Chapter 36: Keep the Boy Alive for Half an Hour!

Chimei had no choice but to swallow his bitterness in silence. Fearing that any delay might lead to further complications and unforeseen trouble, he made to leave immediately, unwilling to risk losing even more.

Though Han Wei was infuriated by the verbal assault, a shred of clarity remained in his mind. He couldn't help but feel a grudging admiration for Mi Heng, who unleashed such a torrent of scathing criticism without using a single vulgar word.

There was a specific reason for setting the competition rules this way, rather than simply basing the final ranking on the running times achieved.

Although Jiang De had no way of obtaining or manufacturing something like the Eight-Ox Crossbow, he could theoretically exchange for the craftsmanship in his system. However, upon checking, he found it cost a terrifying ten million points—the most expensive item he had yet encountered in the system.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the event occurred so suddenly that no one had time to react. On Gu Tianfeng’s side, a muffled thud echoed out as his figure plummeted downward like a streak of light.

"My apologies, but I’ve grown accustomed to a life of leisure. I fear that serving under you would only bring you unnecessary trouble, so I think it’s best we leave it at that," Wu Hao said with a smile, shaking his head.

Even for a peerless genius, one in a million, it would likely take decades of arduous cultivation and training to achieve such a feat.

Yizhen nodded as well and said, "I believe the Marquis is right. Since the Immortal said this Rain Maiden can save Xianling, she certainly can." Li Yunhui agreed and fell silent.

"Do as you please, then. But remember, you are not to withhold any of my food," Yue Mingqing said with great seriousness.

The disciples in the courtyard looked up at the sky and then toward Chen Yueling, at a loss for words.

Upon reaching the entrance to the Demon Realm, he had to temporarily stow away the Millennial Frost, then transformed himself into a monkey spirit to lodge at the Half-Life Inn.

"No, you go sign it yourself. Even if it’s a proxy signature, you should be the one helping me sign it," Mu Yan and Li Zilong said almost simultaneously.

The Requiem began to resonate within every member of the Apocalypse. It was a melody played by their very souls, accompanied by the chanting of ancient incantations. Solemn, grand, and soul-shaking, the music brought a profound silence to the world, leaving only the endless recitation of the spell before the city walls.

The flow of the Ancient Si River and the opening of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal established Xuzhou as a vital thoroughfare for five provinces and a crucial strategic stronghold. War had once been the primary theme of this land.

But it did not end there. He approached the two skeletal remains once more, absorbing them, and a six-foot-long bone tail sprouted from behind him.

Chen Qing even felt as if this divine ability had been tailor-made for him; it would almost be a disservice to himself not to visit the Buddhist sect to explore it further.

However, the Western Regions were relatively independent. The nations, ethnic groups, and city-states in those areas had been established for many years, and the exclusion of outsiders was quite severe.

Just moments ago, while conversing with Gu Fei, the *Star-Chasing Wave* had scanned the interior of the ship at Yang Chi’s request. To Yang Chi’s horror, the contents of the ship seemed to swarm like a dense colony of ants, desperate to escape.

After all, though mobilizing troops and marching required time, a month or so was more than enough to cover all the necessary preparations.

In the study of Feng Shui, this was known as the "Carp Holding its Young" burial site. If one were buried in the belly of the young carp, their descendants were destined to have a prosperous family line and countless progeny.

When Tian Yu finally regained consciousness, he discovered that he could perceive everything around him, especially the pain in his body, which felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at his heart—an unbearable agony.

"Scoundrels! You dream of exterminating my Tian family!" At that moment, Tian Yuanfeng charged forward as if driven by madness.

The other type was deliberately crafted by those with malicious intent. The filth and cruelty involved in the process went without saying, and the resulting Sharira Pagoda was filled with sinister, vengeful energy—fearsomely overbearing.

In this era, whether domestically or abroad, it was impossible for parts produced entirely by lathes to be one hundred percent accurate. There were always minor discrepancies that required manual adjustment by workers. It was a highly delicate task; shaving off even a fraction of a millimeter too much would render the part completely useless.

Mu Jihong carried the birdcage for a few steps, then glanced back at Hua Yan’s retreating figure before continuing on his way.

With mixed feelings, Xiao Pinming replanted the spirit herb next to the common bamboo, only to realize he hadn't heard Hu Qiankun’s voice for a long time.

The sycophants he knew, such as Liu Cang and Huo Yun, were from Ninth-Grade sects like his own; even if they were willing to trade places, it wouldn't change anything.

Across the way at the restaurant, Beiming Ye’s hand remained frozen in the air, yet his breathing quickened as he watched the scene unfold.

She had a classic oval face, snow-white skin, and a stunning figure. Despite the loose dress she wore, her curves remained prominent.

Judging by the location Jiang Han sent me, it appeared that Liang Yue’s range of activity was limited to remote wilderness areas. However, these places were rich in resources, and as more people arrived, they could no longer be considered remote.

It hadn't been long, yet the news had already reached their ears. When he arrived, he was still puzzled as to why two such devoted, "filial" husbands had suddenly taken the initiative to invite him for a drink.

This even set a new cultivation record for the Special Affairs Bureau—excluding Chen Qi, of course.