Volume One Chapter 31 He Is Coaxing Her

At this moment, Xiulin could not help but glance at those nearby, his meaning clear—why was the once domineering Sect Leader now offering such respectful treatment to this Deputy Sect Leader? Bloodshot eyes revealed the true strength of the Central Continent’s cultivators, and Yunfeng, helpless, could only summon the Ancient Devouring Elephant. After the spiritual spring was taken away, the air’s spiritual energy thinned noticeably, though it was still far denser than most places within the Xiangluo Mine. The Human Emperor snorted coldly, his sleeve swirling as a surge of power burst forth, clashing fiercely with the Corpse Elder’s palm. Instantly, the Corpse Elder’s face changed dramatically, corpse blood spraying as he crashed downward.

Liu Mengyue nestled in his arms, softly conversing about whether Li Wuxing might succeed. Dong Zhanyun knew well the difficulty of forging a new Horse-Slaying Saber, so he did not rush to create his own, instead settling to cultivate, hoping to incorporate Sharpstone into his next saber. “Notify Sa Zhenbing and apply for imperial approval to establish a water patrol district in Shanwei, Guangdong, and take over its defense,” Chen Ning replied. Still, Dong Zhanyun could not rest easy until Ma Ma confirmed the item, finally allowing him to relax. Most crucially, Ma Ma advised him that, should he find a suitable spirit beast in the future, he could consider turning it into the saber’s spirit.

“Don’t cry out in pain…” Yan Chi murmured within the skull realm, his enormous eyes filled with decisiveness and anticipation. “Ji~!” Suddenly, the nine phoenixes’ bodies erupted with strange agitation, while the Yin-Yang avatar pressed its counterattack. They might not have been dazzling contestants, but each possessed extraordinary perseverance; their growth was evident to all who watched this dark horse rise.

“Let her in,” Wanyan Wuda said, draining a cup of advanced beast blood, propping his cheek as he gazed at the doorway. Dr. Angie was an authority in world medicine, recognized as one of the top three medical doctors globally, and held titles such as Medical Advisor to the President of Country M, and Vice President of the World Medical Association.

“The adjustment of magitek equipment requires your own ability and the equipment to reach a certain harmony,” Oray explained. “Only then can you advance further. If you adjust it while you still have a vast space for growth, it will cause errors in mastery!” Feeling the chilling flames, Lin Chen was startled—this was the True Heartfire just acquired by Mu Yunxue.

He looked at the distant Nora, her arrival like a phoenix descending, sensing how much she had improved since the Southern Warzone tournament. Back then, she hadn’t been able to summon her phoenix avatar; even when she tried, Ferrell forcibly stopped her. Meanwhile, Lingzi, beside Yezi, was conflicted, the memory of Lin Chen treating her illness and absorbing the venom replaying endlessly in her mind.

For one from the prehistoric era, the Jixiang clan had never heard of such novel experiences; prehistoric cultivators had to battle harsh environments, hunt prey, fight enemy tribes, and face volcanoes and thunderstorms. Yet through all this, they gained formidable survival skills. Chen Feng led everyone except Team C and D northward, while those two teams stayed behind to deal with the Immortal Hunters. After Chen Feng left, Teams C and D quickly formed a strange formation, waiting like hunters for their prey.

“Five thousand?” True Wood Ear questioned, evidently unwilling to believe that five thousand Ming Divine Gunmen could withstand the Northern Yuan cavalry. But what truly shocked him, nearly scaring the fat man witless, was the terrifying beast—like a demon lord from prehistory—lying on the ground, barely alive, like a dying dog.

She still returned, even though he had blocked the contract’s sense; the abnormal Red Lotus still rushed directly back. Suddenly, there came the old man’s footsteps from inside, and Baida slipped away instantly. Feng Shaojie spotted several Flying Dragon Birds perched atop the pine ahead; it had been ages since he’d tasted them.

Though Jiuxiao repeatedly assured her of protection, Qiao Chuqing still felt chills and the idea of moving took root in her mind. At that moment, two children’s loud wails echoed, leaving Zhao Ling bewildered and rooted to the spot—was he a father now?

Zhanxi nodded and turned to Wei Ya, saying, “We’ll discuss what happened earlier, later.” Without waiting for Yuchi Wei Ya’s response, she supported Cangli and walked toward the guest room in the mansion. In her recent dream, she vaguely saw a dark shadow outside her pitch-black window. Though hazy, the sensation felt unnervingly real, as if she had seen it not only in dreams; her every movement seemed watched, yet the observer never appeared.

Amidst the rising screams, classmates once oppressed by Wang Shishi ignored the dark faces of Wang Shishi and Cai and sent their hearts soaring to Jiuxiao, who accepted them all with a smile, leaving Qiao Chuqing to upset Old Chen’s jealousy.

Even the usually calm Li Jianxia grew uneasy; the Tiger Dragon Army was about to face its toughest test—if they could withstand Wulan Yinyun’s thunderous strike, the Tiger Dragon Army would truly come into its own.

He vaguely sensed that Nangong Yun was deliberately holding back. Though publicly acknowledging his identity, she likely employed a tactic of turning the tables.

Unexpectedly, as he entered the Palace of Shura, the “aow aow” cries rose again. Dressed, he sat on the bed, recalling yesterday’s match and that goal.

After all, Wei Wuji’s reputation had been widely publicized; powerful public opinion nearly painted him as a saint.

“Don’t make yourself out to be so innocent, all right? You’re only speechless because I saw through your thoughts!” Ni Zihan said calmly.

“Alright.” Zhou Changjiang immediately accompanied Luo Hebin to the West District Forensic Center, where they examined the two corpses in the lab. Both were male, their bodies shriveled, faces frozen in terror, hearts missing, and all blood drained.

Still, seeing Lin Bixiao so concerned for Bi Qianmo, as a father, his heart was quietly gladdened.