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Eerie Immortal Cultivation: I Became the Yellow-Clad Taoist Master Jade Skies Above the Severed Arm 2037 words 2026-04-13 11:42:45

Jiang Ling knew that what happened to Qingshilang was so sudden that it was normal the news hadn’t spread yet, so she briefly explained the situation to the two of them.

Originally, he had intended to question the other party, but unexpectedly, the other person simply stuffed a gag-shaped bomb into his mouth.

Sasha must have realized this as well, so even after suffering a secret loss, she still chose to avoid confrontation.

Misaka Mikoto, who had already put away her ship-cutting blade, stared blankly at the old man’s corpse, unable to accept the reality for a moment.

“All right, all right, it’s time for self-study. If you still want to talk, wait until class is over. For now, just work on your assignments,” Gu Wanning said as she returned to the podium and sat down.

But for the Grangouard brothers, only the first two options ever seemed possible—learning how to reintegrate into a habitable place as ordinary people was far too costly, and so far, they hadn’t even met a single predecessor who had chosen the third path.

After morning self-study, Gu Wanning gave a brief speech before leaving, putting class president Deng Daxian in charge of discipline.

Daniel’s face remained calm, but the slight trembling of his facial muscles and his clenched fists betrayed his fury.

Yet, as soon as he poked his head above ground, he saw an array of enormous earthen walls, ten meters high and stretching for dozens of meters, suddenly appear around him.

Hesta lowered her head absentmindedly, suddenly feeling as if something had pierced right through her, leaving her speechless.

He could sense that Master Qu was still being conservative; if he truly wanted to target the discipleship ceremony, he probably wouldn’t spare many of the lower-class commoners.

The position of head of the Xiao family was coveted by so many. Everyone in the family knew this seat belonged to her, yet none knew how much she had sacrificed behind the scenes.

With a silent step, Su Qingge continued forward, her silver whip tracing a graceful arc through the air.

She had already taken a leave of absence last week and couldn’t do so again, so being unable to be with Kyoko left Kirino somewhat dejected.

Maizi hesitated immediately; would the other person think him too calculating if he proactively invited him to a meal?

Black MS: “That’s something important for our company, of course I’m anxious! Now, what will it take for you to give it to me?”

“Among those I know are Tu Baicheng, Xun Baiyu, Tu Chang, and there’s also a middle-aged Martial Honor from Asiahua, plus two Martial Honor beasts from the ancient battlefield anomaly. Their combined strength is formidable. We personally witnessed Huo Deqiang kill Xuan Yuan Kuang,” Ai Ye and Huangpu Invincible answered without reservation.

The bridal chamber was usually a not-so-warm room, decked out in reds and greens, reeking of fresh paint and the lingering stench of liquor left by the guests. Anyone who could endure two hours inside without vomiting must have a uniquely constructed nose and stomach.

Zhang Cheng lit another cigarette, the smell filling the entire convenience store. The little shop was soon thick with smoke. I coughed softly twice, walked to the door, and opened it, hoping the smoke would drift out.

Am I crazy, or is the world mad? Can this still be called a celestial maiden? The average Golden Immortal probably couldn’t withstand a slash like that.

“Bang!” Before long, the towering figure exploded, fragments scattering in all directions and a delicious aroma filling the hills and fields.

Some, upon contact with that ice-blue flame, were instantly frozen into statues, transformed into lifelike figures of ice.

Countless warriors roared in unison, endless streams of vital energy converging together, stirring up the heavens. The sky was blood-red as if doomsday had arrived—an apocalyptic scene so astonishing that even the sun and moon lost their light and the firmament trembled.

“Tch, don’t be so stingy—just a thousand taels, not even enough to fill the gap between your teeth…” Before she could finish, there was a loud bang—the door was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of cold wind swept in, making Hua Daoxue wrap her cloak tighter.

“All right, get started. Everyone else, step back,” Long Yuyan said impatiently, waving his hand.

They felt that young man was a bit uncanny, and feared that going any further would bring serious trouble.

When Ye Lingyue entered the ruins of Kunlun, she’d heard that the major celestial realms and some hidden paradises had sent people inside.

Fu Zifei smiled, “There’s no need, really. As long as I know Sister Li is all right, I’m relieved.” She handed the jade pendant to Mrs. Qian, stealing a glance at Fu Mingzheng and mentally classifying him as someone to be strictly avoided.

“Are you all right? I told you to wait below, but you just had to come up here.” Looking at Nuo Wan’er collapsed in his arms, Zhang Long called out with lingering fear.

Puyang Ming initially thought it was risky to have Moonlight Jinghua go in person, but she insisted on arranging it that way.

During her pregnancy, she seldom looked at her phone, so sometimes she just handed it to Gu Feiyi to keep an eye out for important company messages or anyone trying to reach her.

An Changlin hoisted the carrying pole and led the way. Li Tian’er, unable to overtake him, had no choice but to follow a meter behind, constantly glancing around, hoping no one would see the two of them together before they reached home.

Ye Ziyin and “Vita” both changed expressions when they heard the name, looking at Ran Mu in shock and panic, wishing they could rush over to cover her mouth.

It seemed Lin’s attempts at sowing discord hadn’t made Dongfang Yi resent Nalan Jin, so Lin Dacheng fanned the flames from the side.

“Zhu Wushi has rebelled! Summon the guards at once—arrest the traitor, kill without mercy!” Cao Zhengchun’s voice carried far into the distance.

In Li Xin’s impression, the newly arrived Wang Daming in Storm City was just an ordinary man—no martial arts, no influence.

The Hou Yi bow soared into the air, and upon contact with the divine angel blood, instantly transformed into a sacred tree, absorbing all the divine blood and power in the sky.

Nalan Jin never imagined that despite all her vigilance, the greatest threat would come from within her own household. It turned out the link between Lin Dacheng and the steward was Lin herself.