Volume 1, Chapter 65: Are You Crazy?

Seeing this reply, Gu Yuansheng's lips curled up wildly, and his articulate fingers danced across the keyboard.

The competition proceeded smoothly with a modest audience. Aside from the Emperor of Liang and his ministers, the attendees consisted only of the relatives and guards who had accompanied the contestants.

Bai Yisheng brought her makeup kit to Guan Linlin’s station. True to her promise, Guan Linlin snapped a photo of Bai Yisheng applying makeup for her and posted it on Weibo.

Of course, Shao Zhiyong did not bother to convey those words. In his view, as long as Qin Qing was willing to lend a hand, he couldn't care less whether she was courting her own doom; even if she were, it was entirely her own choice and had nothing to do with him.

If Yan Luan guessed correctly, there were two paths lying before those people. The first was to race ahead of them and immediately return to have that spatial ability user instantly advance him to the tenth tier according to their original plan.

"..." Qiao Yirou had no idea what kind of indoctrination those two matrons had received to utter such earth-shattering nonsense.

Some people turned their heads away, pretending not to see his pleading look, while others openly wore mocking smiles.

With an air density like this, if anyone were to survive here for a week, the human body would rapidly mutate, leading to death in less than a week.

"I also packed some snacks I made for you and sent them along. Take good care of yourself over there. We..." she choked up as she spoke.

The forest was pitch black and nothing could be seen; only the pattering sound of rain rustling through the tree leaves could be heard as it began to rain.

Flag-banner magical treasures belonged to a rather special category of magical treasures, combining the offensive power and portability of magical treasures with the might and uncanniness of formations.

Because he could tell that Situ Huiying was also a cultivator from the immortal sects, and her Qi Condensation realm cultivation was not even worth mentioning compared to a Golden Core cultivator—she was nothing more than an ant.

She let out a few whimpers, finding it too cruel to watch. Amitabha, let's hope you don't turn into a pig in your next life; be a human instead.

Meanwhile, on the Holy Mountain, two venerable-level hall masters gathered together. They had also received news regarding the Wang and Chen clans. These two tribes usually provided them with a substantial amount of tribute, and now that they had been wiped out, their pride was naturally deeply bruised.

With a gentle swipe of its razor-sharp claws, an eight-tier beast-soldier-grade Bronze-Skinned Rhinoceros was torn apart and sliced into several pieces.

The young man's gaze turned icy, and with a single punch, "Bang!" The demonic beast lunged at him was torn completely to pieces before it even had time to emit a scream.

The ancestor of the Chen clan was merely an early-stage mighty figure; what could he possibly do even if he launched a desperate counterattack before dying? Furthermore, the fact that he was using fire-based attacks made it even more of a joke.

Before joining the Spear Dominates the Firmament Club, she and her friends had only dared to hope for joining one of the four heavenly-king-level clubs. The Huben and Dashen clubs were beyond their wildest dreams, as joining those two clubs was simply impossible.

Zhu Si smiled as he unfolded Su Pei's palm, counting her five slender fingers, and said with a straight face, "Since there are six extraordinary stratagems, you only named five." Su Pei replied, "Perhaps even Chen Ping was reticent about his sixth stratagem."

Yang Tian suddenly discovered that comprehending these emotions actually caused an unprecedented ripple in his soul, as if his spirit had been infected and purified—it was utterly profound and mysterious.

Meanwhile, the old man's face turned a pale shade of green, his left hand clenched tightly into a fist while his right hand clutched his chest, his mouth wide open as he struggled to breathe.

Today, the sky was clear and bright. The warm sunlight shone down, making one feel cozy and relaxed. There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and birds perched on tree branches chirped merrily, as if they were singing a cheerful tune.

Valloren acknowledged the order. Through these past few days of getting along, he knew these people possessed the ability to turn seawater into fresh water. Therefore, aside from serving as laborers, they had also been tasked with fetching water over the past few days.

The Yun family might not care about one or ten yuan, but what if they knew this was a hundred catties of gold?

"Zombies? I didn't take them seriously at all. Ronald, we'll set off shortly!" Lin Xiaolei's expression was dead serious.

"Who is disturbing someone's peaceful sleep this early in the morning?" Quan Shengnan muttered with sleepy eyes. Rurui, who had woken up long ago and had been lying beside the pillow secretly watching her, giggled upon hearing this.

A sharp, tearing pain suddenly surged through Ah Xin's arms. Unable to bear the excruciating agony, he let out a miserable scream and collapsed onto the ground, rolling around frantically.

The first ancient emperor of the Xuanyuan clan was shrouded in a mysterious aura; rumor had it that he was transformed from a true dragon, while other rumors claimed he was merely a mortal with a miraculous constitution.

"It's very safe here right now. I'll find a way to send you back," Peng Haoming said to the panic-stricken Angel.

Only Quan Shengnan could see Chang Kaixiao. Although she couldn't see her, she still wanted to know when Chang Kaixiao would go to be reincarnated.

Ten days later, Ye Zhan took a winding path and finally, following the map, arrived at the destination the caravan had originally intended to reach: Pine Forest Town.

The fire vortex vanished, and the remaining Zola hornets immediately fled, not daring to linger here for a moment.

At that moment, the dust-covered television in Tao Mingliang's living room suddenly came to life as if imbued with a spirit, emitting a static hiss before the screen slowly lit up.