Is the Abyss Fruit used for harvesting and supplementing?

Eu Não Sou a Esposa do Dragão Invencível Não-Humano (Transmigrando no Livro) Ritual Vermelho 1947 words 2026-08-04 07:49:56

That thread of refined true energy rapidly condensed within his dantian, forming a spherical crystal. As time passed, a small amount of genuine essence began to seep out from the crystal, flowing into the meridians throughout his entire body.

The seven heroes stood in a formation resembling a winding, slithering python. If the tail came under attack, the head would respond instantly; if the head encountered danger, the tail would rush to its aid. Under this mutual protection between head and tail, the person in the center position remained entirely free of risk, able to execute their swordsmanship to its absolute limit, turning it into a crucial pivot for attacking and subduing the enemy.

However, Hua Bin knew the cell leader was not spouting nonsense. Although the cell housed all sorts of people from walks of life who had committed a diverse array of crimes, they were all hot-blooded men. Even if they had broken the law outside, as long as they had acted in an open, honest, and forthright manner with genuine courage, they would still command respect and be highly regarded by everyone inside.

Only, this person probably did not know that Shen Yixin and Hua Bin were in league with each other, and mistakenly thought that at a single word from Gao Xuemei, they would eagerly rush forward to curry favor.

Seeing me take the initiative to have Boss Yan and the others step back, Nangong Qi wore a solemn expression, as if trying to read my intentions from my gaze. Of course, he could not figure them out, because at that moment I wore a smile, completely concealing my inner world.

"Hey, hey, hey?" Keta after all was unaccustomed to dealing with people and had no idea how to explain things to Ryan. Wanting to stop Ryan, yet fearing that Ryan might fly into a rage again, he could only stand in place and call out to him repeatedly.

"Plop—" With that, Yu Xin fell squarely from the second floor down into the waters of the West Lake, sending up a wave as tall as a person.

With a horizontal slash, the void was torn apart, scattering patches of pitch-black fire beams like a rain of dark, blazing arrows.

"Amitabha, Young Hero Lin, why must you be so obsessed with victory and defeat?" Fangzheng chanted a Buddhist greeting and smiled bitterly.

"Blood vessels?" Yu Xuanji was completely dazed by Lin Qiyu's words, having already forgotten the sorrow she felt just a moment ago.

Paul caught the underlying threat hidden within Wu Pian's mild words and thunderous shouts. Seeing his scholarly and refined expression, an inexplicable sense of fear crept up inside him, causing him to shrink back into an even more abject and cowering posture.

I was stumped by the question. How on earth would I know what it was? If I knew, would I still need to ask you? But I did not say that out loud.

"Get out!" Ouyang Bing's words shocked them all over again. A dignified prince was actually told to get out; who would ever believe such a thing if word got out?

However, as the endlessly surging spatial turbulence spilled outward, the expressions of those powerful experts slowly turned to horror.

His voice was rich and magnetic, and the refreshing aura radiating from his entire body had already left me completely infatuated.

He unstoppered the jade bottle, inside which a solitary pill lay quietly, emitting a faint red glow. Plump and round, what could it be if not the Spirit-Sun Pill?

Ouyang Bing glared at him and kicked him in the shin. "Go find your beauties!" Wasn't he a cut-sleeve? Where were all his young male favorites? Were they all dead?

Of course I still remembered. Having survived after twelve days in a deep coma, my memory had already returned to normal levels.

"If I die, having you accompany me down the Yellow Springs road won't be considered too much of a loss," Su Moyang replied coldly.

Perhaps, from the moment the original owner's memories awakened within her, there was no longer any difference between her and the original owner. Scene after scene played out as if she had experienced them personally; she was not a cold-hearted person, so she naturally felt everything firsthand.

She had originally intended to bring this matter up with him later, but she had not expected him to agree the very moment she mentioned it, which filled her heart with even greater gratitude.

"Qiaoxin, I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to be with you... Of course, if you aren't willing, just pretend I never said anything, and please don't be angry with me. In my heart, you are my best friend."

"Your Highness, wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?" She understood what it meant to take charge of his daily life, clothing, and meals.

Even if the spiritual energy here was abundant and cultivation far surpassed the outside world by untold margins, once they left Anyi Valley, the Overlord Gate had long since been destroyed by Su Lang, so what good would it do?

Yet to Lin Huilan, these words were nothing short of blatant showing off, instantly making her grind her teeth in fierce anger.

Xiao Yan and his companion glanced around and, seeing nothing truly of value, hurried over.

Was Xiaoxiao really cursing herself internally right then?! Just as the other person finally took the initiative and things were going delightfully, how on earth did it end up twisted into some kind of sibling relationship?

Chen Xin spoke indifferently, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes, and slowly raised his right hand, intending to strike Zhao Shan down with a single palm.

As he pondered, Bei He suddenly wondered if he could leave simply by telling the Heavenly Realm cultivator guarding the teleportation array that he knew Lord Sha.

He watched as those black eyes gazed fixedly at him, while the tail behind him continued to wag wildly.

"Lian, make him a portion of Gorgonzola rigatoni." The two of them sat at the dining table, and Lan called out loudly to the proprietress.

As the Eighth Prince, who was temporarily placed under house arrest in his estate, he still needed to seek Kangxi's permission before making such a request.

Mulan was unaware of the system's current wave of emotional reflection and touched sentiment. Instead, she thought carefully for a moment before speaking up, "Baby, since we already know there is something wrong with that Crown Prince..."

"Your combat prowess is simply too wasteful not to make use of." Leo crouched down halfway in front of him and said with a grin.

This time, Hou Liangping had come specifically to mention it, speaking in his native Northeast dialect, which was how he finally recognized him.

The battles ahead might be endless. While breaking through to the Demigod Realm was undoubtedly important, the ultimate goal was to break through to the Martial God Realm, and securing a spot for the Martial God Realm was paramount.

At times like this, the airships in the sky would follow the markers set by ground personnel, lifting the bones into the air one by one. Once hoisted, the bones were loaded into the cargo bay at the rear of the transport airship. When a certain quantity of skeletons had been accumulated, the transport airship would fly back toward the space battleship hovering tens of kilometers high in the sky.