Chapter 62

Lifting her bowl and picking up her chopsticks, Li Yuan'e swiftly dug into her meal. To be fair, the speed and manner in which she ate perfectly matched her naturally heroic and spirited demeanor.

The Bulbasaur first gave it a sniff, then surprisingly and quite cleverly unwrapped the candy wrapper by itself, popping the sweet straight into its mouth.

"The Fourth Elder! The seat of the Fourth Elder has been vacant for a full century!" The main hall erupted into a noisy uproar in an instant.

"Water of the Underworld Sunflower!" four Golden Core stage martial artists shouted in unison, their hands rapidly shifting through incantations.

In the distant sky, the golden lightning flared up once again. Presumably, under Claire's relentless pursuit, the God of War Knight had finally been blasted to oblivion.

Sitting on the bed, Zhou Dao began to reflect on this sparring match. Given his own strength, winning against his opponent should have been entirely unproblematic. His inner energy was superior, and his reflexes were sharper as well. However, the innate cultivation technique practiced by his opponent exerted a tremendous amount of pressure on him.

"Earlier, I mentioned that we belong to the Tianyuan Sect. I suppose none of you have ever heard of this school, but I am sure everyone has heard of Tianyuan Manor," the martial artist said with a smile.

Amidst this turmoil, the martial artists who had been searching for treasures everywhere within the Burning Sun Palace dimension all flew out, looking around in panicked astonishment.

Nine Saint-grade magical beasts lay scattered and unconscious in various directions. Not far away, the battered Invincible Wolverine stood its ground, glaring with furious eyes at Xiao Yu as he approached.

Looking at Yoruichi's expression, Lin Ming could figure out a thing or two. After all, Yoruichi had been in contact with Lin Ming for quite a while now. Even if he didn't understand every single thought spinning inside that cat's belly, he could still make a pretty accurate guess at this point.

Since nothing could be seen through the surveillance camera, Liu Yanmei, tormented by unbearable curiosity, had no choice but to walk right up to the door of the private room where Jin Yuanbao was located.

Yet, somewhat unexpectedly, Chu Tianshu advanced a step further precisely through this guidance that was not really guidance at all.

As a passing note, Lan Jing'er is currently extremely short as well. To put it in human terms, she is "only one meter thirty-two tall."

Chu Haotian had been racking his brains over how to cozy up to this woman named Xiangling, so now that she had taken the initiative to invite him, he naturally accepted on the spot.

At that moment, while closely monitoring every single move of the pangolin, Lan Jing'er asked herself repeatedly in her heart: Should I make a move or not?

His intention was to snatch Liu Bing away right in front of Lin Rui, and even record their forced backseat car tryst on his mobile phone.

St. Preece bared his teeth unhappily: You call this looking like nothing is wrong? You could honestly make it a bit more obvious.

These arrows were by no means ordinary projectiles; they were terrifying shafts condensed from the power of the blood-light law, and every single arrow carried an intimidating force of laws. A single strike was equivalent to the full-strength blow of an ordinary First Heavenly Layer Realm Lord expert.

Things were different now, however. Because his state of mind had changed, the mental impact was simply incomparable to before; just a single glance left him feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"It seems you're right. Why didn't I think of that?" Tang Ming slapped his own forehead. He had previously thought Qin Long merely possessed formidable combat skills, but he never imagined his intellect was equally extraordinary, which filled him with profound admiration for Qin Long.

Perhaps it was because I drank quite a bit of wine during the evening banquet, and that liquor carried a strong delayed kick, but even after taking a hot shower upon entering the guest room arranged for me by the Li family, I still felt dizzy and unable to fall asleep no matter what. I opened the window, deciding to let the night breeze cool me down.

One for offense and one for defense—I wanted these items to save my life. I just wonder what Jiang Liming actually intends to do with them.

Knowing that Shu Rao was asking whether he needed to get involved in this matter, Huang Jun replied, "You know my curiosity is always very strong." With that, he smiled and said nothing more.

On the other side, Shuten and the other three carefully verified the contents of the parchment before waving their hands to make it vanish.

Upon seeing us arrive, Zhao Erhu merely wore a cold expression, his eyes burning with anger. The other person looked somewhat frail; anyway, compared to Zhao Erhu, he fell far short. None of us spoke, as we didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was terribly awkward.

"The King of Assassins, naturally, is the most formidable assassin chosen through the annual rankings of the underworld. Of course, the Saint of Assassins has always operated alone, belonging to no organization whatsoever, coming and going like a ghost, and thus has never participated in the selection," Zheng Xuanfeng said with a smile.

As the Martial Star was born precisely as the world's formatting mechanism, and Ophis was likewise an alternative world consciousness within High School DxD, strictly speaking, her infinity was created by the world and didn't quite match up with Coppelia either, leaving only one final choice.

Thus, after arranging everything and leaving ten or twenty thousand yuan for my family, I packed my luggage and set out again the next day. When my parents asked where I was going, to spare them any worry, I simply told them I was heading to another province to read Feng Shui for a wealthy individual and would return after some days.

"You say that as though knowing would allow you to defeat the boss," Ainel said, casting a contemptuous look at Ace. Isn't remaining blissfully ignorant better than knowing? Knowing while being powerless and helpless is surely even more pathetic!

Xue Zhu smiled with cold disdain in his heart; this fellow still genuinely thought of himself as the all-powerful Young Master You. Let's see how he cries when he can't pay the bill later.

"I say Jinhun, if there is no better plan, this wouldn't be a bad way out," Guhun remarked from the side.

Compared to the previous few days, these demons who had been eroded by the toxic fog and fallen into a state of wild, raving madness had become increasingly numerous recently. Jing Ye wandered through the poison mist for a while and discovered that these half-living, half-dead demons seemed to have been branded by the fog; once driven mad, they actually left each other completely unmolested.

In the past, the three major sects fought continuous wars year after year over territory. Because the Falling Cloud Sect was a branch of the Falling Heaven Sect and enjoyed their robust backing, its strength was formidable, nearly wiping out the Demonic Moon Temple and the Underworld Alliance on several occasions.

"Mistress Lvhua! What is wrong with you? Wasn't the Demon Venerable Wuming slain five years ago? How could that Shi Jingtian be him? Their ages simply don't match at all!" Great Elder Tiancheng was also startled for a moment, but he immediately snapped back to his senses, taking a few steps forward to cry out to the dazed Lvhua.

Yuan Yue, the reckless Hu brothers, and the numerous mercenaries still stood frozen in the same spot, staring in stunned disbelief at the path straightly cleaving through the hill, as well as the figure that had long since vanished.

However, that wispy dark gray spiritual power had invaded Chen Xuan's body. Should Chen Xuan forcefully employ lightning techniques to eradicate that streak of gray-brown spiritual power, he would inevitably suffer the backlash of the laws of lightning himself.

Dust knew not how long it had passed before it transformed into a meteorite. From that moment onward, bathed in the sunlight, it also acquired the shifting extremes of scorching heat and bitter cold that only true celestial bodies possessed.