Volume 1, Chapter 58: Life and Death Crisis

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly, her graceful figure parting the clamoring crowd as she approached Xu Ruogu, her limpid eyes holding a trace of complexity and wonder.

This situation was actually quite simple. Much like the later-generation America, they could produce massive amounts of corn and use it to feed cattle, making beef extremely cheap. Although unpalatable, it ensured that the lowest classes could afford to eat their fill.

Every time he channeled it, he would feel a strong wave of vibration spreading from the Baihui acupoint at the crown of his head, subsequently causing a warm, latent tingling sensation across all the vital acupoints throughout his body.

His previous banter telling Xu Hao and Wang Yangyang to keep going and strive to contribute offspring to the nation was no empty joke; it was a concrete policy for the future.

The pills bestowed upon him by Haotian, meant for Spirit Infant stage cultivators, did not spark a dramatic leap in his cultivation, but they consolidated his foundation, refined the spiritual Qi within him, and made it much purer—which was precisely how he gained the strength to stand toe-to-toe with Dong Mingyu.

At this moment, what he desired most was neither the glory of high office nor a house full of friends; he only wanted his wife by his side and a cup of hot tea.

"Awoooo!" Having batted Sun Wukong far away, Helis, who had transformed into a golden giant ape dozens of meters tall, raised her arms, stood up, and let out a heaven-shaking roar toward the sky.

"The Death Cemetery?" A flicker of doubt crossed Haotian's eyes. Ever since arriving in the Chaotic Land, he had been entirely engrossed in cultivation; how could he possibly know what the Death Cemetery was?

"What else is there?" asked Yeshen Yi. He believed that the White Yaksha was not someone who would go back on his word.

"Everyone, do not be impatient. I will distribute these pills in accordance with your contributions to the Ji Alliance." Ling Yunfei suppressed the agitation in his heart and stood up.

"There's no need!" The Thirteenth Prince, who had always worn a smile, could not squeeze out even a trace of a comforting expression now, not even toward his closest Fourth Brother.

"Then I'll go pick up Zhihan tonight and accompany her to visit Madam Mu." Liang Jiaxi was eager to see Mu Zhihan.

His appearance was also rather distinctive: "forehead sharp-angled and square, pupils black and white, clear and bright"—a person whom one would remember at a single glance. In physiognomy, this was referred to as being born with unusual features.

"Jiang Xiangyu, is that you?" Seeing members of the military detachment and full of high spirits, Yang Lefan banged on the room's door and shouted.

I smiled inwardly. Such unhealable wounds were inherently caused by tissue necrosis; putrefaction was inevitable, though A bernat's rate of decay was much slower than I had anticipated.

Yang Lefan smiled at her and bolted. Without a doubt, Big Brother Wang had already pulled strings with higher-ups and carried a gun; if the police caught him, he would never be able to clear his name. Guns were sometimes good things, but other times they ruined you.

Seeing that Li Ning possessed a pure jade vase labeled "Foundation Establishment Pill," she was filled with immense joy.

The second time was just now, after Ninth Brother had waited in place for a while with a worried look on his face and casually remarked that he would go check ahead—only for his casual words to come true.

Zhao Yang went out alone to a mountain hollow and brought back a wild rabbit to roast for Li Ning. Li Ning tore off fierce chunks of the saltless rabbit meat. Both of them were covered in blood and completely lacked any appetite. However, Li Ning was injured and could not rely solely on meditative cultivation; eating this rabbit meat was truly a necessity.

Threatened by Lin Shitang, he divorced, though afterwards he did not dwell much on his ex-wife Lin Shuping.

Given that Zhang Bechen was here today, and recalling the trouble she had brought to the Jiang family last time, it was better for her to take Xuanxuan herself. She ought to keep her distance from Jiang Zongjun in the future as well.

Meng Yao pulled three talismans from her pocket, and the paper spontaneously ignited in her hand. She casually tossed one to the Mediterranean-haired leader.

This was why he exchanged for Quagsire and Marshtomp. Guarding against fire, theft, and Thunder Balls was no idle saying.

The chapter began with "accidents don't happen thrice." Such an obvious hint—what would happen after the third time?

Huo Nan knew how much Li Yongsheng hated Huo Qisheng; even if she were willing, her husband certainly would not be.

Yet Madame Qian must have forgotten the effect of the heart-gu while hastily setting up this Gu ritual, which conveniently played to their advantage. Otherwise, they truly would have had their hands full right now.

However, how could this escape the notice of Dugu Tianxia and the others? Just as Dugu Tianxia intended to step in and stop them, a phantom figure in midair suddenly shot out a golden beam of light, blasting toward Ji Hong and Ji Youming.

Upon returning to the main hall of the Floating City on Mount Feixian, Jiang Ling heard an aged voice and instantly lost his composure.

Breaking through from a Spirit Disciple to a Spirit Master did not involve any mysterious insights into realms; it merely required sufficient accumulation while in the Spirit Disciple realm.

Thinking thus, he walked over to the long bow, reached out to grip the bow body, and with a gentle tug, pulled the long bow straight out of the ground.

Wu Li instantly stepped back as well, terror flashing across his face, but the moment he thought of the countless treasures inside the room, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he snarled viciously.

Yuan Zhao was unaware that her eldest brother was already suspicious. Lowering her head, she wondered whether Rongruo would keep the promise he had made to her.

"Classmate Qiao, let's continue after class is dismissed." The class monitor's face seemed somewhat flushed.

Yet when he opened it, there was nothing inside. Yan Jin assumed it was someone's prank and planned to check the surveillance footage tomorrow to see who was responsible.