Chapter 63

If high-end ingredients were all it took to settle everything, what would be the purpose of chefs and culinary skills?

Although Li Mi held a high position, his responsibilities were limited to maintaining security within the inner palace and the capital; he was not allowed to participate in political affairs or policy-making. Fortunately, Zhu Changluo had matured, handled the crisis in a timely manner, and followed Li Mi's advice by dispatching troops from garrisons such as Suzhou to aid in disaster relief.

Zhen Mi was a woman of propriety. Especially now that she was pregnant, she was all the more unlikely to act rashly, and besides, she was not someone who reasoned unreasonably.

At this moment, Hua Wuhen stood motionless atop the mountain peak, while dual streams of cyan and black light continuously emanated from within his body—a sign that the battle of primordial spirits inside him had reached a critical juncture.

"Go fuck yourself." The bald man clearly had not expected so many people to suddenly barge in. Seeing that fellow walking straight toward him, he reacted in a panic without even thinking; turning around, he lashed out with a kick, sending the leader of those dim-witted youths flying several meters away.

Tan Yayin also felt much better in her heart, regaining her appetite as she took the meal handed to her by Chu Tianyu and began to eat.

In ancient times, however, Go players employed the fixed-stone opening system, meaning the black and white stones occupied the four corners and could only be placed diagonally, as ancient players primarily focused on mid-game combat and endgame closures.

Yet, the hotel front desk had no record of him and Ruoshui checking in together. They must have used false identities, but since they used false identities, why would they leave clues exposing this place?

Although Bai Lei did not like it, he could not voice his dissatisfaction at the moment. He merely nodded lightly at Huang Xueguang, then took the lead and entered the security department's breakroom ahead of everyone else.

"All right! You guys go over your review! I'm going to draft the quiz now, and the class monitor will maintain order in the classroom." With a graceful twist of her slender waist and her head held high, Teacher Yuan walked out of the classroom.

Watching Xia Zhi swagger away with her arrogant and defiant posture, Song Xiaowei felt as though a fire was burning in her chest, making her grit her teeth and stamp her feet in rage.

Under the control of the first-generation Eternal King, the eight Heaven-Defying Monuments steadily resisted the bombardment of the primordial chaos. Yet Xing Tian and the others inside felt as though they were situated at the epicenter of a collapsing world, enduring immense destructive might. The Black Dragon's battered body seemed as if it was about to be shaken to pieces.

Gong Shaoqing, dressed in white with matching white hair, originally wore a calm and serene expression as he comprehended the wondrous creation of nature.

"Was it you who hit me with the ball just now?" A towering figure suddenly stood before Geng Haoshi like a massive mountain peak.

One must bear in mind that Ye Zihao was the ninth-generation successor of the Medical Saint Sect. If he couldn't even detect this level of toxin, he wouldn't bother showing his face in the martial world anymore.

After all, Chen Fei had limited contact with Song Xiaowei. Hearing Xia Zhi's words, he frowned slightly, leaving him with a less-than-favorable impression of Song Xiaowei.

Failing to capture anyone while still having to shell out money made Wu Liang extremely furious, yet he dared not voice his complaints. After all, the Three Heroes of the Black Dragon deserved credit for their hard work even without success, not to mention that two of their brothers had died in the previous battle against the Daoist Chongxu.

Amidst the shockwaves of that self-detonation, Nie Shichen's hair was disheveled; he had been caught in the blast, and his physical body was injured.

As for those divine-transformation ferocious beasts, only skeletons remained, scattered across the blood-stained ground. Unnoticed by anyone, the crimson hue on the ground had begun to spread upward across the skeletons.

A voice echoed from afar: "How you explain this is your own concern. You are also a divine-transformation stage cultivator and must have lived for tens of thousands of years; surely you can find a way to explain it."

Before long, a sense of unease washed over her—not because she had received any particular message, but precisely because she failed to receive even her routine messages.

He could use the Space-Shuttling Scale to contact Mufan. As long as he tailed Mufan, without even needing to lift a finger, he could harvest the true identity imprints of genius cultivators. Why wouldn't he do that?

Unfortunately, Elder Xie was too advanced in years, having reached a century of age, and his health had consistently been poor. Otherwise, they could have implored him to act, and perhaps he might have managed to save the old man's leg.

Seeing the Fairy of Myriad Flowers present as well, Daoist Wuwei was utterly astonished. In his impression, the Fairy of Myriad Flowers resided permanently in the divine realm and rarely ventured to the mortal immortal realm. Yet this time she had acted so abnormally, even coming to his gambling den to win a massive fortune.

The oppressive color tones of the desolate realm and the heightened psychological tension from constantly guarding against danger left everyone mentally exhausted. Although the outside world was equally dangerous, the psychological weight felt entirely different.

Su'er and the others, who had met Ye Liu, were left behind with Aunt Ru, and naturally, no word of it had leaked out.

After chatting for some ten minutes, a waiter hurriedly entered the private dining room and whispered a few words into the ear of Qin's father. Qin Yu could not hear clearly, but it seemed a customer was dissatisfied with the dishes served by the restaurant.

Night Chen struck true, and seeing that the shadow was about to escape, he immediately delivered a follow-up blow. Such shadowy entities were truly impossible to guard against.

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Tianyou felt an inexplicable stir within his heart. He quickly shook his head to clear it, recalling how carefree, spoiled, and unruly she had been back in Firefly Valley, and promptly turned his head away to stop looking at her.

The injured disciples each returned to their rooms to cultivate and recuperate from their injuries, while True Person Yuhuo and his fellow senior brothers remained in the main hall.

Seeing the fist projection unleashed by the Emperor of Ziwei force its way back into the chaos, carving out a void passage amidst the sword array, Ji Tian knew that mere sword Qi alone could not withstand this punch.

He was an avenger. When he bared his fangs, his enemies were left with only the qualification to tremble in terror.

Innumerable people on the islands and Mount Cimu used the Illusionary City network. The extent of its total coverage was now on par with smartphones back on Earth.

"Let's watch for now. If there's no reaction for a long time, we will have to make our move," Hawkeye said to comfort Judo, fearing the latter might worry about the safety of the world.