowd of workers to manage.

"Fine, fine, fine. Your word is enough, and that makes it easy for me to report back." In Zhou Aili’s view, not receiving a flat refusal was a good thing.

"Very well. Let me ask you this: do you know if there are any other elemental treasures of the five elements in this world, besides the Five Spirit Pearls?" Li Changsheng asked again.

Upon seeing this, the students of Huaqing University were trembling with rage, rushing toward the entrance in uncontrollable fury.

"Damn it, I’ve fallen into a trap." If the black fox had fled immediately when Zhang Ling unleashed the Wind-Slaying Slash, there might have been a chance, but the surrounding space had already been locked by the power of time and space, and Zhang Ling’s Vast Sea Profound Underworld Force was already roaring toward him.

Yet, he no longer seemed to possess the aura of life. Even in death, he remained standing, and one of his sharp claws had landed exactly where I had been lying moments before.

Looking at Ye Tian’s back with her beautiful, large eyes, Wang Yaoyao’s lips curled into a cunning smile.

Then, his body flickered like lightning amidst the black sword aura, effortlessly dodging every strike.

As Wang Siya’s figure vanished, a tall, handsome silhouette appeared beside Ye Xu.

On the martial arts arena, the immortal phoenix conjured by Shen Muyun flapped its wings and flew toward Ji Yifan. Around the phoenix, countless petals drifted and scattered, enveloping Ji Yifan like a shower of flowers.

"Hey! Mentor! Why do you suddenly have to add 'chrysanthemum' to the end of a perfectly normal sentence?" Yang Bian asked, bewildered.

The fact that Cang Xin could appear here meant the Demon Emperor trusted her. But until he confirmed it for himself, he could not let down his guard.

Ji Hongyue revealed a smile showing her wisdom teeth, yet everyone’s attention was not on her peach-blossom face, but on the scabbard.

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As the Jade Soul Sword disintegrated, the Dragon Spine Cord wrapped around it could not withstand the immense force and shattered into countless fragments, scattering across the ground.

Currently, the situation in the Xia Dynasty was becoming increasingly severe, and the Immortal Governing Sect was growing bolder, causing disturbances everywhere. The Holy Sect had dispatched many disciples, but they struggled to suppress the unrest. Left with no other choice, Dongfang Mo had to temporarily return to the Holy Sect to focus all his efforts on opposing the Immortal Governing Sect.

Zuo Jun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed; he did not answer the young man, but nodded to indicate he understood.

Huang Lin had already begun chanting while Huang Zibao controlled the jade bracelet, as it required time to simultaneously deploy six high-level formations.

Xin Jiangli began to calculate incessantly. After a long while, he finally lowered his hands, his face filled with a sense of helplessness.

He was certainly not a man who followed established rules, and he was absolutely someone who could disregard every convention.

The youth wore a black cloak that was neither a robe nor a shroud, as if a piece of black linen had been wrapped carelessly around his body. A larger piece of fabric at the back was folded up to act as a hood, covering his entire head, while a white mourning band was tied around his waist.

"But in the tactical category, only the first-place winner can receive the Bathing Wind Flower," Leonardo corrected him again.

Uncle Yao was the old priest’s only son, considered by the tribe to be the kindest, most just, and most amiable man. He was also the person all tribesmen trusted most when they faced problems and needed divinatory guidance.

Upon seeing Ying Zheng, Han Ni returned the greeting, then could not help but lower her head, not daring to look at him.

He had subconsciously thought that the people here were also powerful, and that disappearing into thin air was no difficult feat.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in alternating rhythm through the corridor. This time, Cyril walked in front and Heloise followed behind. Seeming unable to bear it any longer, Heloise spoke first, breaking the silence of only footsteps.

"Nothing to do, just passing the time. Now I finally understand why the Emperor didn't send his own sons to the Northern Barbarian lands. Look at this snow; it could bury a person alive. The winter in the Northern Barbarian lands is truly as harsh as the rumors suggest." Li Fengge gestured to the surroundings, all of which presented the same bleak vista.

The Four-Substance Decoction, with the white peony root removed and ginseng added, was used because of the fear that the blood essence could not be replenished rapidly; thus, one must first tonify the Qi to help consolidate and retain it.

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When Lady Hu was a young girl, she was famous for her sharp tongue. How could such a person treat another woman’s children with kindness? Yet, the Duke of Ding insisted on marrying her.

Following the Emperor's shout, a group of guards filed in, staring in astonishment at the figure in the room. That snow-white figure remained ethereal and serene, as if they had stumbled into the room by chance, showing not a hint of fear even upon seeing the sudden surge of guards.

If anything were to happen to Wan Zhen'er, his position as the Chief Eunuch of the Yonghe Palace would surely be lost. Therefore, Gu Lengyi had to follow the methods Wan Zhen'er had instructed to the letter, no matter what.

Although Isabella was of a lower dragon lineage, she cultivated even faster than those of the middle dragon lineage, proving she was a true genius.

Back when Qin Guan had not yet stepped onto the Dou Shen Star, his cultivation was not particularly high, but he had misjudged Uncle Fu, thinking him an ordinary person. This time, however, it was different; it was because his own cultivation had been too low back then. "Hmm, there’s something fishy here. To think Uncle Fu had been hiding in the Qin household for so long."

He spat a mouthful of flames directly at the beasts. It was a terrifying fire; even from a distance, Hua Tian could feel the horrific heat.

In this way, the group was clearly divided into four factions. Hua Tian’s side—consisting of Hua Tian, Feng Wuyou, Carlos, Man, Long Ling, Ren Quan, and Shi Yurong—could be said to have the strongest power.

This showed just how wealthy and powerful Duke Alba was. This group of fewer than one hundred people held immense power, not only in politics and economics but, more importantly, in their vast network of connections.

The shock in Juno’s heart was beyond expression. As a pillar of the Bright Empire’s economy, Juno had seen many treasures; even a Saint Artifact wouldn't have moved him. But at this moment, Juno was truly stunned.

After she finished washing up and drinking a bowl of sweet porridge made from red beans and rose threads, she had just set down her chopsticks when someone came to report that a carriage was waiting outside, specifically asking to pick up Murong Lianyun.

"This Qinglan City is a local power of the Saint Origin Continent, and it shares a deep connection with the two of us, so we hope you two can show mercy," Ruo Lan said.

The meals were always the same few things: either sea cucumber and squid, or mountain delicacies and game. Regardless of whether the game was authentic, one simply ate it. However, a plate of large bamboo prawns tasted quite good and was worth a try.