Chapter 63: What Fault Does Glass Have?

Back in the dormitory, Chen Xingyun did not rush to tend to his injuries. Instead, he walked over to the computer on the side, entered a string of passwords, and opened one of the video files on the desktop.

"Do you think they ran into some kind of accident?" An Yuqing looked at Ji Yuexin with unconcealed anxiety.

Ever since then, he had waited almost every day in the game for Chen Xingyun to come online. Sure enough, seeing him online today, he rushed over immediately.

Even before they had crossed blows, he could already sense the profound danger emanating from Mu Chen's formidable physical body. By his estimation, the sheer power of that physical body alone was likely far beyond what any ordinary Grade Seven Sovereign could compare to.

In the Continent of Gods, anything was possible. Chu Nan would never choose to believe this mere phantom based on its unilateral words.

"Yu'er, you have grown up now. Do you have any wishes?" It seemed as though his father's inquiry was ringing in his ears once more.

Chen Yunlong stared blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand, which still carried the faint, gentle scent of Yue Qianqian, giving one a deeply warm feeling.

"I have already found out. Once we cross the mountain ahead, we will reach Konoha's frontline camp," Zhang Han said.

A neat row of burning artillery shells pierced through the thick fog like shooting stars of fire, hurtling rapidly toward the city wall.

However, remembering the spatial barrier that had appeared earlier, Zhang Han held certain reservations. To risk using the Time Stone once again for the sake of a single puppet—if anything unexpected happened, he would truly be crying in regret.

As for the chubby fellow's repeated actions, what purpose did they serve? What was his ultimate goal? Where had he gone wrong? He did not have the slightest concept of any of it.

Upon seeing their companions finally wake up, the disciples of the Myriad Beast Valley felt their eyes well up with tears. They embraced the beasts and wept, endlessly reproaching themselves for failing to take good care of them.

When his gaze fell upon Magenta, who was similarly unharmed beside Big Fat, Madobei finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The favor of the heavens had made the city of Anyi one of the most important northern cities in Chinese history, as well as one of the most densely populated. Yet, perhaps due to ceaseless man-made disasters and the wrath of the heavens, this ancient city, which had enjoyed centuries of peace, was plunged into the horrors of war.

As the Crown Prince of the Red Sand River, when had Long Zhibai ever suffered such humiliation? Filled with extreme resentment and still pinned beneath Zhu Tianpeng's foot, his words remained wildly arrogant.

Jiang Yu knitted his brows as all the clues continuously churned in his mind. Just now, he had also run some tests using the robots and gathered quite a bit of data.

Among the forty or fifty demonic cultivators, only Yuan Qing, the chubby-faced cultivator who had passed the trial just before him, gave Old Zhu a trace of goodwill.

"Isn't this Gu poison an evil entity specially cultivated against humans down in Miaojiang? How can fierce beasts also fall victim to it? How did the Young Valley Master figure it out?" Mad Wolf's tone was laden with skepticism.

"Your Hell is devoid of light, and none of you live lives worthy of human beings. I advise you not to walk further down this dark path, but to return to the light as soon as possible," Xiang Hao said indifferently.

As soon as Zhencheng left, someone shouted that Er Niangmen had gone mad. We couldn't help but be startled. Although Er Niangmen usually acted a bit effeminate, he wouldn't go mad without external reasons. If he were truly going mad, it might be that he, like Zhencheng, had been cursed by evil spirits.

Li Shuhui poured wine into two glasses, picked up one for herself, handed the other to Yan Le, and raising her glass, said, "Yan Le, don't think too much. Come, let's drink and be merry while we can." As she spoke, her gaze flickered with alluring charm and her eyelashes fluttered, clearly implying a deeper meaning behind her words.

Sorrow, grief, self-reproach, and remorse converged into teardrops that rushed forth frantically.

How could he be a martial arts expert? Fourth Tiger refused to believe it. He was also a martial artist at the middle stage of External Force. Seeing Yan Le snatch the bag containing the jade back from Lei Kui right off the bat, he prepared to step forward and forcefully take it back from Yan Le.

"You don't need to be so nervous, young lady. We are just passing by. When we sensed a trace of aura here that once belonged to our husband, we simply wanted to come in and take a look," Yanran said immediately upon seeing Ling Mie's vigilant posture.

The doors to both bedrooms stood wide open. Su Guoguo stared blankly at her grandfather lying collapsed in the living room.

As for the rest of the Gongsun family members, they were already so frightened that their souls nearly shattered, transforming into rays of light that bolted into the various buildings of the Gongsun estate.

His phone buzzed on the nightstand, indicating that it was already 7:00 AM. He reached out to press it off, rubbing his throbbing head. Could this be what they call "what you think about by day, you dream about by night"?

Ningshan Park was quite large, featuring mountains, bodies of water, and abundant woods. Numerous winding stone steps had been built up the mountain, leading straight to the peak. Pavilions stood upon several of the summits. Although many citizens came to exercise early in the morning, very few actually climbed all the way up to the pavilions at the top.

"Dad, Mom, Sister, Brother-in-law, don't be too shocked when I tell you this. I went to the county town and made a fortune this time, bringing back thirty-eight thousand yuan," Yan Le announced.

After bustling about for the better part of the day, once she had stored the newly made tea into jade jars, Su Muxue finally let out a sigh of relief. She squeezed some fresh milk, fetched a jar of honey from beneath the Jade Snail Bee hive, and brewed a pot of milk tea for everyone to drink as a reward for their hard work.

Yet Siliang had not smiled once the entire journey. Seeing Ruan Mianmian act like this, Moling could not help but roll her eyes fiercely.

This young man wore his hair short, no taller than four fingers, every single strand standing up stubbornly. At this moment, his gaze pierced straight to the bottom of the pool, where a massive mountain-like pile of purple crystals lay—that was actually soul stone essence.

Her gaze slowly fell upon Guan Wanxi's face. Perhaps sensing that Zhuxiu was nearby, the very first thing Guan Wanxi did upon opening her eyes was to search for Zhuxiu.

After driving for a while, everyone who wanted signatures had received them, and the carriage grew quiet. Whispers began to break out between passengers sitting opposite each other across the aisle.

Looking at that withered, corpse-like face, Ye Ning wondered for a moment if he was dead—was he actually dead?

Su Muying split a strand of the Magneto-Divine Light from within his body and planted it into the fetal spirit. The spiritual embryo trembled slightly; protected by its maternal core, the Jade-Feathered Cold Plum, it absorbed the divine light almost instantly, transforming it into a divine ability retained within its body. A layer of dark light then emerged on the surface of the fruit to protect it.

Instructor Xu stared at him steadily, as if trying to read from his eyes whether he was lying or not.

"However, since their sect was destroyed, they probably weren't a major faction, and it's likely impossible to investigate anything now anyway." With this thought in mind, Su Muying knocked on the door.

After listening, Wang Yaqiao nodded inwardly with a sense of relief. It seemed the Military Statistics also wanted to use the incident with Fu Jianzhi as a breakthrough to restore hope for resistance to the Chinese people. He then turned his gaze toward Xiao Shan.

Wallace and Eric Pulgar took a steam carriage to the S嘉 (Sia) municipal government. After completing the house ownership registration there and paying the bill in cash and notes, the estate and shop officially belonged to Wallace.