Volume One, Chapter 46: Yao Zhihan, Head of the Intelligence Division of the Ghost-Slaying Bureau

"Innate stage?" Yang Ye murmured softly, letting his opponent execute the upcoming profound technique. With his current strength, aside from powerhouses in the Body Molding realm, ordinary Innate experts posed no threat to him whatsoever.

The battles in the Seventh Battlefield were essentially fought to contend for a resource—a resource that could drive humans and demons to ascend to the rank of Super Star Lords. Records showed that this resource was called Source Crystal, a radioactive substance that would cause death upon contact for ordinary people, yet it was indeed an exceptional cultivation resource for Star Lords.

"Isn't it a bit too late to realize that now!" The cold voice of a Blood Hall disciple suddenly came from right behind Zhao Dongji, sounding extremely close, as if pressed directly against his back.

The person who opened the door was Yan Jiu. Her entire forehead was covered in sweat, and her complexion was somewhat pale, yet the faint smile on her face immediately put An Feng's mind at ease.

Naturally, they had no idea that after undergoing the body-tempering of the Dragon Saliva Foundation Establishment Liquid, You Kuang's physical strength had long since become comparable to magical beasts of the same tier.

Grasping the ancient scabbard, Yang Ye did not halt his momentum. Profound Qi instantly surged into the scabbard, and then he slashed fiercely toward Yuan Ye, who was trapped within the wind vortex. Immediately, a gigantic energy sword several zhang in size flashed forth and violently crashed into the massive wind vortex.

"Sect Master, if turmoil is soon to break out within the Great Qin Empire, won't Xia Yang's trip become even more dangerous!" Upon hearing Shen Wanxiong's words, Elder Feng Tian's heart sank instantly. Thinking of Xia Yang going off alone at such a time to search for his master's whereabouts filled Elder Feng Tian with worry.

With a crisp crack, that purple flying sword slashed directly into the palms of the Gigantic Vajra Bear. This sword strike was executed with Jun Jianxing's full strength, and a stream of fresh blood immediately gushed from the beast's palms.

Du Ziping released his nine natal sword radiances within his body, and then operated the Dragon-Slaying Art to project the sword elemental essence, fusing the five-metal primordial Qi together. Knowing this was a task requiring persistent, grinding effort, he did not mind the passage of time, devoting himself wholeheartedly to blending the five-metal primordial Qi into both the sword elemental essence and his natal sword radiances.

Lin Banruo remained as icy and untroubled as ever, merely watching quietly. Others might not have known, but she was well aware that Zhao Jiuge was a mere mortal just a few years ago. Reaching such a realm of cultivation in merely a few short years was already quite remarkable, especially considering how many years they themselves had spent training.

Xiao Yuyin breathed a slight sigh of relief; fortunately, she hadn't been discovered. But the moment she turned her head, she froze in place, her pupils constricting. Staring at the crawling creature before her with ink-jade-like eyes, she thought to herself that things looked bad.

What surprised Nian Cui even more was that her master went into closed-door seclusion for frantic cultivation the moment she returned, day and night without rest. Sometimes, a single sitting with closed eyes would last for several years. Nian Cui could only stay guard without moving an inch, running anxiously to the Demon King to demand pills whenever they ran out. And the Demon King was truly generous, giving whatever was asked for, and always providing the absolute best.

"Hmph!" He originally hadn't intended to make a sound, but in the end, he still couldn't help letting out a cold huff.

Ye Chenyi's face was full of smug triumph as he curved the corners of his lips and smiled, "I just knew uncle was the best to me!" Having said that, he actually stood on tiptoes and kissed Zhao Siqi at the corner of his lips.

Ye Zifan gritted his teeth and extended his palm. A flash of silver light cut across his eyes, and before he could even register Xiao Chengwei's movement, a cut had already appeared on his wrist.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yun had already captured Yexian. The two cities were less than fifty li apart, acting as a mutual support that severed the main roads between Nanyang and Runan. Conquering Nanyang next would become much easier as a result.

Her gaze flashed brightly as she swiftly drew the sword hilt. Executing a perfectly elegant spin, her body leaned slightly backward, and with a toss of her left hand, her index and middle fingers instantly merged together. Holding the sword in her right hand, she began a sword dance with striking posture.

She looked thoroughly angry, yet somehow, driven by an unknown impulse, An Xu gave Chen Han a radiant smile before swiftly shifting her gaze away.

However, when dealing with conditions like diabetes and heart disease, attempting to lose weight using medication was utterly impossible; those diet pills would only deteriorate one's physical health further.

Yet today's events left the common folk of Chang'an somewhat bewildered. Looking at the scholars running about on the streets, passing the news to one another as if injected with adrenaline and seemingly brought back to life, everyone was left with a head full of question marks.

These were extremely harsh words, forcing Yinzhen, who had been racking his brains over how to reply, to swallow back the retort he had just prepared.

Wei Weiyi knew it was impossible to explain things clearly to Doctor Zhou, a machine who only obeyed Duan Xuchu's orders. She simply chose silence, letting Tang Junheng support her as she sat up from the bed.

The big guy was also deeply disapproving. Damn it, I just learned a bit of karate and suddenly I'm a national traitor? Do you dare guarantee you've never used electronic products from island nations? Have you never ridden in an island-nation car?

"Uh... forgot to mention. I meant two thousand US dollars!" Chen Fei spread his hands with a feigned look of helplessness.

Donggo Miaoyi pretended not to hear, her mind occupied with thoughts of visiting the Youqing Palace. Their main purpose in going to the Youqing Palace was to pay respects to the various princes and their primary wives.

Upon seeing her most trusted personal maid, Nian Sheng finally stemmed her tears, only for them to instantly well up again, aching Gua Chan's heart with sympathy.

Rukawa Kaede, despite being injured and unable to take the court, still wore an expression of intense excitement, acting as though he were the one about to step onto the floor.

"What?" Su Luoyun raised her head, opening her eyes wide as she stared at him, the meaning in her gaze self-evident: Are you out of your mind?

On this side, Qi Hui led Jian Feng over the wall of the Jian estate, slipping into the inner courtyard without a sound. The situation inside the manor was somewhat better than they had imagined; the heavily guarded forces were deployed only outside the main gates, while everything inside remained as it was. The moment Jian Feng entered his home, he navigated with practiced familiarity, leading Qi Hui straight toward Old Marquis Jian's quarters instead.