34 Thirty-four Whales

However, upon reaching the level of Spiritual Manifestation, the energy of secret techniques expands significantly. The secret energy at the initial stage of Spiritual Manifestation alone is as vast as a large barrel, far beyond the reach of the Spirit Concentration realm.

The doctor screamed in terror and collapsed to the ground, then scrambled toward the front door, only to be seized by Master Azan.

Pitch-black venom emanated a foul stench into the air before falling, in full view of everyone, onto Mao Buluo’s fist.

Yan Tianyou had long known his master’s intentions and was not surprised, nodding as he said, "I understand, Master."

The film crew knew his temperament; anyone entering the radius where sound could be captured would automatically set their phones to silent. Even Leng Zimo was no exception.

Over the next three days, the few remaining disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect arrived. After two attacks—one at Black Wind Valley and another by the World Alliance—fewer than twenty pitiful souls remained.

The doll could not understand the cub, but because of the talisman, it could understand the stag. Misinterpreting the stag’s words as a question directed at itself, the doll immediately asked back.

The trials for the prince consort were as follows: the first was to see if he would be distracted by trivial matters while eating; the second was to see if he could endure simple, coarse food; the third was to taste jerky. She had mixed her own handmade jerky among several varieties and watched their expressions from behind a screen.

For a time, Leng Yi grew fond of the battlefield and became obsessed with killing, for only by killing could one obtain what they desired, and in this world, all anyone wanted was money and grain.

In the afternoon, Jian Rui packed her things at home, preparing to leave for Japan tomorrow. Huo Jincheng had friends in the cosmetic surgery field in Japan and had already made arrangements, waiting for their arrival.

Deep down, she wanted to flee this place, yet she knew clearly that they would not let her go easily.

It was enough for them to leave this country, leave this land, and go to another nation to do something to earn a living.

He did not know Li Rui’s true identity, but did it matter? Just judging by how warmly Song Ziwu treated Li Rui, was that not enough to prove the gravity of the situation?

When he picked up the phone, his hand trembled inexplicably, terrified of hearing unfortunate news.

Yuan Zhen, slumped in the corner, shuddered as if struck by some injury and suddenly let out a shrill scream. He tried to raise his hands with great effort, seemingly attempting to chant a spell. Li Rui would not allow him to chant, launching into a barrage of punches and kicks that left Yuan Zhen with nothing but piercing screams.

***

With a heart-wrenching cry, Yao Qingmu bolted upright from the bed. Her face felt damp and itchy, and when she reached up to touch it, her fingers were covered in cold tears.

Shen Baohe walked to the bedside and slowly crouched down, his cool, slender fingers brushing against her cheek.

"Of course, my Aunt Han is unique. Uncle Yuan is truly blessed to have married her!" Bai Guifeng said, not blushing or panting, openly shifting with the wind.

Yao Qingmu did not know how long she had slept; she felt as if she had been trapped in a bottomless, sunless abyss. She wanted to scream for help, but no matter how hard she tried, no sound came out. She wanted to run, but her bones felt as if they had fallen apart, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not move her legs.

Jin Yang had always known that Lin Shengshen was not living well, but he had never realized, until he counted the details, just how unbearable her life had been.

In truth, the black jade was merely an old memento to Yu Xiu, a keepsake; even without it, he could still prove his identity.

She patted her shoulder and said earnestly that, at this moment, there was no status or hierarchy between them; they were friends, family, and people who could confide their hearts to one another.

Panicked, she grabbed the hem of Ming Che’s clothes: "Please, never tell Grandmother about this. She is old, and I don't want my affairs to cause her any trouble." With that, Caidie, not knowing how to face Ming Che, hurried into the room.

A magnetic voice suddenly drifted from the door, the low laughter sending a tingling sensation through Chu Xun’s ears like an electric current.

Yi Mu turned around, dressed in black night-traveling attire with his face masked; no ordinary person could have recognized him at a glance.

Chu Xun was no pushover, either. At first, she had been polite and unwilling to cause trouble, but Yu Lin kept seizing opportunities to mock her, which deeply displeased her.

The surrounding youths scattered with shouts, and not knowing who yelled "Retreat!", they swarmed away, leaving only the youth who had collapsed on the ground.

"No! It’s a soul-bewitching technique! Don't look into her eyes!" Ghost Brake No. 1 shouted. Ghost Brake No. 3 turned his head away, but Ghost Brake No. 5 and No. 2 had not yet awakened.

He could feel the intense reaction from the person above him, so he reached out and grabbed a nearby piece of clothing to bite down on.

"Let’s go, let’s check out that quieter area over there." Although she enjoyed the excitement, she was not reckless enough to squeeze into the middle of the crowd.

***

If Star Technology entered the computer operating system field, the landscape of the industry would undergo a earth-shattering transformation.

After Aunt Rong finished her scolding, peace returned downstairs. People ate and reminisced, though after Lu Yunzheng returned, certain subtle dynamics seemed to have fractured. Aunt Rong stopped talking about Shi An’s love life and stopped worrying about whether Wen Qiao needed to find a partner, leaving the atmosphere harmonious and pleasant.

Wang Shuang glanced at Hu Ganglie, satisfied to see that he had received the message.

"I’m out shopping with my sister! If there’s something to say, say it over the phone!" After Ye Lingjing’s voice came through the receiver, she spoke.

After being trained by Murong Yu, Yu Huan’s combat prowess was much stronger than before, and the disciples of ordinary martial arts schools were truly no match for him.

One could negotiate with Qiao Qing on any matter, but when it came to George, there was no room for discussion.

The thing everyone feared finally happened: on the mountainside of Red Earth Mountain, near the summit, dense fog began to spread. Waves of deathly aura spilled out, accompanied by a chilling cold.

A trace of coldness flashed in Ji Hua’s narrow eyes as he sat on the sofa, fingers tapping rhythmically against the table with a metallic sound.

Shang Bichen walked over and tapped her lightly; receiving no response, she finally felt relieved.

He regretted leaving the house the moment he stepped out; it was freezing, and he felt like an idiot for only wearing a hoodie with a thin down jacket in his hand.

"The grassland has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak; there is no room for the weak to survive. General Dou, you need not feel sad for them. Since they dared to come, they should have expected this day!" Shangguan Bi’s voice came low, tinged with a sense of bewilderment and regret.