112 The Immortal Touches the Crown 10

“Comminuted fracture of the right knee, comminuted fracture of the right arm.” The head of surgery swallowed hard, his discomfort palpable, as if he wished he could bury his head in shame.

The mercenaries around paid no heed to Captain Ding’s words, each casting curious glances at Ye Tian, their eyes soon softening with a hint of pity.

Shen Shi stood beside the pool, noticing that the pool of resentment energy was diminishing. Upon this discovery, he quickly ignited a gunpowder-filled bamboo tube and tossed it into the water.

The official explanation was a strict crackdown on smuggling. Ordinary residents felt only a slight oppression, but those with insider knowledge sensed something amiss and hurriedly evacuated Pushu Town.

As a native of Longjiang, Ling Hao’s legendary exploits were countless, each story piling up until he was almost mythologized.

The figure reaching into the eight-digit range, astonishingly paired with the words “minimum savings” and “daily expenses,” struck Han Wenzhi like a lightning bolt shattering conventional wisdom, leaving him stunned, his expression utterly remarkable.

Ling Hao’s doubt centered on this very point. He glanced toward the divine elders beside Yan Xuanji and saw their faces shift, revealing unexpected emotions.

“You agreed to one of my conditions.” Cici knew well from the start that Lin Ai would refuse, so her rejection drew no reaction; she merely whispered. Whether Lin Ai would consent later depended entirely on whether she could be persuaded.

However, this made the earlier question even more perplexing. Since the first four levels he had experienced were not truly part of the Nine Extreme Tower, the very existence of the beings within those levels was highly debatable.

“You actually killed Cantor so easily?” Lesia was clearly still in disbelief; in mere moments, Cantor was dead.

Even though both were seventh-tier cultivators, Lian Changkong felt his soul tremble faintly.

A prince from a noble family leading elite cavalry into Hedong Prefecture was a blessing to the common folk but a disaster for the aristocratic clans!

Regarding the fifth technique, the Demon Devouring Immortal Slash, during his comparison with Hu Yixian, Fang Chen learned that Hu Yixian could only withstand the blow by risking his life; the next strike meant certain death.

Despite all calculations, Han Yuanyong did not foresee Zhang Xuanheng leading troops here, not to besiege the city directly but to sow discord and deliberately break the morale of the Pinglu army.

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“No, rest assured. When have we ever caused a corpse calamity or harmed ordinary people? We are forced into this.”

The excited Wang Dongliang could no longer sleep. Early in the morning, he arrived at the school to share the good news with everyone.

The Azure Blood Poison King, cloaked in a mist of grayish energy, abruptly ceased his triumphant laughter as terror flashed in his eyes.

Even his eldest brother, the eldest son, merely shook his head with an ambiguous smile, acting as if nothing had happened.

The restaurant in the Multiverse Hotel was managed entirely by “Delicious and Delightful,” ensuring exquisite flavors that earned continuous praise from the wealthy patrons.

“Yes, yes, yes, hurry and cause havoc in other realms,” responded a renowned woodcarving master known domestically.

“Let go! I am the Empress! How dare you bring me here!” Shangguan Songge’s furious rebuke echoed through the dim, eerie corridor.

A flash of cold light swept through, the surging sword aura scattering arrows like autumn wind stripping fallen leaves, injuring many archers in the process.

“Of course it’s delicious. Mom made the fillings herself, and then she and I wrapped them,” Yun Yiyi said with a smile, winking at Luo Wanxin beside her.

Jin Youyi was unhappy that her time alone with Baize had been interrupted; her outward cheerfulness was only a facade.

She looked at the man beneath her, tears streaming down as she struck his chest heavily.

Her cold, ethereal face revealed no clear intention—whether resigned to fate or harboring other thoughts remained uncertain.

Busy black-clad assassins were burying several round objects in the ground around the two.

Long Ziyan disliked her current outfit, so she decided to go back to the dormitory to change.

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Yet, she did not mind. Having her face disfigured was not a first or second occurrence. Moreover, her body had become divine, with regenerative powers far superior to before; thus, it was nothing to fret over.

I admit I still love him. He is the flame in my heart and the sword hanging over me. That sword remains suspended; I cannot remove it, only strive to avoid its sharp edge to prevent injury.

Because of this, the number of vengeful spirits was few, and none dared to wander alone. Even now, the small group before them numbered about twenty.

Upon finishing his words, he looked at Xiao Yan, his smile sharp as a blade.

We nestled together, half reclining in the warm water, enveloped by the scent of flowers. When he remained still for a long while, I couldn’t help but glance back, discovering he had fallen asleep.

In terms of seniority, Xue Wangcong was Li Yu’s fifth uncle. The Wei sisters married Li Yu and Xue Wangcong respectively, making their titles somewhat awkward.

The shocking scene before them left everyone momentarily stunned. Wu Xianyi also looked fearful, seemingly about to reach out to pull Cao Ye’s concubine back, but failed to grasp her alabaster wrist.

Previously, Leng Muchen drank only the coffee brewed by Anna, but now he refused even a sip.

“Is that so?” Liu Yiguang frowned slightly. There were few Sinologists, so princes and princesses attended lectures together; he had not considered this before.

“He? He’s a freshman like you, so why do you think he can participate in this competition? Know this, the opponents this time are no weaklings. Among the five from Lingwu Academy, two have reached the King level, while the other three have already peaked at the Spirit level!” Murong Lan said.