Volume 1, Chapter 62: I Am the Turtle in the Wishing Well

The county textile association was located right next to the Luosang Factory.

Urged on by Luo Xuan, Luo Qi drove as fast as he could, but with the cold weather and slippery roads, the vehicle moved even slower than the pedestrians along the roadside.

"Stop the car," Luo Xuan shouted.

The car came to a halt, and Luo Xuan jumped out, taking off at a run.

Luo Jue called out twice from behind, "Can you even run?"

"Keep a lookout outside at all times, and make sure no more accidents happen." Qian Mimi gave Qian Duoduo a meaningful look and then prepared to lie down on the kang.

The fourth type of region is an area imbued with spiritual energy, such as Mount Lingzi. In any realm, it is an absolute treasured land, typically guarded by a certain imperial clan through the ages, making it the supreme destination for cultivating immortal spiritual bodies.

The number of those who can attain longevity is fixed, but who those immortals will be is undetermined. Who is eligible to achieve longevity? The Heavenly Dao does not designate anyone; instead, it distributes the opportunity to all living beings in the universe. Anyone possessed of wisdom and perseverance may pursue longevity.

Ji Yun sat in the carriage, wondering what Jie Jing meant by asking those questions. After pondering for a moment and realizing he truly lacked any talent in this direction, he had no choice but to give up.

An eyeball scanned their badges and then withdrew. The wasteland fell back into silence. Occasionally, the rustling of large tree leaves could be heard—yes... the sound of them colliding.

"If that really turns out to be the case, it would be such a pity. Although this person's cultivation level is very high, based on my observation, he is indeed a man of upright character and perhaps even slightly foolish loyalty. Once a person like this is reined in under our command, he will undoubtedly become a powerful right-hand man!" Xu Changshou felt a twinge of reluctance to see such talent go to waste.

Finding a way to acquire top-tier cultivation techniques had long been an idea in Yang Siqi's mind. Whether it was Ma Mengshi or his future descendants, the Scripture of the Divine Insect might not necessarily suit his offspring; thus, for the sake of his descendants, preparing suitable techniques in advance was never a mistake.

"Lieutenant Mo, have you seen Prince Ming?" Before he could dwell on it further, Lin Xun hurried over.

"Exactly. That little bastard was even counting on this transaction of yours to boost his performance numbers. Let's go, let's go!" The old man curled his lip at the store manager and pulled Ji Yun along with him.

After all, he did not possess the bloodline of the Wu clan. When he previously examined Yang Bo's technique, he found that it seemed to have awakened naturally within the bloodline rather than having been artificially implanted. Conversely, since he was merely prying into it now, the difficulty of cultivation would be significantly greater.

"Alright, you two may leave. I want to take a bath." Xiang Tian attempted to chase Qianmian Hu and the others out.

Listening to Xia Liu finish speaking, Wang Lele's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of sly amusement. She stared into Xia Liu's eyes without saying a word.

Having no hope and falling to the ground is merely fate; having hope yet still falling to the ground is sheer despair. There had never been an instance when Careless Superman actually managed to catch anyone.

Fu Kangyong felt immense tension and excitement, yet he was also braced for excruciating pain, especially the sensation of plunging a knife into his own heart, which was something he found utterly unbearable.

A ferocious grin broke out on the venomous snake's face. The beam of primordial energy condensed in his palm also erupted at that moment with terrifyingly volatile energy fluctuations. As fierce ripples surged outward, a dazzling ray of light soared into the sky, tearing through the heavens in an extreme and astonishing manner. After gathering momentum in the air for several breaths, it viciously slammed down toward Mu Li below.

"Hello. May I ask who this is?!" Wu Qi did not recognize Wang Yun's number, so he had no idea it was Wang Yun calling.

At that moment, several monks walked over from the direction of Qingliang Temple. Seeing the tragic state of the battlefield, they let out a shout and fled back.

Joy lit up Jiang Menglin's pretty eyes. Taking a few more steps forward, she discovered that the anticipated pain was no longer there.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have suddenly popped up behind you just to give you a fright!" Li Tian widened his eyes and stared at Li Qier, putting on a completely self-justifying posture.