53. Just a Little Bit More

Even the heavily modified version of the body-tempering potion was specifically designed for spirit controllers with a spiritual power rank of A-grade and above. Under normal circumstances, spirit controllers below the B-grade rank experienced no bottlenecks when advancing. Even if a bottleneck existed, it stemmed from the issue of spiritual power itself rather than physical constitution. Only upon reaching A-grade and above could a situation arise where the physical strength was insufficient, preventing the spiritual power rank from advancing further!

Ning Xuan initially added only three vials of the body-tempering potion, knowing that through the cultivation of...

It was Dongfang Yu who calmed down first, maintaining a certain distance between his body and hers. Shortly after, Liu Shiqi also regained some composure, though her flushed cheeks and crimson ears betrayed her inner turmoil. At this moment, a trace of joy lingered in her eyes, as if she were reminiscing about the recent touch.

As the energy within the beast core was continuously absorbed by Ling Zun, the chaotic inner core residing in his dantian solidified at a very gradual pace, while the energy contained within it expanded rapidly at a visible rate.

Gao Yiwei actually wanted to do just that, but the system informed him this time that he had been upgraded in terms of physical strength, intelligence, and judgment, which was equivalent to finally stepping out of the novice village. This reward of up to 70,000 yuan was well-deserved, and he might even need it for the next task—in fact, it might not even be enough.

He saw the landlord out, cast a glance around the surroundings, let out a long sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and then sighed once more.

Through the window, the golden characters slowly faded away. Dongfang Yu clenched his fists tightly. "I understand. When the time comes, I shall go with you. Across the heavens and earth, it will at least save us from daily worry," Liu Shiqi murmured softly, embracing Dongfang Yu tightly.

"This general only needs to do this and that, and we can capture Anding while simultaneously saving grain and provisions," Wei Yan then whispered into Pei Qing's ear.

Qinghuang's brows were knitted with delicate sorrow, and she raised a hand to press against her dull, aching heart. Her watery eyes gazed deeply at the monk before her, whispering softly.

Especially the second time, which not only inflicted heavy losses on the members of the "Anti-Black Alliance", but also wiped out Liu Yuanshan, the leader of the Red Cloud Stronghold.

These patrol scouts were merely ordinary lacklings; who among them did not fear death? Furthermore, upon learning that the incoming force also belonged to the Yellow Turban lineage and sought only wealth rather than slaughtering everything like government troops, they agreed almost without any hesitation.

Though Yang Baichen spoke thus, the intentions revealed in her gaze and actions were not nearly as detached as her words suggested.

Lin Hanyi followed his line of sight. Up ahead in the snow, there were some scattered footprints, though they were covered by the heavy snowfall and indistinct, leaving only faint impressions.

Just as his voice fell, Monkey-man Zhang had already tumbled backward, his bronze staff emitting a humming sound. He had actually been forced back by a single palm strike from Shui, sending a numbing shock straight to the web of his hand. Yet, unwilling to let go of his staff, he caused the weapon to tremble violently in his grip. By the time the staff finally came to a halt, his hand was already bleeding from the impact.

"I am her father." A sharp chill struck Zhang Shaofei's heart like a heavy blow. *Holy crap, Mu Qingxue's father! What is going on here? Did I not check the almanac before going out today? How did I run into her father just like that? What if Mu Qingxue's father disapproves of our relationship and tries to tear us apart like a pair of Mandarin ducks?*

Clack, clack, clack. Qingming knocked on the door of Ryze's office. "Come in," Ryze's voice echoed from behind the door. Qingming pushed the door open and stepped inside, greeted by the sight of a bald head seated behind the desk, a trace of anxiety seemingly etched across his face.

Those two fierce insects then lunged forward fiercely. A moment later, Mao Jiuyou's nascent soul was completely devoured by the pair, causing him to vanish from the cultivation world entirely.

"I must once again say to classmate Sakai in person, I like you!" She made this vow with a clear tone and unwavering determination.

"Just what kind of thing is this?" Haruna stared in astonishment at the creature before her, which resembled a slime.

After ten years under Patriarch Bodhi, Sun Wukong arrived at the Sanxing Cave and became a direct disciple of Patriarch Bodhi.