Volume 1, Chapter 65: Do You Take This Medicine Regularly?

Taking a sip of tea to suppress the sorrow in his heart, Bu Qianhuai tapped the hilt of the sword at his waist, lost in thought.

"To reach the Entering Deity realm with spiritual eyes at age twenty-six, and even be able to wield Daoist blue fire—Brother Tianxiao, if you were a little younger, you could stand shoulder to shoulder with my brother Shangguan Jie," Shangguan Yu said softly.

However, the moment Lei Zhan's voice faded, Gelong's body suddenly burst with a brilliant golden light, startling Lei Zhan into leaping aside instantly.

When Di He opened his eyes, Nan He was nowhere to be seen. Assuming she had gone somewhere, he was about to call out to her when he lowered his gaze and found her crouching right in front of him, staring up at his face in a daze.

Bo Yanhe did not know what Di He would have told her had she made her choice when he asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" But she knew that one day, he would tell her everything, just as he was doing today, recounting it to her down to the smallest detail.

No wonder Zhang Tiezhu had been smiling like that just now; it turned out he wasn't grinning lewdly, but laughing at him.

"Speak! Who sent you?" Under that person's command, Ye Tianyi finally raised his head, his eyes fixing on the face of the man before him.

If Feng Changge were here, he would undoubtedly start cursing. Having finally managed to enter seclusion to comprehend the peak Innate realm—wasting half a century of his life for this very purpose—only to be repeatedly interrupted by juniors, the taste in his mouth certainly could not be pleasant.

Daisy naturally had no need to worry about the outcome of Lu Yan's handling of the matter; one look at Lu Yan's expression made it clear that the result was excellent.

"Who did you run into?" Hearing this, Luan Tian could not help but be slightly stunned, asking aloud. Given Bai Chen's strength, the fact that he had not been eliminated yet was truly unbelievable.

Under the commands of the Boundless Heavenly Emperor and the Fallen Heaven Demon, everyone in the celestial realm boarded the spirit boats and headed toward the Boundless Ocean.

Regarding Chen Xiyuan's words, Xu Feng merely turned his head and said indifferently, "No need, let's meet again if we have the chance!" With that, the luxury car's window slowly rolled up, separating the people inside and outside into two different worlds.

On the bridge, a figure in white quietly gazed at the hazy mists and drifting smoke surrounding the Heavenly River Tombs, where various gravestones were scattered about, remaining silent for a long time.

I pulled Yaya along as we walked inside. Seeing the young girl looking around with curiosity, I simply told her to go explore the surroundings first, figuring Qiao Yuwei probably wouldn't mind.

The silence that usually only appeared in Binzhong after school hours descended upon the campus at this moment. Although students from the entire teaching building had come out to watch, it was so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard.

Xu Feng stood in place, maintaining a stony silence. Although he didn't speak, anyone could tell he was holding back a raging fire inside. For the sake of personal statistics, these guys were playing so selfishly; how could they possibly win against the foreign aid team? Resorting to infighting before they even gained a lead—how could they keep playing like this?

After finishing the meal, the few of us didn't overthink it and went to a barbecue joint in Shuangji to drink beer and eat skewers.

Countless fans were watching this match here. Even many people who didn't understand basketball sat in front of their televisions waiting for Xu Feng's game just to cheer him on.

Yang Ming was far from the only one who sensed the overwhelming killing intent radiating from Rio; after all, Rio was putting on this display specifically for Old Cat.

"Perhaps." Lu Fangweng was not as emotional as he had imagined, his expression calm with a faint undertone of heaviness.

"That scum is no member of the Ye family; I shall take his life with my own hands in the future," Ye Yunfei said fiercely.

All members of the Potato Mercenary Group rushed forward, including Ayana and Fede. Tears still welled in Avi's eyes, and the eighteen-year-old youth's arms trembled incessantly as the headless corpse he clutched in his arms was undoubtedly Hughes.

"Five Hungry Ghost Kings, this swordsman is closely tied to the enemy of our sect. I hope you will capture him swiftly and offer him to the sect master!" Langya Lang suddenly launched a surprise attack. The situation had reversed; if they didn't get rid of Jiang Zicheng at this moment, when would they?

Ignoring Li Xiangyang's angry curses, Du Meng wielded a azure jade sword and charged toward the Ghost King. Somehow, the barrier-like Grievance of Ten Thousand moved along with him, pulling Li Xiangyang forward in its wake. Protected by the Grievance of Ten Thousand, the ghost soldiers and generals could not draw near them, nor could the malignant resentment taint them.

Every previous attack had precisely curbed the opponent's offensive. When such well-timed moves disrupted the enemy's rhythm within one's own control, it effectively threw the opponent's entire tempo into disarray.

But now, as Night Festival watched the Evil God's projection twitching intermittently from its desperate resistance, he understood that his chance had come.

It was not a matter of simply reaching the third layer of Qi Condensation to pass the trial; rather, the third layer was merely the minimum threshold. Only upon reaching the third layer was one qualified to participate in the trial at all.

"Ha!" Monk Zeng displayed mighty divine power. The black Buddha on his shovel suddenly leaped out; once bearing a merciful expression, it was now ferocious and terrifying, with sharp ghostly claws sprouting from its limbs and baring mismatched fangs. Within just a few rounds, it completely suppressed the two senior lamas.

Shi Huang made his decision immediately. Unburdened by attachments, he harbored only a deep-seated hatred for the Netherworld Sect in his heart; one day, when his studies were complete, he would surely annihilate the entire Netherworld Sect.

He must have felt frustrated, she thought. With a handsome appearance beyond compare and a status as the Regent standing second only to the emperor, he probably couldn't stomach her unreasonable and willful behavior.

"What? Three years? Five years? Ten years?" Jinyang stared with wide eyes, utterly incredulous. If it really took that long, wouldn't this new microbial degradation method be practically useless?

The others were not fools; naturally, they had no intention of staying to watch the impending mother-in-law and eldest princess feud. Bidding farewell early at least ensured they wouldn't offend the old matriarch, so they all made excuses about having pressing matters to attend to and departed individually.

The last time they saw the legends of the Forest Council, they hadn't seen them fly either, and the reason remained unknown; yet this time, the Grand Duke was solidly and truly suspended in mid-air.

Moreover, the phenomenon of diminishing returns on fame earnings, which could be sensed as the subsequent episodes of the animation broadcasted, revealed a bottleneck in fame accumulation within certain fields. Therefore, even producing a second season would not provide a massive boost to Zhang Liang in terms of fame.

How much time passed, they knew not, before they arrived at an exceptionally vast subterranean cavity—truly vast, its scale beyond description.

Taking a taxi, as long as the tourist showed interest, the driver was guaranteed to "tell everything he knew without reservation."