Volume 1, Chapter 35: A Turning Point

"Madam, mark my words: a true master's actions are unfathomable!"

"Think about it again. Why does Lin Yu possess such miraculous medical skills at his age, and even mastery over esoteric arts?"

"Most importantly, whenever he meets me or Elder Mu, he maintains an attitude of neither servility nor arrogance."

"Moreover, my presence has no effect on him at all; on the contrary, his aura is enough to suppress my own!"

"Ask yourself, can an ordinary person possess the temperament and poise to remain unflinching even if Mount Tai were to crumble before them?"

After Zuo Yanming finished speaking, Liu Wenjin could not help but take a deep breath! She felt more and more that Zuo Yanming’s assessment was logical.

"Husband, your analysis is very reasonable..."

The transplanted plants were thriving. Lu Nan had spared no expense to import numerous forty-five-year-old camphor, pagoda, elm, and willow trees. He provided only the concept and framework, leaving the designer to exercise their wisdom, while Jiang Tianshou, an engineer from the park architecture research institute, handled the rest of the project.

Even so, Grandmother still could not understand why the Fifth Night, who had always been as arrogant as the Fourth Night, would have such a bitter smile. She seemed to have changed completely, but what had caused this change? Was it a person? An object? Or perhaps an emotion?

Her skin had been as white as snow, and she was dressed in white, but now, a stream of fresh blood ran down her face, and her clothes were spotted with crimson. She looked truly like plum blossoms in the snow, a sight that was terrifying to behold.

"Director Gao, you are too kind." Lin Hongfei simply smiled and offered a polite remark... In any case, he had done Director Gao a great favor. He deserved this expression of gratitude.

After chatting with Zhao Zhen for a while, Liang Feng dusted off his clothes and left. Zhao Zhen then headed to the Baoci Palace to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager; observing morning and evening greetings was essential.

At the same time, a Volvo minibus drove down the distant road and stopped in front of the Zhuo family's villa. The door opened.

But at this moment, he discovered that his hair was standing on end, just like a hedgehog.

"I am Xue Hong, the current City Lord of Hong City, and these gentlemen are all the Deputy City Lords of our city. May I ask for your honorable name, brother?" Xue Hong pointed to the group of people and introduced them briefly.

At this moment, he simply resigned himself to his fate, allowing the light from the colored stone to carry him through the air. As for throwing the stone away, he truly lacked the courage.

The fifty acres of pond surface already cleared had small flat-roofed houses built at the four corners for the night shift employees to rest. Another seventy-plus acres of wild land remained undeveloped, though the stagnant water had been drained and the silt cleared.

"Fortunately, the casualties are not too severe. According to what you said, the Ghost Speaker and the Lone Wolf have been wiped out, so the days ahead for Violent Bear and the others should be easier." Hearing the news, Mi Ya seemed to have let go of a burden. Ye Kai could tell that she truly regarded Violent Bear and the others as teammates and brothers.

"What manner of demonic path dares to come to my Qingyang Sect and run wild?" Just then, an angry shout came from afar, and a streak of light rushed toward them. It was Zi Huangtian, the leader of the Five Heroes of Qingyang and a high-ranking member of the Zhantian Party. He gazed over with cold eyes, radiating an air of righteousness.

Ye Kai turned his head to look at this pale golden sword energy. His eyes narrowed slightly; he sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from it.

"You are late. He has already fled to the Colorless Realm with the Seventy-Two Petal Lotus and the Five-Eyed Golden Insect," said Feng Tian.

How sturdy must a billiard table be? Even the table itself could be dented; even if Commander Kang were born with a spine of steel, he could not withstand such a heavy blow.

However, it was currently evening local time, so the air still carried a hint of heat.

"Uh, I think I’d better not go!" Watching the rings of energy spreading out from the beam of light, he retreated a few steps involuntarily.

Poor Kim, along with his mech, weighed a hundred tons, yet Shen Hao pulled him as easily as if he were a ragdoll, tossing him backward and sending him flying a hundred meters away.

Shen Hao’s sword strike was a horizontal slash. The blade first struck a pillar to his right. Stone chips flew, the pillar shattered, and a huge gap was carved into the column, which was thick enough for three people to embrace. The momentum of the massive Demon-Slaying Sword did not diminish in the slightest as it continued to slash toward the body of the man in black.

Hong Jian bowed down: "Thank you, Uncle Master. If not for your risky rescue, I would not be here today." At that time, she had already decided to fight to the death, thinking that as long as she hid the Spirit Spring, the Danya Sect would still have hope.

The Doomsday Chronicle could indeed only extract well-known historical events; it never contained any hidden information.

Yet, as a ghost cultivator, he had already reshaped a body, while his original flesh had long since rotted away.

At the spot where they had been standing earlier, a giant wolf covered in blade-like feathers appeared.

Hearing this, Ruo Li raised her head, wanting to see who the visitor was. However, her eyes were red and swollen, and the person opposite her was dressed in white, which blurred her vision, making it hard to see clearly. She raised her sleeve to cover her eyes.

Seeing that the dual powers of the curse and the contract were both weakening, the fat man hurriedly began to mobilize the energy of his flesh and blood, regenerating frantically, finally repairing his body which had been on the verge of rot.

Ze Yan gripped the life compass tightly, but even with Buddhist teachings, he could not fathom its mysteries.

"An old acquaintance?" Ruo Li repeated in a murmur, wondering who it could be that had prompted him to visit personally.

With the roar of a dragon, a rich purple light soared into the sky, containing the mysteries of the primordial chaos. An absolute defense condensed before him in an instant, covering his entire body.

Chu Yunlian’s heart sank. She did not know if Cang He had any way to obtain the Other Shore Flower, but for now, this was her only choice.

However, what no one expected was that it wasn't that Bai Lianhua refused to give Liu Shouguang resources, but that Bai Lianhua had actually taken a liking to him.

Her slender, fair hand, which had been reaching for another rouge box, paused for a moment. Then, her red lips curved into a self-mocking smile as she fluidly picked up the box.

Mother Meng struck the Unicornered Ghost King’s iron hammer away with a single ladle. Not only the Ghost King, but everyone present was shocked. The Unicornered Ghost King was not weak; few in the underworld could withstand one of its hammer blows.

Previously, she had been accustomed to Nie Chen sticking to her like a piece of chewing gum. Now she realized that the saying "habit becomes second nature" was truly terrifying. Once used to being cared for, when that person was no longer by her side, the desolation of the soul made her unable to shake off the chill in her heart, even in the warm spring sun.

Unexpectedly, after Ming Hou left, Liu Shouguang told Tan Jing his thoughts—that he did not want Ming Hou to keep the mirror for herself. Who would have thought that Tan Jing seemed to understand his meaning and spontaneously created another mirror, exactly identical to the first.