Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Scroll of a Hundred Beauties

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"Nonsense! What difference does it make if you say all that? Tu Ying and I both made it through, so why is he just lying there like a log? Elder Zhuang, you must find a way to wake him up, no matter what!" Luo Shang shouted.

The Green-Toothed Elephant stood there drinking water quietly, completely unaware of the danger behind it. A moment later, it finished drinking, tilted its trunk toward the sky, and let out a massive sneeze.

"Brother Fei, have you mastered the Savage Bull Horn Thrust?" Qian Ruonan asked in disbelief. Mu Zifei smiled and nodded.

After leaving Zhao Mahua's laboratory, his master did not take him anywhere else but instead boarded the capsule subway and returned directly to the cemetery.

The Great Serpent? Isn't that a mythical figure from Japanese legend? To use a myth as a name—one can only imagine how terrifying this person must be.

Lin Yong stood exactly where he was, roaring at the sky; his thunderous howl echoed for miles. He waited anxiously as he roared, not knowing if he would encounter Fei Jin or another wave of the beast tide.

Cold sweat beaded on Xintian's forehead. Although he knew deep down that these were merely illusions, the scene before him was so incredibly realistic that he began to doubt his own resolve.

Gazing at the sparse and desolate scenery along the riverbanks and filtering the murky, filthy lake water, Lin Yong felt a profound sorrow. If China truly had a mother, he was now in her embrace! And if one word were needed to describe the mother's withered, merciful face, Lin Yong could only use: foul and scarred.

"It is nothing. The Wine Emperor and the others gave their lives for us; shouldn't we do something about the crisis facing the Immortal Realm?" Liuyun shook his head solemnly, his eyes fixed on the distance. At the edge of the horizon, a cluster of black dots seemed to have appeared.

Amidst flames and explosions, the suspension bridge was blown to pieces. The head of the iron-tower giant, who had just been brimming with indomitable spirit, was struck by a splintered wooden plank, and he collapsed to the ground, his fate unknown.

Valen looked on in despair at the skeletal warriors continuing to multiply below. In the distance, the silhouettes of liches appeared, and further still, amidst the thick smoke and firelight, massive shadows flickered.

In an instant, Xiao Yi seemed to see many things clearly. The eyes that had been brimming with hot tears regained a touch of clarity.

The standard training was devoid of anything new. Gao Chuan sat on the sidelines yawning, but despite his drowsiness, he watched the entire session quietly.

"By the way, wifey Bingyue, what brings you here?" Wang Shao asked. As for Xia Bingyue's request that he stop calling her "wifey," it was clearly something Wang Shao did not take to heart.

Mother Gao and Gao Chuan had gone to a nearby supermarket to buy plenty of ingredients, intending to cook a proper Chinese meal to treat Rossi, who had been running errands for them all day.

That night, Lin Su did not leave. He did not stay with Kuang Zhishan, but rather with Wu Youbi.

Holy Emperor Iristia paid no mind to the expressions of the council members beside her; she was preoccupied with her own thoughts.

Ji Qianchen raised both hands, and translucent fluorescent light emanated from them. The Great Priestess and the Lesser Priestess also launched their attacks.

"Thank you! Well said—here, have one." I couldn't help but laugh as I heard this, and the relatives present laughed and applauded.

She had thought he was just talking and hadn't taken it seriously. Now, seeing Jing Moxian's demeanor, it was clear he really intended to go with her. Ji Xiao suddenly hesitated. Ji Lingling didn't know she had remarried; how was she supposed to explain it then?

The second-hand Polo sat among a row of mid-range cars, looking particularly out of place. Before she could even get out of the car, the rain began to pour, transforming the world in an instant.

As he spoke, Zhou Zhihai signaled to Zhou Zhishan with his eyes, then let out a fierce roar and launched a sudden attack on Yi Ling.

He was a rogue cloaked in the guise of a gentleman, but he would not easily shed that gentlemanly skin. He did not force the issue, likely just teasing me, and in the end, following my refusal, he entered his own room.

Throughout the late period in the Northwest, had those foreign invaders not appeared, this Dayan Mangbojie would undoubtedly have been the person everyone most wanted to eliminate.

Just as Xuanyuan Hao was about to look away, the person on the bed trembled slightly, and under his intense gaze, opened their eyes. They looked at everything before them blankly, their eyes filled with uncertainty.

Stephanie stared with effort at the man before her—handsome, easygoing, and charismatic, as dazzling as the sun and just as impossible for her to fathom. She didn't know what mindset to adopt to face him, and she couldn't even grasp the true meaning behind his words.

Ge Xian wanted to return it exactly as it was. Xiao Yu could not say a word in opposition, but if Pu Xue were still here, she would surely be heartbroken.

"It is nothing, just some disheartening news." The Duke shrugged, offering no further explanation, and took a deep drink from the glass in his hand.

But this time, the two children not only survived, but because of their prolonged illness, they developed another condition: epilepsy. In the midst of their nearly frenzied seizures, instead of collapsing and foaming at the mouth, they gained a strange mobility.

The most famous of these was the Yellow Springs Heaven-Locking Array mentioned by Xiao Jinpeng—a bloody formation that used living beings as nourishment. The Ghost Mother had personally used it to slaughter multiple immortal cultivation sects.

At this moment, she was different from her usual self. Her eyes burned with a fighting spirit, and her face held an unprovoked air of authority. Her entire body radiated a majestic and domineering aura, as if an ancient beast had been resurrected and was baring its sharp fangs at everyone present.