Chapter 32

Almost instantly, they all sat cross-legged, placed the medicinal pills into their mouths, closed their eyes, and began to circulate their internal energy to absorb the power of heaven and earth.

Just as the wedding ceremony was about to begin, Murong Bingbing, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke with a tone of absolute firmness, leaving no room for doubt.

As this thought crossed his mind, Long Pingfan felt a stir in his heart, and the hand he was using to channel his true energy trembled involuntarily.

His speech carried an indescribable coldness and stiffness; although his expression appeared no different from that of an ordinary person, there was a persistent, wooden quality in his features.

Before he could react, a demon spirit behind him left a shocking wound on his back. He winced in pain, turning hastily to fend off the creature, though he was inwardly fuming with rage.

If this place were truly converted into a trading firm, he would lose his job. It had taken him so long to finally manage a casino on his own; he could not just hand it over to someone else for nothing.

Lu Qing'er had held on until the early hours of the morning, but overcome by exhaustion, she finally fell into a deep sleep and did not wake until nearly noon.

My father was in a foul mood and had no inclination to joke with me, nor did he pay any mind to whether I was dating or not.

Her face was obscured by long hair, yet one could still faintly discern areas where the skin was festering.

The entire natural world seemed covered in scars, and within the golden sphere, the situation was one of extreme terror, with energy explosions occurring nearly dozens of times per second.

Su Jiu sneered and said, "They lack the ability to find any leverage against me. Very well, I shall handle these matters." With that, Su Jiu departed from the Su estate, though not before casting an invisibility spell to ensure he would not be discovered.

The scenery before him shifted, and Ye Kong returned to the center of the Dark Mist Forest, a place illuminated by moonlight.

"Your alchemy skills are indeed superb, sir, but your arithmetic is lacking. Initially, you stated you only needed half a dragon bone to refine the pills. Now that you have used all the dragon blood in addition to the bone, you are only entitled to one-quarter of the pills—twenty-seven in total," Nan Wuxiang said with a curl of his lip.

"This!" Lan Ling’s eyes widened, and her hand instinctively reached forward. She recognized that this was indeed a Millennium Snow Cicada, and her inherent urge to kill and plunder took hold, making it difficult for her to restrain herself.

Of course, Yi Le did not truly believe that Amelia’s feelings for him were that deep. Once she returned to her own world, he, a fellow traveler in misfortune, would likely become insignificant in her eyes, reverting once more to the Demon King who needed to be vanquished.

As the two armies engaged in close-quarters combat, the rigorous training of the Xue family army became evident. The Xiliang soldiers were far inferior in strength to those under Xue Rengui; once the melee began, the sheer power of the Xue family troops was on full display.

His goal achieved, Wuenqi hesitated for a moment, intending to withdraw. However, after he offered his farewells, Princess Momo refused to let him leave.

Amelia’s exquisite face froze for a moment, then shifted into a subtle expression as she took the pajamas, pretending as if nothing were amiss.

As they delved deeper, they felt as though countless eyes were watching them from the surrounding mist, which made them shudder. The person who had proposed this path earlier, however, seemed prepared for the situation and appeared less fearful.

Looking at the hotel's interior, Yu Chuxuan could not help but marvel at its luxury. If only that money were given to me—Yu Chuxuan indulged in a fantasy as he surveyed the decor.

Once the vehicles came to a halt, the group emerged from their light slumber, ready to have dinner and replenish their energy before resting. They slowly kindled a campfire and sat in a circle to eat.

"Three thousand yuan!" There was clearly more than one wealthy person present; shortly after the previous man made his bid, another followed suit.

After Ren Simian finished speaking, she did not look at Cheng Jin’s expression, but instead turned, took Leng Yi’s hand, and walked toward the apartment.

Time in the world of cultivators passed just as it did in the mortal realm, but the environment here offered too many advantages; one could look up and see a sky filled with stars and the Milky Way draped across the horizon, making the courtyard clearly visible without the need for lamps.

"Very good, Old Niu. Although you only brought back one rock lizard today, I am exceptionally pleased." Landen looked at the lizard before him and nodded.

Just as the Yellow Turban soldiers were about to storm the ramparts, a great general appeared at the right moment. He was imposing in appearance, wearing a red headscarf, his eyes emerald-green, and he wielded a pine-patterned ancient saber. He killed dozens of Yellow Turban rebels in succession, driving them off the walls and temporarily securing Wancheng.

To dissect such a massive creature, even for an experienced hand like Landen, would take a great deal of time, especially since he wanted to preserve as much of its valuable parts as possible, which made the task even more cumbersome.

"This aura is incredibly strong! I cannot even gauge the cultivation level of this demon beast, but I have a bad feeling about this," Song Zheng muttered to himself as he sensed the presence in the air.

Thinking this, Brooke called his wife over from the outer room where she was busy. Just as he was about to get to work, a rapid knocking sounded at the door.

"I will handle what comes next; you take care of her." He climbed into his car without looking back, just as Zuo Qingyun caught up from behind.

Zhong Li covered her mouth in shock, watching with resentment as An Xin walked away with such ease. She was, of course, familiar with the Shanghai Le Dao Hotel; it was the most prestigious hotel in China, and she had heard her father speak of it more than once.

Li Zhichen then recalled that when Mei Hanxia had dealt with the tiger-bear beast previously, he had used a Seven-Ring Cyclic Lock to capture seven of them. However, that was lost later when thousands of tiger-bear beasts launched a stampede.

Those students who failed to enter the Dao Origin Class were wailing and crying online, though the actual emotional distress in reality was likely not as exaggerated as their words suggested.

Mei Hanxia looked ahead and saw a dense mass of white mist moving slowly through the forest a dozen paces away, though it was too blurry to discern what lay within.

Nangong Yunyao moved from his original position to stand before the dozen or so cultist spirit-masters. He gazed at the figures before him, pulled his bowstring once more, and instantly loosed arrows at the disciples.