Volume 1, Chapter 44: How did it come to this, must it truly be so

In other words, it actually took Xuan Huo a total of four hundred and forty years to attain the level of strength that Xu Huai had just witnessed.

Having walked for about ten minutes, suddenly, a loud, booming roar echoed from behind.

Step by step, Meng Qi walked toward the piles of Essence Origin Pills in sheer disbelief. Those very Essence Origin Pills, a single one of which could induce intense yearning in the likes of Qiao Feng and Liu Rufeng, were now heaped in piles right before his eyes.

I nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've already arranged everything." After I recounted my agreement with Su Yuchen, Lu Xiu cried out in joy, "Splendid! We should have done this long ago. Come Friday, I'm definitely going to crack Lu Lin's skull open."

Qiao Feng remained unfazed by Zhu Di's attitude. Just as he was about to step forward and question him, however, Meng Qi walked up from behind, pressed his palm down gently to stop Qiao Feng, and strode straight to the front.

Yao Yaoyao could never have anticipated this outcome. She had tried every possible means to stop Luo Chen, only to end up defeating herself in the end.

"City Lord Gu, I see that you have remained at the peak of the Advanced Saint Battle Master realm for many years with a profound accumulation. I fear it will not be long before you soar to new heights! Perhaps we might converse as peers." Rasta said with a benign expression, raising his goblet with a smile.

Even as Xu Huai spoke to Shi Gu Mu, his gaze lingered appreciatively over Princess Lan Qin's delicate figure.

A middle-aged man sat on the sofa beside the bed, wreathed in plumes of smoke. He was completely naked, his body still glistening with the sweat of recent passion.

Luo Chen's wild, flying black hair froze momentarily in a bizarre fashion, and then surged into the air with a ferocious violence a thousand times greater than before, cutting through the void with a sharp, tearing hiss.

Looking down into the boundless abyss below, a cryptic, inscrutable smile appeared on the face of Daoist Qingxuan. Immediately afterward, something unbelievable happened.

The operatives dispatched by the Ghost Sect this time were not familiar faces, but rather individuals with somewhat stiff expressions.

Inside the BMW, Gu Fangxia expressed her gratitude to Xia Liu over and over again. She could hardly believe that reclaiming wages that had been delayed for several months could be such an effortless task.

Though He Hu's voice was not loud, it carried clearly into everyone's ears. As his words fell, the entire hall plunged into a dead silence.

"This is a form of the Big Dipper Transposition Technique, and also a specialized secret method within talismanic medicine. It involves the conversion of multi-dimensional space, which is difficult to explain clearly in mere words," said Luo Hebin.

It sounded as though the entourage was rather small, which was because the State of Zhou had never paid much attention to the Zhou princesses, let alone one who was thoroughly unfavored.

Yan Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Along this journey, out of the original sixty or seventy thousand people, nearly ten thousand had already perished! If things continued this way, they would likely all be dead before reaching the end.

"Tonight is the coldest night we have encountered since arriving in the Western Regions. I only hope our soldiers can endure it," Zhang Fu murmured as he warmed himself by the fire.

"Seventh Brother had best not go out casually these days; Linzi is far from peaceful!" Tian Yujun suddenly dropped these words, though whether he meant them for himself or Tian Yuxuan remained unclear.

Everyone was roaring and shouting in fury, and the curses directed at Ye Fan and his companions flooded into their minds like a tidal wave.

Aside from Zhang Liuhua and Yao Changsheng, who could roughly understand, the others present had no inkling of what they were discussing.

When Simon was chatting with his two brothers-in-law over the weekend, he had mentioned that in this game of chess, while certain regional endgames might be approaching, the overall match was still ongoing.

Therefore, despite having experienced those events, and compounded by their mother's stern admonitions, this group of sisters could never quite attain the privileged treatment accorded to Elizabeth or Ivanka when facing a certain man.

The habits forged over years in the apocalypse had long since been etched into his muscular memory. Lu Ming cast a vigilant glance around, his fists clenched tightly, ready for battle at a moment's notice.

She then sat down directly beside the spiritual fruits and began to feast voraciously. Finishing them with swift efficiency, a single spiritual fruit disappeared in the blink of an eye, and ten minutes later, that pile of spiritual fruits had dwindled by a third.

Suspended in mid-air, she gathered her inner qi into her dantian and thrust her sword forward in a movement known as "Drifting Like a Startled Wild Goose." Taking a bow stance with her body leaning forward, her right hand thrust the sword ahead while her two-finger salute in her left hand pointed obliquely toward the sky, her sleeves fluttering gracefully in the wind.

The man in black watched Gao Xianzhi's drastic emotional shift as if witnessing a change of face, unable to help a momentary lapse into stunned silence.

As it turned out, based on his past observations, Yuan Shu had suffered a setback at the hands of Hong Xiang today, and would undoubtedly plot against the other man in secret afterward. Yet who could have expected that not only did Yuan Shu harbor no such intentions, but he even ordered everyone to cooperate fully with Hong Xiang and strictly forbade anyone from provoking him.

Outside Suiye City, Li Wuhe was leading a scouting party in the distance. Having just completed their reconnaissance and preparing to turn back, he noticed the eastern gate of Suiye City suddenly swing open. Seeing this, Li Wuhe involuntarily halted his steps.

The livestream chat was filled with a string of disgusted emojis. Li Feng patted the Second Senior Brother, whose temper was quite volatile, while the Second Senior Brother emitted a disgruntled grunt, as if to say, "Even if I'm a pig, I still have my dignity."

The crimson-clad woman was also thoroughly exhausted and slumped directly onto the ground. This was already the fifth wave of search parties they had dealt with. Liu Bai had managed to eat a little, but given his injuries, he ultimately could not withstand such strenuous tossing and turning. The woman had barely eaten anything either, and was worn out to the extreme.

Winter grapes were exceedingly expensive, but Dong Qian was wealthy; as long as Blackball wanted to eat them, she kept an endless supply. Renowned fruits such as grapes and lychees were sold throughout Beichong City, alongside a vast array of other rare and exotic delicacies readily available in the city's shops.

The summer moon was exceptionally round and bright, casting its luminous silver light across the earth so that everything in the surroundings was clearly visible without the aid of lamps.

During her previous encounter, Song Fei had been entirely captivated by his demeanor, but now searching with a deliberate purpose, she truly discovered a trace of strangeness.

"Heh," the chairman sneered, lightly tapping the cup in his hand up and down, as if signaling that Meng Tian was merely a pawn in the palm of his hand.

With those words, Wang Shan let out a sigh of relief. It seemed Senior Blood Slaughter was truly somewhat progressive; after all, in the eyes of most of the older generation, gaming was simply a pursuit that sapped one's ambition. With that kind of time, wouldn't it be far better to spend a bit more effort on cultivation?

Dozens of houses and shops near the Garden-within-a-Garden had been reduced to rubble, and the ordinary citizens, having suffered an unmerited catastrophe, fled for their lives in all directions.

Black Huai did not rush to leave, instead picking up an apple from the table in the parlor and taking a bite.

Surely not, Meng Tian thought, recalling his current situation. Jiang Chengdong could be said to be walking on burning coals; how could he possibly have the leisure to dispatch someone to trail him?

Zhong Shimu's question was evidently far too tricky for Song Fei to parry, leaving her with no choice but to laugh awkwardly and flee in disarray.

On one hand, Wang Tian and the others channeled the vital energy within their bodies, desperately resisting the increasingly oppressive might of the supreme expert. On the other hand, they watched in terror as, beneath that immense pressure, one body after another collapsed under the strain, sinking deeper and deeper until they were entirely swallowed by the earth.