Volume 1, Chapter 45: Never Cross Zhiyao

The Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill is also a life-saving treasure. Although it lacks the multiple charges and reusable nature of the Heavenly-Salvaging Relic, its efficacy is by no means inferior, making it a supreme treasure indeed.

Most importantly, Huan Songyu’s entire conversation with Chang Tian had been heard by him firsthand. Given Chang Tian’s identity, it was hardly difficult to deduce her true background.

"What you hold in your hand is merely one-half," the celestial spirit said. "To unlock the path to the Immortal Realm, one must unite both halves into a complete key. Because of this, much of my memory remains lost. Perhaps only when the crystal pendants are fused into one shall I fully awaken."

"My master? Where has he gone?" A dark premonition gripped Tang Jin's heart. Furrowing her brows tightly, she forced down the rising panic and asked.

After taking a pinch of the powdered ingredient and heading out, he caught a wild rabbit in the mountain woods and forcibly fed it the substance. Immediately, the rabbit’s eyes turned a blazing green, and it fell into a violent frenzy. After observing for a long time, Xiao Chen finally understood the powder’s effect: the green-eyed male rabbit was now furiously chasing female rabbits all across the mountains.

The six seconds passed, and Han Yingxue returned to the party to resume healing, effortlessly defusing the crisis.

Had Duke not been present while he was saddled with the inexplicably injured His Majesty the King, Gu Tianyuan had a gut feeling he wouldn't even survive a single day.

"There is a saying: never look down on a youth for being poor. Do you know it? When looking at people, you must look not only at the present, but far into the future," Wei Kai said. He could tell that Nie Yan was a dragon destined to soar into the skies one day; it was best not to make an enemy of him.

Yet Li Yan was no pushover either. Though Zhuge Liang had battered and bruised him politically in the imperial court, leaving him in a sorry state, he remained a fiercely formidable opponent on the battlefield. Facing Sima Yi's sudden assault, Li Yan did not lose his composure; he took to the field in person to direct the counterattack.

When Pi Erding sauntered sluggishly into the Yuzhang Shipyard and caught sight of the fluttering battle banners of the Shu-Han army, all his aches and pains vanished instantly. He strode into the camp with bold strides and announced the order for a ceasefire. Deng Ai and Xiahou Xuan bowed to accept the command, declaring that attacks on Nanchang would cease immediately as they prepared for the troop withdrawal.

Noticing that he kept holding Tian Xin's hand, it was clearly to restrain her, fearing her impulsiveness might lead her to do something disadvantageous to herself.

Yet all feasts must come to an end. Destined to meet the wrong person at the right time, he could only swallow that bitterness deep into his belly.

However, they all seemed quite wealthy, constantly chatting about various designer handbags. The older sister sitting nearby kept trying to drag me into the conversation, but I had never even laid eyes on the things they were discussing—how could I possibly join in?

Her chin rested upon his shoulder while her entire body remained completely bare, yet his palms deliberately lingered and wandered only across her waist and around her thighs.

Just as she stepped out of the elevator, Tian Xin saw the glittering, glowing gold characters of "808" shining against the translucent glass wall directly opposite the elevator doors.

"Destroy the negative, escort him out, and fetch me a clean change of clothes," Fu Shijin commanded in an icy voice before striding off toward the lounge.

An inexplicable emotion swelled within her chest. Remembering how he had kissed her moments before, her body could not help but tremble slightly.

I chuckled softly, leaning my head close to her neck and squinting to inspect the area. Sure enough, I spotted a trace of something out of the ordinary.

Xiao Chen glared at Xiahe, summoned his guards, and ordered, "Ready the carriage, we are heading to the airport." With that, he reached out and grabbed Xiahe, who was already trying to slip away, dragging him into the vehicle.

The moment all supplies were received, the courier delivered the direct orders straight into Shunzi's hands.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall held their breath. Their ultimate purpose in coming to Han Qi's estate today was to divide the fruits of victory.

The pilots had earned their combat medals, while the infantry could only stand on the sidelines and watch the spectacle, a deeply frustrating state of affairs.

Seeing their reactions, Mizuki's expression stiffened. Even if they did not voice anything overtly, anyone with a shred of intelligence could easily read between the lines and grasp their underlying meaning.

The vessel was indeed massive, and judging from its styling and array of equipment, it unquestionably belonged to the luxury class.

Although these photographs revealed nothing out of the ordinary, they still left one with an inexplicable sense of strangeness. He placed all the photos on the desk and carefully re-examined the General Staff's analysis report, yet still failed to detect what was amiss.

Those who successfully forged a Golden Core could barely be termed True Persons, and the same title was accorded to those who achieved the Nascent Soul. A millennium ago, practitioners who forged the Golden Core did not necessarily need to shatter it to form a Nascent Soul; the path of the Nine-Turn Golden Core existed as well. Thus, some True Persons of the Golden Core path were on par with—or perhaps even surpassed—those of the Nascent Soul stage.

Regardless, the Oak family had few members, but without a doubt, anyone able to carve out a place for themselves in the Pokémon League was far from a simple character.

Yue Chuyun finally offered a bitter smile, then turned to look at Master Tong, who had just spoken, only to find the man's expression growing increasingly joyous, as if he had uncovered some profound secret.

In the blink of an eye, a condensed beam of primordial lunar divine light burst forth from the divine wheel, surpassing the speed of light and plunging straight toward the jaws of the vicious beast. Unstoppable as it broke through bamboo, it completely ignored the defensive dragon scales of the Great Sovereign, shattering supreme dao-patterned mysterious light, snapping tendons and bones, and sending flesh flying in all directions, yet its momentum remained unabated.

Detecting magical auras was the most common method. Anything imbued with magic was invariably a good thing—this was a consensus shared by all.

"Alright, go get some sleep. We still have work to do tomorrow." Jiang Yunying smiled faintly, patted Song Xinyue's shoulder, her gaze brimming with soaring fighting spirit.

The moon hung high in the sky, spilling moonlight across the courtyard. Qiao Wanyue sat straddling the wall, locking eyes with Wei Cheng down in the yard. Bathed in the moonlight, she could clearly make out every single sinewy muscle on Wei Cheng's body. Good grief, the guy had just stepped out of the shower, wearing only a pair of black board shorts below, while his upper body was bare and still dripping with water droplets.

Cammy's current state was akin to entering a "burst" mode in a video game; she was now capable of bypassing certain restrictions to unleash her absolute strongest and most overwhelming power.

And just like that, the two of them arrived at the combat simulation room, which also served as the tactical command center after the outbreak of war.