Volume 1, Chapter 52: Soul-Consolidating Longevity Pill

Even shattering a soul ring requires a tiny bit of technique. Detonating them at random—well, it doesn't seem to be fatal, just thoroughly unpleasant.

Fang Qiong muttered to herself, Jiang Guai’s unrestrained and defiant face flashing through her mind.

Yet everyone endured it with all their might, mechanically repeating the process of signal collection and analysis, unwilling to let slip even the slightest chance of finding Lu Mingfei’s coordinates.

Perhaps due to a pampered married life and her husband’s tender care, her once unremarkable facial features seemed to have suddenly blossomed.

I truly wonder how Ron Weasley managed to sleep until noon every single day in Harry Potter; I cannot help but admire how impressive he was.

Thinking of how her husband possessed a remarkably sharp nose—able to sniff out anything hidden away in the house—and recalling that the brothers had been eating meat at home while her own family hadn't tasted a single morsel of grease in over half a year, Ding Guizhi’s anger flared up all the more.

To my utter surprise, Chen Xing'er actually said she didn't mind me! She even said I looked rather handsome! Sometimes, being good-looking is also a crime... With a long, mournful face, I was dragged forward by Chen Xing'er.

This was completely unexpected. She had thought Su Xing was preparing to launch an attack on Sea God Island, never imagining that this was what he actually meant.

As the boy's voice trailed off, the image on the whiteboard shifted rapidly. The angle of this new camera was slightly skewed, its perspective continuing seamlessly from the previous one. At that moment, the brown-haired young man had already entered the frame, advancing along its edge.

While Title Douluo were numerous, those above Level 95 were scarce indeed, not to mention Level 99 peerless Douluo, who were practically unheard of.

"What were you guys saying to me when we were up there just now? I think I heard you mention something about ghosts?" Liu Wei asked, looking at Liu Song.

This place could well be described as a semi-developed primeval realm, where these intensely vibrant flora and fauna, alongside countless unknown living creatures, had existed for goodness knows how many ages.

The very next morning, Manager Wu dialed the number of Department Head Ma from the group headquarters’ property management department to inquire about the matter.

Coupled with the fact that the two chief strategists in his camp were locked in a bitter struggle for power, mutually undermining one another, Yuan Shao was not only deeply suspicious by nature but also stubborn and self-opinionated, refusing to adopt his strategist Xu You’s brilliant plan to raid Cao Cao’s grain supply.

"Uncle, I suspect Erlang is right by the door; this uncle’s gaze has been fixed toward the entrance all this while," Pan Jinlian said with a tight-lipped smile.

Su Nan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Yu Renjie. He casually sat down by the pool and started chatting up a young woman who had sauntered over. Upon hearing that Su Nan wanted to apply for a gold VIP card, her valuation of him skyrocketed instantly.

There was yet another matter that filled his heart with unease, making him prefer to sleep right here rather than leave. Shortly after he closed his eyes, he envisioned himself donning majestic armor and leading three thousand elite soldiers to tightly surround Wu Song on the long street.

At this moment, Ouyang Yi’s gloomy eyes narrowed, and the murderous, blood-red hue within them began to thicken.

Frame after frame of footage flashed backward in rapid succession; for the vast majority of the time, this place remained pitch black and completely deserted. Chen Zui waited patiently.

The intermediate stretch between Black Water Town and City of Light consisted predominantly of plains, interspersed with only a sparse scattering of forests and peaks.

Had Yang Ming failed to produce the jade pendant, quite a few people would likely have raised objections by now. However, having just presented a jade pendant to the old master as a gift, everyone was willing to cut him some slack.

"Find a secluded corner and come to the Heavenly Stone Blood Realm for a moment," Shizai’s voice suddenly resounded in Zhu Qing’s mind.

He wondered if, when he truly grew that old one day, the young girl would still love him just as deeply?

"Come back with me to the Crane God Unit; I’ll help you process your onboarding application." Lei Jingsha grabbed Zhuang Bi and bolted, leaving the latter utterly bewildered.

"I appreciate Your Majesty’s kind intentions! However, duty calls, and I have no choice but to do whatever it takes," Zhuang Yichen said with a faint, utterly calm smile.

The Dragon Blood Fiery Sword plunged downward without the slightest hesitation. Before Xue Wei could even manage a smile, the gruesome sound of flesh being ripped open echoed through the air, yet the target... was not Zhu Qing.

For a moment, everyone in the martial arts academy halted their movements and looked over in this direction.

Faker shook his head with a slight chuckle, quietly making his way toward the top lane while keeping a watchful eye on the developments in both the top and middle lanes.

At this juncture, Feng Jiujing sat before the computer, his expression rather complex and laden with an inexpressible bitterness.

After Zhong Xing finished singing the song, Chen Meng wore a serene smile and closed her eyes, seemingly genuinely ready for sleep.

Goodness gracious, Fang Chuan had already fused with supreme innate treasures—and even fragments of chaotic spiritual treasures—back when he was still below the Supreme tier.

As for the mentor assistants, they functioned as assistants to the homeroom teachers. Typically, entry into teaching dungeons was led by a mentor assistant; previously, Ye Qing had entered the Pirate Kingdom under such guidance.

His words infuriated the Empress Dowager to the point that she grabbed him by the collar and forced him, "This哀家 (imperial widow) didn't ask to hear that you are helpless! I don't care—if anything happens to the Emperor, I will have the entire Imperial Medical Academy executed to accompany him in death!" she shouted, giving him a fierce shove.

"You shouldn't have been born in the first place, you unfilial wretch! Just keep spoiling him like this, and sooner or later you'll meet your end at his hands." With that, he tossed the wooden stick aside and stormed into the house.

"Many thanks, Young Master, many thanks, Young Master." Hearing this, the Ding couple both dropped to their knees before Xiao Yi and showered him with continuous expressions of gratitude. If their previous salutations were merely out of propriety between superiors and inferiors, this time they were utterly heartfelt.

By this time, Lin Yifeng had already cleanly and decisively dispatched the rooster. Once Hu Mei brought out the boiling water, he set to work plucking its feathers.

On the ancient starry sky road, prodigies were the least scarce commodity of all; countless among them perished every single day.

He needed to consult with squad leaders like Zhao He regarding how to recruit over a hundred men to make up for the deserters. To be honest, being abandoned by over a hundred men who fled in terror before a confrontation with the imperial officials even began left Yang Xu feeling rather chilled to the bone. Yet there was no help for it; in this day and age, few people with families and households dared to risk their lives by openly defying the authorities.

The soldier was startled by the substance splattered across his face, and the moment he realized what it actually was, he promptly vomited his dinner.

"Replying to the Old Mistress, he has gone there six times in these past two months. This time when Xiao Ling arrived, Spring Peach even mentioned going to the town to fetch a physician. Perhaps upon his return, he will be able to bring the Old Mistress some joyous news," Xiao Ling said respectfully. He had returned once two months prior; how could the events of that night possibly go unreported?

"My name is Jin Changbai. This visit abroad is precisely to witness your martial arts. Since Master Huang has extended the invitation, I certainly will not decline!" Jin Changbai strode toward the fighting ring from the rear, the Korean martial artists ahead of him parting to clear a path, with even Li Licheng being no exception!

Ruan Kun only sensed a vague premonition of crisis, but Master Bazan, a master of blood-降 (sorcery/sorcery arts), could acutely perceive the terrifying nature of those sword qi attacks. He immediately stimulated a blood shield, enveloping himself, several of his disciples, and Ruan Kun within it.