This is Mount Xiu Village

Soon, a burst of music drifted from the depths of the "Ghost Gate"—it sounded like a xiao yet not a xiao, like a flute yet not a flute, mournful and plaintive, soft yet eerie.

Lin Yi could not help but click his tongue in amazement. Wasn't the growth cycle of this mysterious seed inside the spiritual pearl simply too slow?

Tian Wen was moved to tears, grabbed Lin Yi's hand, and shoved the tiger tally jade token directly into his palm.

At this moment, Monchi felt as though death were an infinitely prolonged affair! Yet just as he believed he was about to die, Steward Ye suddenly withdrew the hand that was clawing at him and soared backward in a rapid retreat, leaving Monchi stunned. But right then, a searing pain struck him once more, rendering him utterly unable to ponder such matters.

The Third Ancestor, Feng Xiangtian, let out a heavy breath of turbid air, his gaze fixed upon the Tianbao Compass growing ever more greedy and yearning.

The massive base of the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda suppressed him, pinning both him and the Dragon-Swallowing Hound fiercely downward. Unable to resist, Xia Huju could only muster his remaining strength to kick away the equally feeble Dragon-Swallowing Hound with a vicious blow.

This farmstead covered dozens of acres, surrounded by sparsely populated lands, and could entirely rival a paradise isolated from the world. Land in the Myanmar nation was not particularly expensive; renting such a farmstead for a month or two cost even less than renting a standard commercial apartment in a major city in China, making it exceptionally cost-effective.

She tightly clutched Gao Longcang's sleeve, as if grasping onto a ray of light. However, she did not know whether this was appropriate. After all, she was merely a child, still unable to comprehend this world too thoroughly.

Yue Zhiyang listened in a daze, suddenly feeling the person in his arms stir. Ye Lingsu let out a groan, enduring her pain with a quiet fortitude that felt especially harrowing in the silence. Yue Zhiyang felt for her pulse and found it even weaker than before; if this delayed any further, she would undoubtedly die.

Upon receiving Jing Wuming's words, the sallow-faced young man's lips curled into a sneer, revealing his stark white teeth, though his expression remained chillingly cold. He gave a downward grasp with his palm, then flicked his hand back in a chopping motion.

Since the man still possessed an iron mine, Li Qingyuan felt it was time to have a proper chat with this Third Master Huang. Surely Third Master Huang had not forgotten him, given how warmly he had entertained him during their very first meeting?

The sky gradually grew dim. As the sun touched the western city wall, Li Qingyuan instructed everyone to disperse and search for surviving brothers, bringing back as many as they could, and ordered that all must return within an hour.

Blood-red spiritual energy soared into the sky, condensing above the army into a grand painting. Within this painting flowed a red river beneath black flowers; bones lay submerged within the river, while grievances of the dead haunted the blossoms.

Under the gaze of countless powerful figures, Ye Hai surged upstream, wielding the power of the Five Elements in both hands to tear apart the divine light of the Abandoning Heaven Supreme's supreme magic.

Kaishuai's fans immediately spread the news of Luo Kai's victory, forwarding it everywhere across blogs, forums, and moments, while those haters whose faces had been metaphorically slapped completely vanished from the public eye.

"Hehehe, just by looking at the brother's appearance, I can tell this is your first time attending the Heavenly Horse Clan's bride-selection tournament, right?!" A slender, giggling voice came from beside him, sounding thoroughly sleazy no matter how one listened to it. Su San turned his head and saw an old Daoist priest looking at him with a smile.

Jing slowly walked over to my side, sat down gently, and leaned softly against my shoulder.

Liu Jin looked at Xie Qian in astonishment, finding it hard to believe that Xie Qian would pull off such a "divine assist." In his mind, Xie Qian had simply no reason to refuse.

How could I possibly let her lock herself in her room? What if she became overwhelmed and did something foolish?

Do not misunderstand—the changes I speak of do not mean replacing the original five students who raised their hands. After all, those five students have been training for such a long time, and the music teacher is still quite satisfied with their performance, so there is naturally no need to replace them.

To cultivate one's character in a place like this—even without practicing any martial arts or cultivation techniques—living to a ripe old age would be no difficult feat at all.

If Huang Zhong possessed even a shred of conscience and watched these "bullies" run amok, he would surely step in to punish them. But if he could endure it and simply refuse to show up, then Zhao Yun would stop searching for him.

"Damn it, the other party is a professional! We'll have to make them pay extra when we get back!" Zhao Ba could not help shouting out.

All of this was precisely the optimal way to achieve the most extraordinary outcome; everything here was capable of culminating in the most uniquely different result.

His head tilted to the side and dropped straight to the ground, while his headless corpse gushed blood like a fountain, presenting a remarkably spectacular sight under the illumination of the lights.

These people possessed immense influence, and their intertwined aura pressed down so heavily upon the surrounding vegetation that the grass bent and flattened directly against the ground.

Not far to the left of the rock cave was a main road leading deep into the mountains; to the right was a vast expanse of smooth bluestone.

Where the green smoke passed over the three thousand soldiers of the Hairy People Nation, the three thousand boar-men of the Pig Tribe reverted to their four-hoofed swine bodies.

"You should still turn off the lights. I always feel it's better to listen to brother, mom, and dad. After all, we don't know what kind of trouble the family is facing, so let's not cause trouble for dad and brother," Yang Qingqing said.

"Your body is still very weak. Listen to me and stay in the cave. I can handle all these people outside by myself," Wei Feng said.

The Yusi Spider glared at the Magma Destroyer from the air, gnashing its teeth, wishing it could swallow the creature whole in a single bite.

Something hazy clouded her vision as a surging tide of people moved back and forth before her eyes, bearing an uncanny resemblance to wandering ghosts in hell.

Yuan Zhenxia felt that the expert's words made considerable sense, exchanged a few casual remarks, and then took his leave to return to his own residence.