Chapter 59

"Right, right, right, whatever you say makes sense, you are the prettiest, happy now? Is there any point in lying to yourself? Time to face reality, shall we?" Yang Han started her sharp-tongued routine again, unable to resist making a few sarcastic remarks.

Wu Yun didn't pay too much attention to Ying Huanhuan's subtle changes, instead turning his gaze to examine the most majestic peak of the Dao Sect ahead.

Far off in the distance stood a solitary stone mountain, amidst a rugged landscape of bizarre rocks, perched a stone pavilion where a figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged.

He led all his troops out of the city gates. With an army of eighty thousand, the two sides stood on the brink of war the moment they met, looking as though they were ready to erupt into battle at any second.

Moreover, deep within his mind, the visage of the evil spirit rider known as the "Enforcer" was becoming increasingly clear.

"Boss, this sword shouldn't be completely straight, and the patterns on it have caused an imbalance in the blade." Gray already had considerable experience in weapon forging and sensed the problem shortly after taking the sword in hand.

"I never expected to encounter someone like this in such a place, creating his own soul skill... No wonder he's so arrogant." Dugu Yan pinched the paper and muttered to herself.

He felt that this kunai clearly still had utility and only needed a slight sharpening and hammering, yet he hadn't expected the ninja to be so wasteful.

The weakness in his body left Jason utterly exhausted, but since his soul ring absorption was not yet complete, he had no choice but to push through a little longer.

However, she hadn't anticipated that Jia Junqing and Zhang Xinran would sit in the shop chatting for a while longer, which was why she returned late.

The company only produced major blockbusters, and web dramas of this tier were beneath them. The director was a product of the youth training program, clearly just a rookie cutting his teeth on a practice project.

Gao Xian possessed the Great Vajra Pestle for body refinement, granting him a massive advantage against the Seventh Lady, so he wasn't afraid of her suddenly unleashing her full power.

Yet Chen Yuan's hand incantation shifted, and the hazy mist enveloping a hundred miles suddenly contracted, merging with the pitch-black curtain.

Gao Xian originally thought four hundred years of lifespan would be plenty, but he would inevitably be forty years old when forming his elixir. Reaching the elixir formation at one-tenth of his lifespan might make achieving the Nine Revolutions of Return to Elixir somewhat difficult.

Mao Yuning suspended her work after becoming pregnant, and Sister Wang naturally had no objections. Upon learning of Xi Yan's identity, she lavished praise on Mao Yuning for her good judgment.

Throughout this breakthrough process, the Three-Eyed people displayed an intensely fanatical side. These several thousand scientists practically worked without sleep, eating and living in the research institute and refusing to even return to the Three-Eyed City.

Deuterons, helium nuclei, various high-energy metal atomic nuclei, and so on, would arrive one after another over the coming centuries to millennia.

Furthermore, the spiritual fish lurking in the depths of the earth's core were bizarre and varied; not every spiritual fish was useful, and those capable of nurturing swords were exceptionally rare.

Heaven knows how terrified and panicked that group of people had been when they learned that the Nanxing Group was mobilizing a force of thirty thousand.

"First time running into this kind of situation!" Zhao Na wiped her brow as she walked out of the supermarket entrance.

Whether it was due to Lin Jairen's skilled hands or not, Huang Shuo had recovered a tiny bit of strength. At this moment, his face flushed red as he stammered out "you" and "you", utterly lacking any other vocabulary.

Finally, in the struggle to seize a qualification slot to the next level, the battle commenced. The first to clash were the relatively late arrivals, Fate's Return to Broken Soul.

Da Wuhen was momentarily stunned; he knew this as well, but after a helpless internal debate—figuring that he had no idea what the jade pendant actually was anyway—he decided to set it aside for now, as saving Le Yunyan at the gates of the Netherworld was far more important.

"What, what are you doing?" Whether hitting some sensitive nerve of Huang Shuo's, he suddenly jerked his head up, gritting his teeth so hard he could barely articulate the words, yet still managed to force out the query.

Although Chen Feiwu knew it was somewhat unlikely, if the conditions couldn't be met, he wouldn't dare establish a sect here. After all, the Eight-Row Mountain Range had existed in Central Province for millions of years without a single major sect venturing in; entering meant certain death. Otherwise, how could such a prime location ever fall to him to enjoy?

Not only that, across this entire region, spine-chilling wails of ghosts shook the heavens, and malevolent spirits drifting from unknown origins began gathering toward the black sword here.

At the Crown Prince's Mansion, Green Sleeve watched until Weiyang's figure vanished at the end of the street before finally letting out a sigh of relief. She had been scared nearly to death just moments ago, genuinely believing she was a gononer. Thank goodness for her quick wits, or she really would have been finished by tonight.

"Right, right. But I've met Weiwei's father; although he looks quite rough around the edges, he's actually very easy to get along with." Mother Shen was a woman of action. After telling Shen Nanyi to get a good sleep, she went off to contact Yao Wei's father.

Yun Qingshan looked at his three sons, each of whom wore an expression of absolute confidence, and couldn't help feeling a great sense of gratification.

Listening to you talk like that, it almost sounds like Yun Feng fancies you and only takes care of you to win your affection.

Previously while at St. Fleur, she had already invented the [Hyperspace Ring] with a much larger storage capacity and the [Trans-spatial Communication Headset], though both were currently in the basement of the St. Fleur Coffee Shop.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you possess the ability to resurrect yourself, you will definitely have the chance to bring others back to life."

Huang Yuan glanced around and discovered to his shock that everyone was turning a blind eye to the scene, as if he existed in an entirely different world.

If she had still felt some fear when facing these people earlier, upon hearing their reasons now, she lost any trace of apprehension.

He drove Nuolan to the radio station for her shift. He wondered if tonight's listener call-ins would be a bit more normal; last night had given this sunny, cheerful young man quite a fright.

"Then we won't stand on ceremony." Li Long was just waiting for Zhou Qiang's invitation. He plopped down, poured himself a bowl of liquor unceremoniously, and downed it in one gulp. "Good wine! This is aged Shanxi Fenjiu, at least thirty years old." The other soldiers also began to wolf down their food voraciously.

"With the money I have left over, I'll just build a courtyard house," Zhou Qiang said with a grin, remarks that were enough to drive Lu Zilin hopping mad.

"Nightmares arise from prolonged dreams; let's capture them first!" the old fox abruptly declared, sensing no need to wait any longer! Hearing this, the other demon clan members sprang into action as well.

Zhou Jingming agreed with Guo Xiangjun's suggestion and headed to Berlin's most famous Paris Square to rest for a moment.