Chapter 80: Pig’s Trotters and Chicken Feet

The two sisters, both unlucky in love, walked out of Lin He’s courtyard arm in arm. The elder sister planned to take the younger out for a meal first, but Qi Qi shook her head in refusal. “I want to help Sister Qingzhi clean her clothes first. Eating can wait.” Ever since her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, she hardly ever felt hunger anymore; whether she ate or not seemed unimportant.

Seeing how determined Qi Qi was, Qingzhi refrained from further persuasion. Besides, at this moment, dining with just her uncle and apprentice would hardly be an ideal setting for Qi Qi anyway.

Having made up her mind, Qi Qi took Qingzhi to stand under a large lantern glowing warmly. Using the light, she carefully traced several circles of water over the damp stains on Qingzhi’s clothes. In just an instant, the large patches of soup and water marks began to fade away.

Meanwhile, the sensation caused by Lin Weiwei’s painting had yet to subside. In fact, a video of Lin Weiwei at work had already crossed the ocean, spreading far and wide.

The “Water Blade” spell was continuous, hissing sharply as it struck the fireball, shrouding it in spirals of white mist. In contrast, when the orbs of the “Dragon Stream Dance” spell fell upon the fireball, they exploded with a thunderous boom.

The invitation was straightforward. It essentially declared that, due to the Taoist Patriarch Rod’s rude behavior, the congregations of the Holy Heaven Sect would challenge the Taoists to a duel.

Yan Yi gently flapped his wings, lifting Xiao Yang into the air. After circling once, he swooped down upon the panicked Song Yin. When he reappeared in midair, a sharp chisel and a clean stone tablet were already in his hands.

The filming of the first season was scheduled for the next day, but the production team had gathered everyone today to explain the competition rules and let the participants get acquainted.

“Heavenly Martial Stage Three?” Lin Weiwei frowned. He was now at the peak of Heavenly Spirit Stage Two, only a step away from a breakthrough. If he were to face an expert at Earth Martial Stage Three, perhaps that would be the catalyst he needed to advance.

“The Moonlight Empire has officially recruited an elf!” Noticing Grom’s confusion, Yuan Yuan rephrased to emphasize the point.

As a well-trained Spirit Hunting team, the group led by Dong Chen had indeed developed a certain synergy in their cooperation.

A newcomer hurried into the great hall, first bowing respectfully to Reto before speaking anxiously.

After some time on the road, everyone began to feel a bit weary. At that moment, the green-tailed swift perched on Qingzhu’s shoulder started chirping again.

Ji Qingxi’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if time itself stood still. Instinctively, she looked up, and their eyes met.

Ji Qingxi had never studied formally, but relying on her supple body and exceptional memory, she managed to exude an effortless grace, surpassing most of those present.

Before Sun Rui began his ruthless exploitation of Wang Ruoxin, he granted her a day off. She had mentioned having a relative in Shanghai, but likely still hadn’t found the time to visit.

“Little sister, you’re back?” The man’s teeth flashed in a neat, handsome smile.

Upon hearing she hadn’t made it herself, Lin Ge was not disappointed. “It doesn’t matter if you made it or not. The fact that you thought of me is enough.” As he tasted the chicken soup, he realized it was even more delicious than it smelled, and gave her a sincere thumbs-up.

Wang Hongwei already knew Chen Feng had seen through his tricks. By not exposing him directly, Chen Feng was being merciful and saving him face.

Chen Feng’s eyes widened. He dared not think further and quickly helped her put on her dress, then took her pulse to diagnose her condition. He discovered she had been poisoned with a particularly potent drug.

One after another, the elite members of various families arrived at the Eastern Continent. However, their destinations were not the Gravity Valley, but rather other places of inheritance.

Dragon Lord and Snake Madame both nodded; the details didn’t matter—what was important was finding out what had really happened.

Though the faces of the men in black were hidden, their eyes were cold and indifferent. No one paid them any attention except the guards, who began to shout.

It was clear that Lin Wei had successfully completed his body refinement and was now a true martial artist.