Volume 1, Chapter 38: The Vanishing Woman (17)

Even though it was only a paper-thin distance away, Li Weidong knew that without the right opportunity, this tiny gap could potentially trap him for years.

A strange, humming sound echoed, and a black iron staff engraved with archaic patterns appeared, hovering before Yang Tian.

"I suspect this might be an ancient tomb hidden deep underground," I said, tracing the patterns on the stone gate. "These markings are clearly a type of formation designed to draw in auspicious energy from the heavens and earth to protect the descendants of the tomb's occupant."

It felt as though she didn't consider this matter significant at all, as if it were merely a trivial, everyday occurrence.

Fortunately, thank goodness, my parents were currently flying somewhere abroad, and their phones were notoriously difficult to reach anyway.

Upon seeing the premium cigarettes Da Bao handed them, the two men began to salivate. Wang Hongbing immediately took one for his younger brother and lit one for himself, settling in to chat with Da Bao about mundane matters.

These doctors truly had it rough; not only were they working themselves to the bone trying to save Yan Yongming, but they had also just been kicked aside by Zhang Qian. They were genuinely aggrieved and innocent victims.

The Blood Demon pondered for a long while, deciding that he shouldn't refuse help when it was offered, especially since he desperately needed the power to recover.

"Humans?" Yu Fei was taken aback. He had assumed that the one who snatched Da Huang was a faction of wild fish from the other river channels; he never imagined the culprit would be human.

In an instant, the dark and gloomy room returned to brightness; the chilling winds and ghostly wails vanished, leaving nothing but silence.

Besides, if people found out about my current relationship with Lin Donghang, what would I use as a surprise tactic in the future?

However, no one believed his words. Instead, many stared at him with expressions reserved for fools, utterly bewildered by Lin Yao's choice.

As a celebrity, Su Xiaowan was long past being naive, but truthfully, in all these years, she had never met a man who could truly stir her heart.

Before Mo Tiejun could finish his sentence, a dull thud rang out. The wine bottle in Zhao Tiehu’s hand smashed against Mo Tiejun’s head, shattering instantly and drenching him in red wine.

In reality, Ling Xiao did not covet the Shadow Black Gourd; if not for the need to save Elder Shui, he would have no use for it.

Yet, even if that were not the case, for all these years, besides Xu Xiao, there was only Xu Jin. Now that Xu Jin had been executed on the spot by Xu Xiao, Xu Qingyan was left with only one son: Xu Xiao.

With Su Xiaowan’s beauty still so striking, would she really be content as a streamer on the Tianxiang platform, rather than returning to the entertainment industry to reclaim her status as a Best Actress?

But tricks are just tricks after all. For Tai Chi to be effective in combat, one must first possess exceptional physical fitness as a foundation. Wu Qianxue was beautiful, and her moves were graceful, but when combined, they were ultimately just for show—pleasant to look at but useless in a fight.

He was still wary of the so-called secret arts of the Western Church, and this man seemed to harbor some grievances against them. If he could build a rapport, he might learn something of value.

By this time, the Heavenly Star Master had already charged forward. Mo Lan and Xia Yiyi sensed the fury of the Witch Soul Sword, so they held back from attacking, choosing instead to stand aside and watch the battle.

This required the cultivator's martial soul to possess immense defensive power to withstand the crushing pressure of the water.

Even with the spiritual energy in my body, without profound techniques like the Nine Heavens Thunder Control Sword Arts or the Dragon-Tiger Orthodoxy, I could never hope to kill an opponent at a higher cultivation level.

However, Yang Chen was no longer of flesh and blood. With his bronze skin and iron bones, he no longer consumed grains or inhaled dust. Upon entering the Underworld River, he could walk as if on level ground, and his senses remained as sharp as ever.

This exotic beast had been terrifying in recent battles, though its glory had been overshadowed by the existence of the Thunder Orb Beast.

However, as previously mentioned, the search index for Tiantian Group was at its peak, holding the top spot on many rankings. The fact that everything related to Tiantian Group had been removed from the Baidu browser would inevitably lead to many unforeseen complications.

The next day, at the mobile phone exhibition, countless unfamiliar faces appeared, all there to see the Tiantian phone that had been reported on Channel B the night before.

A rogue cultivation team suddenly arrived on the Heavenly City battlefield. This group consisted of about 500,000 cultivators, but they were not there to assist the city; they were there to aid Cao Kuang.

Though he was deeply resentful, the matter was already a done deal, and Zhao Kun had no choice but to swallow his pride and accept it.

The human kingdom was located in the far north of the Nine Nether Underworld, known as the Greedy Wolf Kingdom. Among the nine kingdoms, it was the weakest in terms of overall strength, with fewer Underworld Emperors and Sovereigns than the others.

By this point, given the current level of the continent, potions and alchemy were like chicken ribs to a demigod—useless to discard but of little value to keep. Of course, the God’s Potion was an exception.

She felt sorrow, but found that her grief had nowhere to land and could not be released, leaving her feeling terribly stifled.

"It’s okay, we’ll continue tonight," Qin Lingyun consoled herself. She had to do chores for the family during the day, so only at night did she have plenty of time.

After chatting for a while longer, everyone returned to their rooms. Su Man also took Tian Tian back with her. Tian Tian handed over the harvested apples, radishes, and cabbages to Su Man; as for the figs, pomegranates, and olives planted later, they were not yet fully ripe and thus bore no fruit.

Black Rose was just about to comfort her when her expression suddenly changed. She pulled Melinda aside and turned to look at the entrance of the corridor, her guard raised.