Chapter 62: The Childhood Sweetheart's Wish Challenge (23)

No wonder the Medicine King once advised him to swallow it in nine separate doses. It turned out to be because of this risk.

Fortunately, the spearheads and arrowheads used in martial arts competitions were blunt. Although a force of over a hundred pounds hitting the body through a weapon still hurt immensely, as long as it wasn't aimed at vital spots, it wouldn't cause severe injury.

"Rise, my lords." The Supreme Sovereign spoke with a deep, resonant voice that carried an inherent persuasiveness. He made a gentle lifting gesture, and the hypocritical courtiers kneeling on the ground all sprang to their feet in unison.

Over by the carriages, things were bustling with activity. Some were inspecting the goods, while others were arranging for unloading. In an open space not far from the carriages, rows of thatched sheds had been built, apparently intended for storing coal.

Looking back at myself as the years passed, gazing into the mirror, I always felt my eyes were becoming increasingly like his, yet with an added trace of despair and ferocity.

As Xiuyuan comprehended during his meditation, each of these nine states of mind required an astonishing amount of inner spiritual energy to refine and transform into the avian form.

The conflict with the aristocratic families had reached a critical threshold, and no one could say for sure which family would be the next to act out of desperation.

"Is your mother doing alright?" Chu Yange watched as the cheerful smile on her face gradually faded, feeling a pang of sympathy as she asked softly.

Whether these people would be driven to desperation was something Luo Yong did not know. However, those members of the Zhao family were still lingering in Dunhuang and had not yet left; they probably wouldn't dare to make a move against him right now.

"How is your rest? Teacher sees that your complexion isn't very good. Will you be able to attend classes normally today?" The head teacher looked at me and asked with concern.

Now that Liu Chan had succeeded to the throne, the fires of war were igniting everywhere in Dashu, with border disturbances arising constantly. Meng Huo's uprising against Shu was truly an exceptionally opportune moment.

The estate servants originally wanted to pursue, but unexpectedly, He Shan was struck with pain once more and let out a loud cry, which deterred them from making any further moves.

Fortunately, the number of these tri-colored tiger-headed poisonous bees was not large—only about five hundred or so—otherwise Chu He truly wouldn't have been able to hold out for long.

And today, the news brought to the entire world by his News Coots was the kind of earth-shattering news that would cause the whole world to seethe with excitement.

"Scatter!" Lian Haiping made a decisive split-second decision and, without the slightest hesitation, transformed his body into billions of specks of light that plummeted from the high sky like a meteor shower, instantly merging into the undulating mountains and earth.

Beside the lamp, a middle-aged Daoist sat silently in meditation, resembling an ancient, unmoving tree.

Several carriages laden with supplies were followed by a few laborers driving over a dozen sheep. Since Cheng Yaojin had issued a decree allowing supplies to be claimed freely, and he himself fancied eating mutton stewed with turnips, Wang Xingxin stood on ceremony and claimed a few extra sheep so that he could prepare a heartier meal for everyone in the wounded soldiers' camp tonight.

"Miss? Miss?" The procuress called out a few more times. Seeing that Wanying remained motionless without any reaction, she stood up and left.

To Lian Haiping, everyone in the Myriad Demon City was a monster, not a single living human being. But to the original inhabitants of the Myriad Demon City, wasn't he, Lian Haiping, also a demon that had flown down from beyond the heavens?

The will passed down through generations, the tides of an era, and human dreams—as long as people continue to seek the answers of freedom, all of this will never cease.

Li Junxiu naturally understood Ren Silian's intent. If he refused, Ren Silian would undoubtedly go find Xu Yuan and tell him everything that had happened in the past.

Chen Jianghe and Wu Yin had already boarded the ship. Setting sail from the East China Sea of Huaguo, the cruise ship had already made a tour of various major ports in Nippon and was now preparing to set sail back to the East China Sea. Barring any accidents, it would successfully arrive at the East China Sea port in a day and a night.

The man pulled off the hood from his face, revealing a young, handsome yet scar-ridden and gloomy visage.

He lived in a nearby village. Initially, seeing smoke rising from this area, he had come over to take a look. Upon seeing it was the young man Bai Xiao, he exchanged a few words. Since he was already there, he simply picked up the fish fork in his hand and began spearing fish by the river.

Zhou Fu blew a puff of hot air into his palms, feeling that today's Huanglong City was exceptionally desolate and biting cold, and silently cursed old Gu, who should have come to relieve him for the shift.

The largest mountain range in the Nine Yin Immortal Realm was the Nine Yin Mountain Range, occupied by the Demon Clan and the Four Divine Beast Clans. The second largest was the Sanxu Mountain Range, occupied by the Sanxu Holy Land and the Demon Angels.

Ye Feng had immense trust in the execution efficiency of his subordinates, so the problem definitely did not originate from their side. That meant there was something wrong with this fund-verification machine.

At present, all he could do was swallow his grievances and endure. Either he raised his own strength to the Foundation Establishment realm first, or he found the Heartless Grass to cure his mother's illness.

To become a teacher, one should undergo various evaluations; clearly, Quirrell did not qualify.

Besides, you can calculate how many people will come here to attack the Holy Church this time. If I guessed correctly, it would be at least several thousand people. Yet these people need time to travel here from their respective places, and just how difficult it is to assemble thousands of people who are completely incapable of obeying orders is something you can imagine even if you haven't done it yourself.

"I haven't used it for quite a while, let me test if it still works..." Wang Yi's deadpan expression almost made the US representative spit blood.

Having servants deliver silver directly to someone's door would lead outsiders to believe the Yu residence was strapped for cash, inevitably turning it into gossip for everyone over tea and leisure.

Xu Yang glanced sideways at Bai Chenyu, his flight speed unabated as he continued onward. That Bai Chenyu wasn't even worthy of entering his sights.

Young Master Zhang was quite intoxicated. Although he was still conscious, his speech was becoming increasingly slurred, and as he looked at the head teacher, the lecherous glint in his eyes grew ever more intense.

Qi Tianying's narration ignited the flames of anger in the hearts of the cultivators. Sharing a bitter hatred for the common enemy, they could no longer suppress the agitation in their hearts and demanded to immediately set off for the God Clan's encampment to attack them.

If those words had been spoken by anyone else, Cai Dong would not have believed them and would certainly have rejected them outright. However, since the promise of benefits came from Xiao Rongzhi and Daoist Master Taiqing, he could not help but think twice.

Unnamed birds circled in mid-air, their harsh cries blending with the pitch-black thorny thickets of the four forests, evoking a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere.

"Hey, classmates, long time no see. Did you miss me?" Qingming leaped down from the vehicle, having already removed his mask to reveal a handsome visage remarkably similar to Zhang Shaofei's.