Volume 1, Chapter 57: Have You Been Well All These Years?

Lancers clad in metallic armor and white surcoats had already entered the woods where the monsters lurked. This forest connected with the distant Silver-Leaf Forest like an outstretched giant arm; unlike the other predominant tree species in the woods, the towering arbor trees here possessed thick, exposed root systems.

Hao Juncai had long since grown accustomed to her cold indifference. He changed his shoes himself, took a shower, and retreated to another room on his own. Knowing that Li Qian loathed the smell of alcohol on him, every time he returned home after socializing, he would consciously sleep in a separate room.

The opponent was formidable! The extent of their might surpassed most of the figures he had ever laid eyes on. Even considering the recent influx of mercenaries gathering in the city from all directions, they paled significantly in comparison to the person before him.

Upon seeing the expression of the white-robed supervisor, Chu Tiance understood instantly that it would be impossible to purchase the Soul-Vibrant Green Bud at the Beast-Blood Pavilion.

When facing an adversary like the Great Tang dynasty, if you could not rival them in industry and commerce, you were essentially defeated; it was merely a matter of how much longer a few veteran empires could manage to sustain themselves.

"It is I who should congratulate my lord husband," Yu Xiuer replied softly, the scene before her feeling like a dream while she remained somewhat frail.

Duanmu Mingyue's eyebrows arched upward, and the exhaustion between her brows vanished in an instant, replaced by intense excitement and anticipation.

The Demon King felt immensely pleased upon hearing this; somehow, those words sounded like praise for himself. But upon second thought, he figured that such a crafty Saint-Hand Soul King must be probing him, and he dared not let slip a single hint.

As Qin Tian walked while examining the bead, unable to discern anything remarkable about it, he merely felt the energy within his body accelerating in its flow, making his spiritual Qi feel vastly more vibrant.

This self-contradictory, awkward, yet heartwarming feeling embodied everything understood implicitly between brothers without the need for words.

At that moment, Elder Lin and Elder Bai also walked in from outside. Seeing that they had arrived as well, I hurriedly went up to them, shook their hands with a smiling face, and welcomed them.

Despite Bai Shaohui's repeated assurances that his father was by no means a stubborn and obstinate man, Xu Ke'ai stubbornly held her ground.

To deal with the Yin energy present here, I only knew of two methods. The simplest and most feasible approach was to increase the Yang energy of the An family residence to neutralize the Yin energy here! However, how could one possibly increase the Yang energy?

Chen Chen was truly a social butterfly. Having come once and found his way, he began showing up every day from then on, each time bearing a huge bouquet of fresh flowers. I tested him a couple more times without discovering anything unusual about him, so before I knew it, I had let down my guard somewhat.

In reality, she knew very well that though her nephew, the Ghost-Sovereign of the Northern Mansion, Gui Shoutuo, held the same title of Ghost Sovereign as Zhang Fan, the gap between them was vast. The formidable presence of this Ghost-Sovereign of the Southern Mansion was something she had witnessed with her own eyes. Not only did he possess the strength to slay Buddhist venerables, but his daring and boldness in dealing out lethal blows were what made him truly terrifying.

This was the "Method of Praying to Heaven," the finest means to detect whether anything strange was afoot here! As long as any anomalies existed within this place, the prayer offerings placed on the ground would instantly react.

Xing Shaozun tightly embraced Ning Ning, holding a blade as he walked step by step toward Boss Wu, radiating the awe-inspiring might of a ferocious tiger descending a mountain. His forbearance coupled with absolute confidence compelled everyone on the opposing side to involuntarily step backward.

Jiao Yang stood frozen in place, hesitating for a moment before ultimately heeding his wolf-like, acute intuition and choosing to walk toward the opposite end.

Red Qin struck once more, producing the exact same outcome—it was completely incapable of inflicting any damage upon the King of Hell. Even in his current heavily wounded state, he was not someone ordinary beings could harm.

Seeing that Han Yan was about to take action, Huang Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to grab him tightly, offering a deep and earnest dissuasion.

Although the comfort level of the Ferrari F550 was considered relatively high among supercars, its gear-shifting jerkiness was still much greater than that of ordinary sedans. Zhang晨 gently slowed down, deliberately choosing the lighter traffic and newer roads of the Western Harbour Tunnel to cross back over to Hong Kong Island.

Ye Zihao led Bai Tu into the stone archway, and noticing a sunken imprint on the left side, he placed the token directly upon it.

While Huang San and Mad Dog were fantasizing about Chen Haoran falling into a frenzied state after consuming the "Blue Lover," dozens of public security officers in police uniform, clutching handguns, swarmed out from the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

Cao Ang did not reveal to the others that these two items were of his own invention. After all, some matters did not require excessive boasting, and shifting the credit for this invention onto Ma Jun would also spare him from gossip and criticism from onlookers.

Watching his child wail in agony, Liu Wan wept continuously, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Chen Jia is still waiting for me to return," Chen Ling roared inwardly, thinking of the unfinished dying wish of the Chen family's departed souls, thinking of his parents, and thinking of Chen Jia.

Chen Haoran harbored deep resentment toward Tang Linwan. Back when Chen Haoran was just a boy of seven or eight, he had once caught sight of Tang Linwan with his father at a market in Dongling City, and that single encounter had cemented Tang Linwan's impression in Chen Haoran's mind.

Though he had only been fighting the Scarlet-Cloud Flaming Leopard for a short while, Chen Ling's physical strength and true Qi had already been completely depleted, leaving him entirely reliant on Qi-Recovery Pills to sustain himself.

The old man was genuinely furious this time, without a shred of joking intent. The imposing aura of a person in power, accumulated over many years, burst forth completely, causing even He An's heart to tremble uncontrollably.

"Since my cousin has just arrived, she should first accompany me to pay her respects to our grandmother. Even if she was not raised in Jiangbei, the proper etiquette must still be observed." Jing Yangyue appeared gentle, but her words were not gentle in the least.