Chapter 66

At that time, it was not a matter of whether the ability suited them or not; rather, Luo En decided whether the ability would be useful to them in the future.

He recounted everything that had happened back at the Cauldron Cave. "I originally intended to expose this entire affair directly to the cultivation world, but Grandmaster Xuanmiao appeared before me with several elders involved in the incident, offering a most sincere apology and vowing never to commit such acts again."

Perhaps he could also attempt this ability. According to his thoughts and hypotheses, it was entirely feasible.

"Why is Lord Wu in such a hurry to find me?" Xu Chong waited quietly for him to finish before asking in a calm tone.

Later on, Zhuang's mother met Aunt Yuan and they became good friends. Through Aunt Yuan, she then met Zhuang's father, and after several matches made by others, their courtship and marriage proceeded very smoothly.

After all, there were certain connections between government bailiffs and the immortal sects. His previous words were merely an attempt to gain the upper hand mentally, hoping to talk the other party into retreating if possible. Now seeing that dissuasion was impossible, he had no choice but to take a step back.

However, this current situation could not last much longer. The next time someone entered, they would likely discover their predicament.

"Wow, the class monitor is amazing! Grand Continental Hotel is a five-star hotel in Jiangcheng, and it's extremely difficult to make a reservation!" someone exclaimed.

History has proven that if you want to bully the 'protagonist', you must do it early, while the other party is still incapable of defeating you.

Outside the window, the brilliant sea of flowers swayed like ocean waves, and the sunlight leaped across the window lattice, enveloping the two of them and casting a faint, ethereal halo over their figures.

Controversies surrounding Buddhism have existed since ancient times. As for what a Buddha truly is, some say a Buddha is an immortal, while others say a Buddha is a philosophy—a philosophy of universal love for all beings and saving the mortal world from suffering.

This was not daydreaming. Seeking the Dao of immortality has always been about modeling oneself after heaven and earth; there is no fixed or singular path.

"Oh my, Zhian, you shouldn't be so overly polite; there's really no need for this." Dou Guangying's mouth split into a wide smile from ear to ear.

Huang Chiyan's heart surged with emotions as he searched the ground, only to discover a scale belonging to a divine dragon.

It turned out that all the positive changes he had previously brought to himself relied entirely on selling his own body in exchange for Lin Yueyao's help.

The long saber trembled in the air a few times, while Shi Qian's expression shifted constantly. The madness and hatred in his eyes grew increasingly intense, only to vanish as rapidly as they had appeared once they reached their peak.

He let out three successive long sighs. It didn't take much thought to realize he was talking about Qiao Geng, but neither Qiao Geng nor Li Wanwan paid him any mind.

It began rubbing the antennae on its head, and a strange wave radiated outward. All the scarlet fire ants seemed to receive some kind of command and began marching in formation toward the magma lake.

Originally, Lü Ziyan had thought that overlords like Zeng Renwang were already tremendously formidable, but she never imagined there would be someone even more powerful than him—it was simply a difference as vast as heaven and earth.

When the ice orb released by Sheele was shattered by Mine's ranged attack, hundreds of ice spikes instantly burst forth from the fractured cold ice, launching a torrential, indiscriminate assault on Lubbock and Mine.

Li Xiutian's attitude indicated that her balance was tipping toward Yang Mu, and that was enough.

This check was also money earned through supernatural abilities, and since it couldn't be spent, why bother bringing trouble upon oneself?

Upon entering, the screen flashed, and a multitude of complicated online shops categorized in various ways appeared on the phone screen once again.

I always felt that given how distant my relationship with her is now, she probably wouldn't bother crying to me like this; instead, she'd directly use this weightier secret of mine to make me obey her every command, threatening to 'destroy' me if I refused.

"Be a good girl, Mohan, don't be afraid!" Qin Luofan hugged her tightly with one arm, freeing his other hand to take the contract. In an instant, the black and white text on white paper turned to dust within his broad palm.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Bijun stretched her arms wide, shielding the young man's half-unbuttoned chest like a hen protecting its chick.

Returning to the Qin residence, Qin Luofan carried Chen Mohan straight into the bedroom. After settling her into a chair, he walked over to the wardrobe, thumbed through her clothes, and finally pulled out a light blue long dress, walking back to her side.

A wicked smile hooked the corner of Li Yang's lips; he was clearly plotting some mischief as he stood up and walked over.

I remembered that the last time we were in this very private room, because he wanted to cause trouble for Nasdaq, I had gotten as drunk as a dog. Yet Xie Cunhui was still able to haul me straight to a hotel, summon Zhang Ming朗 over, and stir up one mess after another.

As she spoke, Tongtong made a fierce gesture, which made me burst out into a sudden "puff" of laughter.

After bidding farewell to Qiao Yuwei, I took my ticket and entered the venue, seating myself in the front row. Anyone unaware would have thought I was some young master coming here to listen to classical music or something. If they knew this exalted self was actually a poor loser, I shuddered to think what they would make of it.

The might of the Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder was indeed terrifying, potent enough to destroy divine artifacts, but it was impossible to destroy the Twenty-Four Heavens Artifacts. Although the Haotian Realm was dilapidated everywhere, its foundation remained undamaged.

However, Chen Ting did not care. Suppressed by the Buddha Lord's will and the Soul-Nourishing Wood, no brand could shake his primordial spirit. Moreover, while refining the blood qi, the Haotian Pagoda and the Divine Demon Stele were simultaneously activated to grind away these brands.

Decades of time slipped by. Even though An Ying was the spirit of the Yuanlie Fan and combined this with the Soul-Evasion Art, she was, after all, still possessed of a human soul.

"I don't care about anything else, I only ask that you spare Song Danhao and the others." Lin Yaoyang felt that he was understanding Li Qiao less and less.