Chapter 40

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The setting was far too complicated, containing an enormous amount of material and covering far too broad a scope. Dumping it all out at once had indeed made the writing extremely difficult.

For that reason, he had traveled across the Four Great Territories, yet he still had not found any true cultivation method that was of use to him.

Although these middle school students meant well, their actions had undoubtedly left us in a passive position.

The Red Nyu in the fishing net thrashed about without pause. Yile Miao, holding the net in one hand, lost her grip for a moment, and the Red Nyu leaped free.

Though it was exceedingly frustrating, the matter still had to be handled. Otherwise, there was a real chance the old man might be killed.

Feiying let out a cold laugh, spread her arms, and clenched both hands. Hundreds of demons turned to ash in an instant.

It was only after he had flown a great distance that he heard the tremendous explosion behind him. The entire freighter was hurled high into the air. There had been far too many weapons and munitions aboard; after the explosion, they formed something almost like a mushroom cloud. Link glanced back once, then immediately returned.

They might appear completely inactive now, but once this storm had passed, Su Lang would surely make a comeback.

He made no attempt to conceal his fondness for the car, his eyes burning as he gazed at Baihui Yamaguchi in the front passenger seat.

The wound around her waist and abdomen caused no pain, but it genuinely affected Yile Miao’s ability to exert herself. Before the fishing net could close over it, the Red Nyu performed a carp-like roll and broke free, then sank its teeth into Yile Miao’s arm.

In the next moment, Feng Guqiu turned and strode away—not outside, but toward the inner room.

As more and more pure Yang energy flowed into Dou Xi’s body, her expression grew increasingly twisted. She was clearly in terrible pain. Gu Yu, who was transferring his true energy into her, was suffering no less; his face had long since turned deathly pale, and his body was as frail as a withered leaf, liable to be swept away by the autumn wind at any moment.

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“I’m going to beat you into a bloody mess today!” Feng Qingji finally sprang from his chair, seized Feng Qingzhou by the collar, and dragged him into a commotion all the way outside.

“Lucy, the rescue team has arrived. You can go back now.” Lin Qi pressed several of the acupoints on Lucy’s body, slowly channeling true energy into her.

Tang Yebai glanced at Xia Chenxi. Xia Chenxi suddenly seemed about to explain something, but then said nothing at all. The entire engineering department immediately had plenty to say, and the way everyone looked at Xia Chenxi changed somewhat.

Moreover, they were all objects of the Ghost Path. Even Yan Meier, despite having painstakingly prepared for the Tomb of the Yan Emperor for a long time, could never have carried so many Ghost Path artifacts in her pockets.

“It happened like this.” Li Batian then recounted the entire affair to the Fiend God.

He went to prepare some seafood for her and brought it over. Gu Qiqi watched his retreating back and slightly furrowed her brows. In all these days, she had never seen Long Si smile sincerely, nor had she ever seen him fly into a rage.

“Where do the other princes have the First Prince’s means and ability? If one must be named, the Seventh Prince is the only person capable of competing with you,” the guard said.

Tu Fengqi looked toward the voice and indeed saw Si Zhan approaching. His handsome face was cold, and he wore a black brocade robe. His steps were steady and unhurried as he passed through the path the crowd had made for him, then… slowly stopped before her.

Of course, later on, the Poetry Patriarch did send someone to inform Baoshan that he would permit a visit. Baoshan, however, refused.

High blood pressure can cause a cerebral hemorrhage. High blood lipids may lead to the formation of blood clots and trigger a cerebral infarction. Neither of these illnesses is anything good. Zhao Heng sighed.

Create the image of a young man who never stops striving: though he had once felt lost, he was full of hope for the future. Thus, he lived earnestly and refused to waste his days.

Unlike before, this time there was a dark purple line across the purple floor. It seemed that stepping over it would mark the beginning of the trial.

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On the screen, Shu Yi leaned despondently against the ship’s railing, her resentful gaze drifting from time to time toward Sun Wanlou beside her. Everyone found the sight both heart-wrenching and amusing.

Because Tianyun had always kept his back to Tianyue, Su Liuli, and the others, they had never clearly seen the young man’s face.

With that, several cultivators in blue robes burst from the clouds behind him, roaring as they charged toward the black structure within the cloudscape.

The moment he landed at the entrance to the mountain estate, Dongzun’s brows drew together slightly as he glanced at Lin Su beside him. Lin Su had changed clothes by then.

In truth, no disciplined doctor could possibly exhaust himself during his time off. Xie Baoshu was no exception.

Wudao was brimming with confidence in one-on-one martial arts. Once he stepped onto the court, he did not believe his abilities were inferior to Kobe’s.

Of course, all of the above was merely Tanya’s own speculation. But even if it was only speculation, the truth was probably more or less the same. At that thought, Tanya’s smile deepened, while the air around her gradually grew colder amid her laughter—so cold that it seemed on the verge of frosting over.

Every generation produced countless monstrous talents and prodigies. Yet in the end, very few of them were able to become supreme powerhouses.

Liu Yong was positively delighted. As he listened, he also found his earlier assumptions confirmed from another angle.

“Forget it. There’s really nothing for us to talk about, and sitting together in silence feels awkward. Let’s just eat our own food.” Xu Xin’er was as cold as ever as she spoke to Shasha. Beneath the bed, Liu Yong cursed Xu Xin’er furiously. What an arrogant prig—someone had invited her to dinner, and she still had to say something so cutting.

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