"You were the one who said you wanted me to come home."

Although the Fourth Elder chose self-detonation, no death aura emerged, and judging by other signs, it was not a genuine death.

Then, his skin-and-bones body crawled out from the trash can, his ferocious face contorted with intense agony.

The entity revealed its silhouette—none other than a black woven bag. At this moment, even more arms were stretching out from the zipper.

He never expected that fifteen years ago, a mighty cultivator at the Integration Stage would notice his latent talent and abruptly take him on as a disciple.

The towering, awe-inspiring worship he once held for his father completely vanished tonight, leaving not a shred behind. To put it accurately, apart from the blood flowing in his veins, there was no other emotional bond whatsoever.

Hu Minghui stepped forward and pushed the chair aside, revealing only a single hand inside. When he picked it up, it turned out to be merely a model. Annoyed, Hu Minghui casually tossed it away.

He roared in excruciating agony, feeling as though a red-hot steel needle had been plunged into his mind, churning wildly inside.

Lin Beichen's eyelids twitched involuntarily. This chubby fellow certainly knew how to make a fuss, storing nothing more than such a trivial trinket inside his Human-grade intermediate ring-shaped spatial magic tool.

He stepped forward and brought the medicine bowl to Mo Yanyu's lips, but she stubbornly kept her mouth shut. Forcing it might injure her, and without resorting to some harsh measures, there was simply no subduing her.

Peng Li halted mid-air, turned to look at the blood-stained sea in the distance, and for the first time experienced the ruthless cruelty of the Journey to the West world.

This only heightened Bai Chuan's delight, making him eager to indulge in a second round of intimacy. However, before he could pester his wife, he was rudely tossed out by Bai Yao.

Seeing that his appearance elicited not the slightest reaction from her—treating him just like a stranger—the boy's previously nervous and fluttering heart finally calmed down a little.

"You just said you didn't know me, and now you count as knowing me? You liar!" Having said that, Bai Yu had no desire to pay any more attention to Bai Ting and turned to leave.

Gao Fugui was thoroughly provoked. With a wave of his hand, his surrounding subordinates swarmed forward to encircle Wen Yiren.

Song Yan froze for a moment, then immediately took it. Upon catching sight of the words written on it, she was struck with a jolt of shock.

Especially feeling that Sheng Kai at this moment was like a devil possessed, utterly devoid of human nature, Gu Ziling could only prop herself up on the ground and sob in a low voice, for she now truly understood the meaning of terror.

Yet Zhan Zhao still felt a lingering trace of unease. After a moment of thought, he retrieved the Seven-Star Cold Jade Flute from his robe and handed it to Ziyin.

"You are right. Stay true to oneself; wealth cannot corrupt, poverty cannot sway, and power cannot bend," Lin Mu'an murmured to himself.

Although Wu Gui was at the Life Wheel realm, his innate bone structure was mediocre, making martial arts practice far more difficult for him than for others. He was also more prone to hidden injuries, naturally requiring a greater quantity of Bone-Tempering Pills.

"What? Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of company she has been keeping," Miao Shaofu said as he strode toward the outer door.

"Who? Who is it! Exposing old Sun's shortcomings?" The dozing Sun Wukong suddenly snapped awake and looked around in all directions.

Limping back to her bedroom, Chunzhi brought out some healing ointment for Si Nanzhi. Si Nanzhi had to bite down on a towel to keep herself from crying out in pain.

I replied calmly, and Song Wanin said nothing more, merely resting her chin in her hands and watching me drink spoonful by spoonful.

Ye Qingyun suddenly gave birth to a Chaotic Sword Body, generating a powerful surge of chaotic sword qi that filled his entire body.

A Quasi-Sage is a priceless treasure to the Western Teachings nowadays. The last tribulation forced the Western Teachings to bare all their trump cards; is it possible that they won't fight for a final resolution in this current tribulation?

Since the Master of Tongtian had spoken, Ancestor Minghe could not afford to refuse him face, nor could he afford to make any exorbitant demands. In a way, this was also lending a helping hand to the Dragon Clan.

As a city bordering the frontiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, commerce here flourished incessantly, and the population exceeded one million.

This sensation brought a slight sting, causing Qin Qiu to knit her brows. Just as she was about to speak, she discovered that she had materialized at the foot of a mountain.

After recording Wei Dachen's phone number and then Li Jun's, Xue Hai prepared to leave.

Emperor Jintai would never agree to let Lin Chen keep the armor and weapons. Soldiers equipped with armor and soldiers without armor posed threats in entirely different leagues.

Content: Noir sent me a private message today, complaining about how terribly difficult it is to learn ancient Harkanian. I replied that I found it manageable, and I just hope he doesn't come asking me for help. Anyway, at least I have someone to keep me company in misery now.

Listening to Lin Yi's abusive language, Wu Muer, naturally unruly and rebellious, still glared and reprimanded Lin Yi despite the sword pressed against her neck.

Everyone in the imperial court swayed with the wind. Once the Empress fell, those old foxes in court would realize that the Jiang family had a higher chance of winning and would undoubtedly abandon the Li family without hesitation to defect to the enemy camp.

My father was probably scared out of his wits and readily agreed, so all the craftsmen were paid double wages. As for that snake, to prevent it from returning, these men temporarily halted their work. They searched the surroundings to ensure the snake was truly gone before finally setting their minds at ease.

"What are you playing at? Don't think I don't know the wicked schemes brewing in your belly!" Liu Yu froze. Could this fellow be setting a trap?

Several voices rang out. Come to think of it, although it was a minor, uninfluential family, they were still absolute overlords around here; someone naturally had to provide close personal protection.

"I dare not accept Madam's gratitude. In truth, even without this incident, the Imperial Son-in-law would still have been cast out of the clan. After all, we could never allow an illegitimate child to enter the formal hall, let alone acknowledge a mistress as a stepmother," Yao Xinluo sighed.

"Go take a bath first; I'll fetch you a change of clothes." Taking advantage of his unguarded moment, she swiftly stripped off his outer robe and trousers.

Anyway, she had already obtained the evidence she wanted. If he thought the worst of her, it would at least spare them any entanglements in the future.

"Choose the environment for our upcoming duel," Ray replied flatly. Perhaps displeased by the skepticism Elendis had just displayed toward ancient Harkanian technology, his tone lacked any warmth.

With that, Qin Shi carried the remaining dishes off the table and placed them in the dining room. Seeing Su Fuyue busy toiling away with beads of sweat on her brow, he picked up a tissue and gently wiped the perspiration from her face, his phoenix eyes brimming with warmth.

Although this power of reincarnation still fell short of the Asura Reincarnation Power in sheer destructiveness, it was at least five times stronger than the preceding Human Path Reincarnation Power.