Chapter 64

"Baihui acupoint, located seven cun directly above the center of the posterior hairline, right at the crown of the head where the lines from the tips of both ears intersect. It opens the orifices, awakens the mind, restores yang, and rescues from collapse." As a drop of blood entered Wang Hongyu's Baihui acupoint, Xiao Xiling stood by and explained the distribution of acupuncture points on the human body.

Han Miao's lowered eyes appeared completely ordinary to anyone else, but only she knew that the intense emotions churning in the depths of her gaze were on the verge of spilling over.

Chu Yanlan, out of concern for her son's happiness and knowing that she had gone a bit too far and too aggressively in the past, directly stood up and bowed.

If it were in recent years, that would be one thing, but if it were a dozen years ago, it would be hard to say whether Master Achan was still alive or not.

The moment the pact was sealed, a chilling aura emanated from the body of the lord of Lvnu, and then, Lvnu threw a punch.

The blood beasts that had just entered the Eastern Underworld Palace were greeted by the medicinal fields filled with the pungent fragrance of herbs everywhere. Even though most of the blood beasts lacked intelligence, they all drooled with greed.

At this moment, Liu Qianqian was standing in the courtyard of the Palace of Earthly Tranquility, facing all the palace attendants with a cold expression, saying nothing.

No matter how shocked Xinyao was, she left in a hurry after delivering the money. In this deep palace, it was virtually impossible to move an inch without money.

Although it wouldn't be fatal, neither corporal punishment nor the deduction of monthly allowances was a pleasant matter.

With a faint dark glow flickering in her eyes, she half-closed them and gently blew a breath onto the blood-red crystal in her palm.

"I won't bet. Tell me, how much do I need to pay back?" Wang Xue asked expressionlessly. Last time they said it was five taels; even with interest, it should at most be six taels this time, and the money she had on hand was more than enough.

With that, Ning Han snatched Yan Jinyu from their hands, pushed her toward Han Shiliang, and leaped up himself.

Of course, Hun Xu was also pressed for time; he wasn't here to play mind games with Yao Ming. After offering appropriate hints, he spoke the words he had prepared beforehand.

Due to Hun Xu's current level of cultivation, any casual strike of his was equivalent to the full-strength blow of a half-step Douzun, and when combined with Heavenly Flames, even a one-star Douzun would likely have to steer clear of his formidable edge.

Although the Nine Nether Deep Python Clan ultimately made the ruins public, they did not reveal the true dangers hidden within.

Intoxicated by alcohol, the two shared hot, burning breaths, their foreheads pressed together in the winter air, kissing forgetfully.

Judging from the tone and expressions of the commoners, they clearly blamed this accident entirely on Rong Jing.

Although her past life self greatly disliked a life without freedom and abhorred being confined to a single kitchen, circumstances in this lifetime forced her hand; perhaps she could genuinely become a chef.

He felt that his life at this moment was a curse cast by sin, lingering and inescapable, just like those scattered worn-out shoes, dirty clothes, and filthy undergarments thrown about.

"No, Achen is very obedient. He's just sick right now and can't help it. In the future, he won't be someone who hates work and loves ease," Gu Jiuyao said with a smile.

The Guo family barged into Longjiang City regardless of anything, and right now, the Gan family and the Beicang family were undoubtedly bustling with intense activity as well.

I have gradually come to understand everything completely now; perhaps even my master doesn't know as much as I do, given that I have actually been in contact with it firsthand.

This batch of recruits had just entered the recruit camp. Qian Jie was two generations ahead of them; according to legends, he had disappeared long ago, and by the time they arrived at Marine Headquarters, Qian Jie had already been sent to Impel Down.

"I've changed my mind now. Even if you hand over the Immortal-Ascension Hall, I will definitely kill you!" Jin Qiansha wore a bloodthirsty smile, causing Shen Jiejie, Shangguan Wuya, and the others to sigh involuntarily. Was such a peerless and brilliant prodigy truly going to perish here today?

"At least until the matter is cleared up, you cannot leave the Zhao family!" Old Zhao the Second said coldly.

Studying Wucun's deep black pupils closely, Tohka Kotori clearly perceived an unprecedented coldness—a coldness toward all creation, as if he could wipe it away with a wave of his hand, and an utter disdain for human life, treating it as completely worthless.

In fact, every proud cultivator vying for supremacy understood this point, but they dared not make any other choice, because their only remaining belief was to ascend the Immortal-Ascension Platform; only then would they qualify for the next round of challenges.

Sengoku wore a dark expression. Although he felt that Donquixote Doflamingo—or rather, the reasoning presented—had a point, as the Fleet Admiral, he could not simply compromise so casually.

"Let's go—" the proprietress gave a low shout. Even though the mist had not completely dissipated, the path ahead was at least visible now.

"When you talk about them, you seem very scared. Why? Are they extremely aggressive?" Huang Jun asked.

You call this cheap?! Just having him come over to shake some bells casually costs twenty thousand yuan? This guy might as well just go rob a bank.

I turned around and saw a young man draped in a black robe, shaking a bell in his hand, walking toward me.

Dahua was trapped and unable to move while being carried by Shi Qing. Seeing the monster chasing after them, it immediately let out a loud, terrified howl.

This formation was not only effective against Kaguya, but it also restrained the movements of the Ghost Mask. Therefore, the Ghost Mask did not dare to cross over easily and could only hover at the edge of the formation, eyeing Minakata menacingly.

Luo Qianfan did not speak; he just stared straight at him with a half-smile on his face, making the tiles on the roof—or rather, the person nicknamed Tile—feel entirely unnerved.

What he found somewhat regrettable was that he did not get to enjoy the spectacle to the fullest. He had originally expected to witness the majestic bearing of the Underworld Dragon King and the Underworld Phoenix King—two renowned underworld monarchs—but the matter had been dealt with ahead of time by Li Yuan, leaving him to see only two compressed masses of power remaining inside the opponent's body.