136 Entering Detective Conan 01

Daoxuan frowned slightly, looking extremely displeased. Yet he knew that although practitioners had hidden within the Shattered Continent for many years, the number of experts among them was unfathomably vast. Though Daoxuan had come ostensibly to avenge his disciple, he could not afford to offend them if they turned out to be the disciples of some senior masters.

Brilliant light flowed over the Furious Thunder Sword; it didn't look like an illusory divine weapon at all, but rather like a genuine piece of armament.

"You're a fool who'll die of stupidity! If you die one day, it'll definitely be from pure idiocy—you're even dumber than a pig! Do you even know what dual cultivation is?" After saying this, Kong Xinyan turned around and walked away. Meanwhile, Du Yadi snickered on the side before following after her.

As for Duchen and the others, they returned to Huaxia City simultaneously. Immediately afterward, Duchen dispatched a large number of players to shuttle back and forth between the Raging Fire Legion's encampment and various major maps, all to take on a massive chain of guild quests.

"If that child of mine had lived to this day, she would have long since married and had children." Perhaps the grief had lingered for too long, and the Grand Princess did not show excessive sorrow when speaking of this, but Shu Lü could tell that her anguish had been deeply carved into her very bones.

The first battle he spoke of was the initial major conflict after crossing over to the late Han Dynasty. Facing the endless golden army, although the enemy relied purely on human wave tactics, that overwhelming momentum was something no one dared to face directly.

"A fragment of the Blood God Set!" Gazing at the greaves before them, everyone revealed a trace of excitement. The Eternal Dharma Image not only opened paths leading to other cities, but it was also a place where fragments of the Blood God Set could be obtained. The pair of greaves before them was undoubtedly a part of that collection.

Regarding Su Yuxin's invitation, Tang Rui said nothing, just nodded and followed her to a nearby Xiabu Xiabu restaurant.

Yet bringing Shu Lü along and letting her clearly witness his demonstration of "remaining unmoved by feminine beauty" meant she wouldn't use this matter to harbor resentment against him in the future.

Rubbing her face, Tiantian ignored the two trails of blood beneath her nose and charged forward, brandishing her mechanical arms to hack wildly at the thick vines. Lacking any real technique, she was whipped several times and sank twice into the muddy mire.

He didn't ask this demon to help him lift the talisman curse, after all, demons were incapable of touching such talismans.

"That's right, isn't she a white snake? Has she transformed into a dragon?" The Jade Emperor recalled Bai Suzhen's true form and asked abruptly.

Su Wanzheng shuddered from the cold as she was dragged out of the "Drunken Minister" club, but when the car door opened, a wave of warm, genuine air rushed to greet her.

After walking a full circle, she returned right back to her starting point, precisely stepping onto the dirt pit that her master had kicked over earlier.

Su Wanzheng couldn't quite describe the mix of emotions in her heart—surprised and delighted by his sudden reply, yet disappointed by his perfunctory response.

That voice was indeed rather hoarse, perhaps due to not having spoken for a very long time, and I found it genuinely grating to the ear.

Thinking of his own assignment—since the previous task had been to recruit a teacher, rewarding a random mystic realm fragment—Long Pinchen decided not to turn in this quest until he could confirm exactly how many people he was allowed to recruit.

He immediately activated the advanced automatic processing workshop to rush-make an outfit. After changing into it, Wu Zetian indeed found nothing improper, and even felt rather satisfied with her figure... Of course, Li Ran, being a male, had stayed far out of the way, relying entirely on sound to imagine the scene.

Chuyan did not mobilize her Nascent Soul power either; relying solely on Golden Core energy, wielding a Mysterious-grade ancient sword, she barely managed to cope by employing the Sewing Needle Sword Technique.

The smile on Su Wanzheng's face stiffened slightly. She had already sensed her father's displeasure toward her right at the doorway, though she could understand it.

A well-mannered smile graced Wei Yefeng's face as he swept his gaze across the crowd. He hadn't intended to take a seat, but upon seeing Zhao Junyao sitting right on Lin Xiaohuan's left hand and so close to her, he instantly changed his mind.

Silence—absolute silence. Although they knew the reward would be heaven-defying, they never expected it to reach such an outrageous degree.

"Mister, why are you sweating? Why are your eyes wide open like that? Mister, are you sick?" Li Mengmeng chattered endlessly.

The self-detonation of a Transformation Saint Realm expert possessed immense destructive power, but compared to this biting gale, it was practically negligible; the sound of the explosion didn't even spread beyond the boundaries of that fierce wind.

Red light descended and blanketed the Demon Slaying Sword, seeping into the blade and causing its malevolent aura to dissipate.

Should anything happen to Ye Meng, there would only be one way to save them: for Ye Meng to sever all ties with the entire Ye Manor. He would bear his own troubles alone, without implicating them.

After pressing the doorbell a few times, Xia Yuyan opened the door with a limp. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face somewhat haggard, adding a poignant and melancholy beauty to her features.

Ye Zhen merely shook her head, gazing coldly out the window. Ye Miaomin was not rejecting Sun Jinnian; rather, she was observing him. Realizing that Sun Jinnian held potential, yet not daring to readily agree to him, she had to put on a stern facade to provoke his fighting spirit, purely wishing to indulge in the sensation of being pursued.

Running like this made my body feel indescribably refreshed. I must keep up this running habit from now on, I muttered to myself.

"What business does Her Majesty have with this servant?" Her tone was exceptionally arrogant; when no one else was around, Hong'e always disdained to conceal her haughtiness.

The Seven-Star Demon Emperor nearly vomited blood. Back in the day, he had been a mighty figure bearing the title of Heavenly Emperor, yet now he was being treated by Xu Tian as a free bodyguard.

Seeing the conflicted expression on Ningning's face, Tang Ning'an finally withdrew her somewhat chilling hand with a trace of heartache.

The Hundred-Damage Yellow Pear Fruit was not only delicious and sweet, but also a Grade Six spiritual fruit that helped cultivators enhance their cultivation base. Naturally, like other spiritual fruits, its effect was most pronounced on the very first consumption, growing progressively weaker with each subsequent time.

The first to flood into the cocoon were the white mist swirling beneath Yuan Ling's feet, followed immediately by the colossal ten-thousand-foot dragon originating from the Graveyard of the Gods. Subsequently, the worldly energies from all corners of the Divine Ghost Continent poured into Yuan Ling's body one after another, and from within the previously lifeless cocoon, a faint, weak heartbeat suddenly echoed.