Volume 1, Chapter 67: You Think You're Worthy?

Despite his bulky and fat physique, his movements flowed in one smooth, unbroken motion, a testament to how terrified he was of being beaten up by He Xiyao once again.

Building up strength over time, and now blessed with an abundant supply of spiritual energy, the speed of his recent advancement surprised even himself.

"Hmph..." Seeing Number Five depart, Pojun let out a cold snort, which was clearly just an expression of his impatience from having waited too long.

The content of that report pointed out that she was Ai Yujie's mysterious boyfriend, and even blamed her suspected miscarriage at the hospital last time on him, explicitly identifying him as the baby's father.

Originally, Xu Fei had thought that within the great Kunlun world, Qin Dongxuan was the only half-step Heavenly Monarch. Who would have guessed that behind this Kong De, there also stood a half-step Heavenly Monarch.

In particular, Xu Fei discovered that these divine crystals could be absorbed and converted into his own spiritual power, which made things even more interesting.

It was unclear what substance could corrupt the barrier, so it could only be designated as an unidentified corrosive agent.

The wind blew against his face, and he pulled up the hood of his down jacket, hoping it might keep him a little warmer. Abroad, night runners were practically nonexistent.

Every bone in his body now felt as though it were broken; he was unable to circulate his magic power, nor did he possess a shred of his primitive physical strength.

Whether it was merely a trick of his imagination or not, he felt as though a murderous intent permeated the drum and music. Recalling the various traumas he had suffered throughout his life, he felt that if they truly succeeded in the end, rewarding him with ten thousand liang of gold would hardly be too much.

Meng Yi naturally had no idea that Meng Xu had already fallen victim to the vicious hands of the Mysterious Daoist, still remaining naive enough to think she could persuade Meng Xu.

Yueji bowed deeply to Xiao Mo and then said, "Respected Lord, I am willing to offer our tribe's treasured artifact, only praying that Your Lordship will grant us a place to rest and recuperate. We are willing to be your lackeys." As he spoke, Yueji respectfully took out a chest he had been carrying on his back.

Zhou Yaqing was somewhat skeptical, having always believed that someone as handsome as Chen Xiao should be quite wild and promiscuous.

"Yes! Divide and conquer, and break them one by one," Duanmu Qiu said loudly. "The three sects of Shuiyue are relatively weak, and furthermore, they possess only two Great Mighty Ones of the Mahayana stage. We can launch a night raid to crush them first." Duanmu Qiu's words offered a glimmer of hope to everyone in the hall.

However, the construction of a beast pen required the beast tamer to first study the beast pen construction blueprints, and then gradually improve the level of the beast pen they built during the construction process.

Little did he expect that this realm would harbor such a genius capable of discovering the connection between the Five Elements Laws and the Divine Soul Upper Realm.

"Brother Duanmu, if you have something to say, just spit it out. I know your temperament; you must have thought it through completely before speaking," shouted Cui Huo, who was seated beside Duanmu Qiu. Over the past four years, Cui Huo's cultivation had also progressed, placing him at the high stage of Nascent Soul alongside Zhenyanzi, Tianyanzi, Yuewei, and Qiluozi.

Liu Xiumei was burning with rage, her head buzzing. After hurling a few more curses, she stormed off in a huff.

Wang Yan naturally heard the words exchanged between the two. At this moment, his heart was locked in an intense struggle: if he gambled, the stakes were too high; if he didn't, he would become a laughingstock.

Looking at Shadow's helpless expression, he assumed Shadow had already heard about Wu Po's situation. After all, they were both members of the Assassins' Alliance, and such major events spread quickly.

Yet Ning Hao was gambling precisely on this—gambling that Ning Cheng would not kill him. This was also one of his purposes in testing the latter: he wanted to see just how deep Ning Cheng's forbearance truly was, and at the same time, gauge how far-sighted Ning Cheng's vision reached.

Wang Fan poured six thousand five hundred points into the Extraordinary Agility attribute, raising this attribute to thirty points as well.

However, through his observation throughout the entire night, the ghosts outside continued to enter the courtyard, yet not a single ghost walked back out of it.

Actually, I somewhat regret letting Longmai and Sister Hong meet in the beginning. If I hadn't brought Longmai back with me then, perhaps Sister Hong would still be the same as she used to be. But upon second thought, it is better this way.

Ma Weimin slowly regained consciousness, only to suddenly discover a young man sitting in his exclusive office. Struck by a surge of terror, he blurted out, "Who are you?" while reaching for the handgun hidden beneath his desk.

The evil spirit let out a hissing roar, a sound resembling glass grinding against steel that felt extraordinarily agonizing to the ears.

"Hahaha... Whether they can figure it out or not, you won't live to see it anyway," the aged voice cackled sinisterly. Chishen Tong said no more; he retrieved a crystal and thrust it into a boulder nearby. The surrounding darkness was dispelled as four figures in black robes slowly approached him.

Although Yang Lige had not invented as many playstyles as the Korean God of Supports, his playstyles had long since surpassed those of the Korean God of Supports.

The top three contestants were selected, and Lin Ba, who enjoyed the greatest acclaim, had his prey valued by Lin Zheng at twenty-five thousand liang of silver, ranking him fourth and missing out on the Gold Stone Pill.

The contestants in the Azure Dragon arena had heard of Wang Ye beforehand. Because of his long-standing association with Ye Yan, he was notorious and despised like a rat scurrying across the street.

Gu Mochen worried that Evil Hand Soul Chaser was a pursuer sent by Shuiyue Mansion, but Yin Xiuyue knew that the person standing before them with only a pair of eyes exposed was definitely not from Shuiyue Mansion. That was why Evil Hand Soul Chaser had asked whether they wanted to have a fight.

Five days ago, Xiao Mohe and Beiluo had fought a battle right here. That battle was extremely brief, concluding after a mere punch or two, yet even so, countless innocent soldiers on the battlements of Jianmen Pass suffered collateral damage.

Combat could reveal numerous flaws that were completely invisible during ordinary practice. Li Daoran's superficial understanding of power deepened, and his application of it became even more refined.

However, it was the first time Qin Feng had gathered all the heavy crossbows together to form a dedicated crossbow cavalry unit. Qin Feng had specially trained this anti-kite tactic specifically to counter the nomadic tribes who relied heavily on their hit-and-run tactics for war of attrition. As a result, Ashina Simo was caught completely off guard and left with no way to respond.

While Li Daoran was deep in thought, the cultivator before him had already tallied the proofs of hunted sea tribes he brought and calculated the contribution points he deserved.

Hua Murong and the other two also noticed this unusual situation and followed behind Jin Shengzhe. On one hand, they wanted to ensure Jin Shengzhe's safety, and on the other, they wanted to see what was happening.

"Talk your mother's..." Val, who had turned back as instructed, abruptly swallowed the vulgarity on the tip of his tongue. For he saw that the helmet which had just flown off his head was now lying on the ground far away to his rear, with a wolf-toothed feathered arrow piercing diagonally and precisely through it.