Chapter 60

Just a moment ago, they were merely sitting close together, but now both lay flat on the bed. Her face was less than ten centimeters away from his—so close that she could count his eyelashes, and the fluttering heartbeat deep within her grew increasingly clear, clamoring insistently.

"If we allocate twenty-one thousand Immortal Fate Stones to withstand the Immortal Tribulation, there will still be twenty thousand left for use. How long do you think it will take for the Immortal Stone vein to take shape?" Ye Xuan asked.

Leaving the bustling Great Chaotic Domain, Qin Ming returned once again to the River of History. He walked through the snowy sea region, picking up powerful beings such as the Abyss Bone Dragon, the Dark Gold Treasure Pig, and the Golden Thunder Eel. He then traveled across the Cangxuan Heavenly Court to search for the Green Corpse Taotie clan, and proceeded to the True Spirit Heavenly Court to pick up Dusha and the others.

Ye Xuan's expression abruptly changed, a look of profound shock and incredulity surfacing in his eyes.

Young Master Qin was far from inactive; he was merely pondering... under what circumstances could he inflict the greatest possible pain upon his opponent.

According to the markers on the dungeon map, the subterranean world of the Archaic Fierce Tomb concealed a total of nine secret chambers and one inner tomb crypt.

These past few days, she had been too busy taking care of Langlang at the hospital to pick up Feifei, so she simply enrolled her in an after-school care center to handle the pickups, drop-offs, and homework tutoring.

The wife he had married had been bedded by his own subordinate, and Ye冉 was, after all, a dignified imperial prince—a figure second only to the emperor and above tens of thousands. Hearing such a matter spoken of so casually by Kitty himself, no matter how broad-minded Ye冉 might be, his face darkened involuntarily.

After escaping the black hole, Jian ran wildly all the way, lurking near the Heavenly Eye. Without lingering long, he gritted his teeth and charged straight toward it. Suppressing the surging thunder tide within his blood, his eyes piercingly bright and his long hair dancing wildly like electricity, he readied himself for battle.

When charging out, Chu Nanchang had made preparations, adding quite a few experts to their ranks. Their speed was much slower than when they had arrived, but with Damao around, they managed to navigate the dangers safely.

Having said that, Li Keding slipped lightly out of the window, pressing his body tightly against the wall. Moving slowly eastward along the protruding ledge between the floors, he reached out until his hand grasped the outer edge of the eastern window frame, then leaned his ear close to listen outside.

Her long hair hung lazily down her back as she cast an indifferent glance at Chu Han, who was holding the unidentified object left behind by the man in black.

After sensing for a while, Chen Ye's expression grew increasingly solemn; he even began to doubt his own abilities. A moment later, surprise blossomed on his face and he finally let out a sigh of relief—at a certain spot, he had indeed detected the lingering trace of a jumping flame aura.

"However, if you think you can find me this way, you're severely underestimating me! There will come a day when you live to regret this," Li Yuan sneered inwardly, a trace of coldness flashing across his features.

Qiao Lili's pupils involuntarily dilated. No wonder Zheng Qi had insisted that the student union members make things difficult for Ji You and the others, preventing them from booking the rehearsal room.

"By then, the teleportation arrays established by the Immortal Cultivation Alliance in various garrisons will also be temporarily activated to allow cultivators who wish to attend the auction to pass through," Ning Ze stated straightforwardly, spilling all the details in one breath.

Judging by Meng Li's understanding of Fan Guoqiang, the latter must have made this decision under extreme duress. Therefore, he bore no ill will toward Fan Guoqiang; instead, he felt a sense of guilt toward him.

Ji You: "Pfft, you'd better burn high incense and pray that my mommy is an academic genius, otherwise you, Qin Sinian, can just wait to be at the bottom of the rankings."

At the Hour of Hai, the courtyard was brightly lit. Lanterns were hung everywhere—at the main gate, in the courtyard, and in every room—as everyone gathered at the main gate to wait.

Immortal Zhen did not bother looking for a stone-cutting tool. He simply held the raw stone in one palm, and an indistinct vortex of energy wrapped around it.

In the past, gathering together meant nothing more than chatting and horsing around. Occasionally, even if we had to deal with the lowest-level zombie, I still had to ask Luo Feng and Boss Yunhai for help.

An artifact spirit is indeed extraordinary. Endowed with the power of gestation, the offspring it produced weighed a full twenty catties, was able to speak and walk the moment it was born, possessed cultivation base, and had already reached the third layer of Qi Refining.

"Ever since the Imperial Absolute Sword began searching for its master, it has embarked on a path destined to yield no results," the sword spirit said.

Lifelike, as though an peerless beauty had truly materialized before his eyes, the artist possessed exceptionally profound skills.

Keke looked at Qin Zheng, then at Chen Lang, her heart seemingly torn by hesitation. In the end, however, she followed Qin Zheng's advice and closed her eyes.

That was their first attempt to open the God's Graveyard. Qin Zheng guessed that it was probably during that occasion the Liguang Sect discovered the greatest treasure of the God's Graveyard lay in those remaining ancient inheritances.

Holding onto such a comfortable thigh, he intended to enjoy it a little longer. Besides, if she agreed, things would become much simpler.

Although there were quite a few cities, they were spread too thin across the vast expanse of the Northern Luzhou Continent, consisting mostly of settlements and villages. Moreover, cultivation below the level of divinity did not require profound comprehension of the Great Dao; grasping the basic realms and profound mysteries was quite sufficient.

The Ancient Demonic Whale stood at the doorway with a hunched back. Had Mu Feng not recognized him, he would likely have been thoroughly startled.

Madam Ye was startled for a moment, then hurriedly shielded the twenty-thousand-odd yuan on her body while casting a meaningful glance at her son, signaling him to hide the lottery ticket properly.

Hu Yue wore a robe adorned with black and white fabric strips, gripped a yellow-and-white soul-guiding banner, and brandished it until it rustled loudly. Performing a bizarre dance, he chanted sacrificial lyrics at the top of his lungs.

These were a dozen heads—moreover, the heads of the Green Wolf tribe. Yet, this was not the reason their expressions changed so drastically.

Upon hearing this, the Second Elder was momentarily stunned. He hadn't even gathered clear intelligence yet, and already he was thinking of subduing the four major families?

If even the scraps possessed such allure, what kind of effects would the core meat yield?

The citizens of the Tianyun Kingdom still wanted to continue their praises, but with Anran's public confession, they could only awkwardly swallow their words back down. They certainly didn't want to speak up at this moment; if it popped up on the sky screen barrage and was seen by the emperor, he might assume they were supporting Anran in confessing her love to another man.

Even His Majesty, back when he was the Crown Prince, didn't care for this sort of thing. You fell ill the moment you entered the East Palace—what is that supposed to mean? You dislike serving me?

At this moment, Quan Yunjue walked over from behind, naturally wrapping his arm around Li Wu's shoulder and smiling as he spoke.

Qiao Wan did not understand Huo Yan's intent. Was he praising her for her initiative in coming whenever called, or was she doing a good job in refuting Fan Weiwei?

The elder leading the Songshan Sect was none other than Ding Mian, the second-ranking among the Thirteen Taibaos of Songshan and junior brother to Zuo Lengchan.