As soon as Jiao Jue Luo finished speaking, she realized why Jun Yan had that expression on his face.

But everyone on the transcendent path clearly felt that the misty vortex had not disappeared; instead, it was hidden away.

In the distance, Chen Hao, who was leaving, suddenly turned around to look at the spot where the chubby man was, narrowing his eyes.

Ji Ling Sheng also understood that this was equivalent to asking a pointless question. Watching his stern master’s silent demeanor, Ji Ling Sheng couldn’t help but sigh quietly; every family has its own difficulties.

Finally, after another fierce assault, Phileas didn’t continue his attack as usual. Instead, he swayed slightly, as if experiencing a sudden dizziness.

This required immense skill, a precise plan, great wisdom, and patience.

Li Mo didn’t explain much to Nie Fei, merely mentioning that he knew the boss in the Demon King City and their relationship was quite good.

Just like how Kun Jun desired to transcend. Kun Jun and Hei Huang were stationed at the alien battlefield and the Demon Realm; that was their duty. Since the Divine Land had fallen, they had nowhere to stay. But breaking through to the third heaven of the world realm was a personal matter for them.

Ji Ling Sheng’s face was filled with anger. Without hesitation, he snatched the fallen machete from beside the big-bearded man, flipped the blade, and brought the heavy back of the blade down on the big-bearded man’s head.

Su Han observed coldly, feeling amused. Did these people not inquire about the current situation? Old Tang’s friends had already reached the level of Qi transformation, and Old Tang would soon enter this level too. They hadn’t even mastered dark energy yet and still wanted to climb the ranks?

After waiting for a long time with no response, Yi Yun felt a bit dazed. Wasn’t it said that as long as he spoke up, it would be fine? He tried calling out a few more times, but the central light column remained unresponsive, only Yi Yun’s voice echoed throughout the Reincarnation Square.

In the 19th century, tuberculosis was dubbed the "number one killer of mankind," with one out of every seven deaths attributed to it. Tuberculosis used to be a more terrifying infectious disease than smallpox or cholera.

In the wild mountains and dense forests, it was very difficult to find clues, akin to finding a needle in a haystack. The guards following her were also among those who had scouted beforehand; having them around provided a better chance than having no one at all.

Nan Yufeng initially thought the outcome was uncertain, but once the opponent made their move, he realized he didn’t need to step in anymore—the other party was indeed stronger than him, and he could only pick up the scraps.

“Is it not because I’m afraid you’ll reject me? Here’s the deal: once I disband the guild, I’ll let anyone who wants to join you consider it. How about it, Senior Sister Zuo? Is my sincerity enough?” Feng Xi playfully blinked.

Zhao Di was not one to enjoy getting her hands dirty, but wasn’t there a pastry shop next to the inn? Even the baking house, which made snacks, worked alongside the inn's kitchen to help out with the central oven. Since she loved making snacks and enjoyed discussing things with her classmate, Dou Dan, it was only natural for him to consult Aunt Xia.

Were the people from the Liuyun Sword Sect cultivating a successor or plotting something hidden?

Apart from money, Yang Tianlong didn’t know what else he could use to exchange for his life. Having reached this point, he could only comply with whatever they said; as long as he could keep his life, everything else could be negotiated later.

After speaking, she left. Dongfang Yong coldly snorted at Zhang Xiao, then made arrangements with Xu Lun to visit his home after getting off the plane and left.

Shen Ninghua ignored him, using all her strength to pry his hand open, reaching to grab the broken golden needle and forcefully stabbing it into her fingertip. The sharp pain jolted her senses back to clarity.

“Old man, don’t you seem worried?” Lang Xingtian felt that Tang Shilong was quite calm, showing no signs of concern.

Ouyang Yun was quite excited, having climbed from the first floor to the ninth, and she kept laughing and chattering away, seemingly not caring whether Lin Yan was listening, clearly overjoyed.

Yao Zixuan, sitting nearby and drinking water, shot a disdainful glance at Nangong Zhao'an. Was this guy addicted to pretending to be sick?

The disciples of the Tianmen Sect would accept orders to descend to the lower realms to kill foreign tribes, reducing the number of experts with ulterior motives.

She had already called the police earlier, and before they arrived, she would absolutely not let Lin Yan leave.

“I said, Doctor Qin, you’re the top physician at Yuexiuwan Hospital, and you fell for it?” Tang Shaoyan rolled over and got up, laughing heartily at Qin Xiuzhu.

Instantly, shouts erupted into the air. Bai Li Qingcang gripped his sword tightly, and memories surged in his heart. His father had once told him that he could conquer territories but found it hard to maintain peace and stability. Looking back now, his father’s assessment was indeed not wrong.

Nangong Zhao'an followed behind Yun Bing, observing her astonished expression. It didn’t seem particularly remarkable; it was hardly bigger than the firewood room at the Wang residence.

Ignoring the chaos around her, Nalan picked up the cup, habitually reaching for it, only to realize that Wan'er had gone to make tea and hadn’t brought it over yet, leaving her to silently watch.

Tang San smiled and turned away, facing away from Bibi Dong, sighing inwardly. It was about time to leave, but for Bibi Dong behind him, decades of waiting was a kind of cruelty.

Aunt Zhu looked at me, then at my mother, finally realizing she was disliked and had to leave with her tail between her legs. Before she left, she sneakily took three eggs while I was not paying attention, and I only realized the count was off when I stored the eggs in the jar.

If it were parasitic worms, then the fact that Fu Xu had slept for so many years without any changes to her body’s bone age would explain everything.

"That's wonderful..." Tang Hao cried tears of joy, thinking he would never see A Yin again in this life, but unexpectedly his son gave him a surprise.

Qin Su’s car stopped at the end of the alley. As they stopped, someone across the street splashed a basin of water, the color of which was hard to describe.

In the dim bar, Lang Mu was playing with his glass, and sitting across from him was a tall man.

But thinking about his injured hand and seeing the other person’s disgusting appearance, he reconsidered and thought better of it.

Ah, Li Er felt that his luck was truly explosive. How could everything just come as he said it would?

Without hesitation, he went to the room but was quickly thrown out, his face still showing disbelief.

"Well, it seems Ying'er won't fight with me anymore, so I'll teach her," Bai Ling sighed and smiled.