Volume 1, Chapter 24: It Is a Heartbeat!

Looking over, Uncle Mao and Wang Sheng each clutched a paper talisman, their expressions grave as they faced the hideous, traditional zombies.

He was around fifty, short and stout, yet his eyes darted about with an exceptionally keen and nimble quality—perhaps a habit formed from decades of working as a ticket collector.

"Is this the place?" The first thing the old man said upon reaching their side was to confirm if he had arrived at the right destination.

Tian Tian rubbed her sleepy eyes, feeling as though her entire body had fallen apart; she was utterly exhausted.

Stung by his own failure, Mr. Wolf felt quite dejected. He wondered why, of all the distinguished young ladies he had known, every single one of them had been charmed by him, yet she—she alone—could manage to turn a blind eye to his affections.

The Empress Dowager hesitated for a long time on this matter. It wasn't that she was clinging to the life of the inner palace, but the royal etiquette of the Great Song Dynasty forbade her from leaving as she pleased.

Having delivered this line, He Changdi set his handsome, sharply-defined face into a dark scowl, whipped his horse fiercely, and galloped off first along the official road.

Leng Yue had grown much more haggard and thin, yet Shanshan could recognize her at a single glance—she was Leng Yue! Just as Leng Yue could recognize him at a glance.

Practitioners who follow the first method of circulating qi eventually transcend the world to become immortals; those who follow the second path fall into the ways of demons.

She thought of the special invitation Chu Qizheng had extended to her when they happened to meet halfway that day... Could it be that her own father was involved in this?

"Speaking of which, doesn't the Emperor frequent Consort Wan’s quarters lately? Have you heard anything, sister?" Her constant use of the word "sister" showed she was clever; having been in the palace for so long, Li Zhen had learned a few manners and appeared to have been schooled. It was hard not to be bullied with a low rank, but her words were direct.

The stone wall that the level-thirteen fighter trainee had just erected was shattered by Feng Ye’s charge. It was so easy, first because the trainee had used his force in a rush, and second, because one could see Feng Ye’s pathetic appearance—dizzy, eyes blurred, and nose bleeding.

From the moment he stepped into the Lu residence, not a single guard had appeared. How could they still be standing there looking so smug?

To avoid being encumbered, he usually tied his shoulder-length, slightly wavy hair loosely to one side, letting it drape over his left shoulder while he worked.

"Brother Wu Gang is absolutely right. If we take its lair, we need not fear that it won't show itself!" Wukong sneered.

Wu Ming listened quietly to Liu Wuhen’s story, occasionally stroking his cheek. Wu Ming’s lips moved.

The young boy spoke first, his gaze fixed on Helen with piercing intensity, and Na Na, who followed closely behind him, wore an equally serious expression.

"What is the use of obtaining this result? Everything is over," Shangguan Zisu said, looking at the clear sky.

Murong Zhi’s right hand was still bleeding, so her blow didn't carry much force; even striking Qing Ruifan’s face only caused him a dull ache. He tried his best to cradle her head, only to see her eyes filled with disgust and shock.

Several seasonings were evenly applied to the golden-roasted Heavenly Snow Rabbit, and immediately, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

One could see the red team’s medium tank being pinned down by Bu Hui, unable to move, while his teammates had already surged up from the 90-line.

It was also on this day that Ye Han’s cultivation surged, reaching the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm, completely fulfilling the task set for him by the Grand Elder.

Likewise, this was why both of them were so willing to let Ye Feng become the new patriarch of the Purple Flame Clan! Although Ye Feng was not a pure Purple Flame warrior, that did not matter. They both realized that only Ye Feng, who could make the Dragon Blood Scale Blade pledge its loyalty to him, was capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility.

At a certain moment, his body shuddered violently. Simultaneously, it was as if a giant vortex had formed within Ye Han’s body. The black mist swirling in mid-air was, at that moment, crazily sucked into his physique at an extreme speed.

Because Wujiuzhong fired a shot too early, he couldn't get off his second shot within six seconds. By then, his teammates had already surrounded him, and in those six seconds, he was taken out instantly.

That massive blade then streaked rapidly toward the front. Struck by this sudden blow, the terrifying Heavenly Beast seemed as if it had been struck by lightning, coming to an immediate halt.

Once the disciples of the Fire God Sect withdrew, if the Nirvana Flame Formation couldn't injure them immediately, the circle of the formation could be expanded. Then, the archers on the outer perimeter would fire flaming arrows into the enclosure, leaving the three of them with no chance of survival.

This furry head did not look frightening at all; rather, it was quite comical. Its gray hair and beard were a tangled mess, and its eyes, nose, and mouth were all misaligned, forming a strange, ghostly face. Moreover, hanging upside down from the window, it was difficult to tell what the person actually looked like.

"Fine!" Compass knew the consequences of using the T1, and he was mentally prepared. The T1 Cunningham was merely the team’s eyes; if he didn't sacrifice it, who would he sacrifice?

Those watching from the outside didn't know what had happened. Few knew Zhan Mingjue’s hidden cards, and his "Moonless Sword Technique" remained a mystery to this day.

To cure it, one would have to use immense spiritual power to forcibly expel the Heavenly Fire’s energy, a process involving the laws of Heavenly Fire and the Great Dao of Yin and Yang.

"It is rare to hear such fine phrasing; Ye was unrefined." Ye Lun offered a perfunctory reply before looking out the door. For some reason, he desperately wanted to see Shen Youfu... as if only by looking at her could his heart find peace.

The Original Demon was dead, but Yan Xu had not yet thoroughly investigated the area, especially the Saint Demon Wall at the end of the passage.

To those on the outside, the White Jade Pavilion was not only the most famous building in the Princess’s residence, but it could also be considered one of the most famous structures in the entire Northern Capital... the others being located within the Imperial Palace.