36 The Thirty-Sixth Iron Pillar

It seems that learning on the fly is the most practical approach, even if it means pulling all-nighters. At this thought, Gu Qian felt tears welling up inside—a veritable flood of them.

With the object burned to such a state, even the most skilled hairpin artisan in the entire capital would be unable to identify what it originally was. The fact that Nie Qingqing’s family could trace it under these circumstances only proves that they possess significant influence here on the mainland.

Driven by this goal, he pushed himself with almost self-abusive intensity. He completed in three years a task meant to take six! Even the old man, gazing at the hundreds of finished spiritual artifacts, felt a sense of bewilderment and pride.

The talisman was something he had acquired at a high price from elsewhere. It could confine and seal a person within a specific space, restricting them to physical movement only while suppressing the use of magic; it was specifically designed to counter avatars and earth-burrowing techniques.

Before she could even act, Xue Lingji reached out and gave Xue Rumei a violent shove. Caught off guard, Xue Rumei tumbled forward and crashed into a screen. Madam Duan, long accustomed to being bullied, could not bear to see Xue Rumei so humbled and immediately moved to help her up.

Dong Yuwei watched the scene before her in shock. Her puppet strings had never appeared like this before; they looked like charred ants, writhing and twisting in agony amidst the flames.

It was therefore possible that the promotion would bring about changes to his body, and if his body changed, his thousand years of cultivation might also undergo a transformation.

Watching Nan Lianxing before him, Wang Cheng suddenly grinned, leaned in, and forced her into a corner.

A godhead, however, is still a godhead. After devouring those two portions of pure will-power, Li Mu clearly felt his godhead grow. Perhaps it was still some distance from becoming a mid-tier godhead, but by acquiring a few more low-tier godheads, or even a single mid-tier one, he would be able to ascend to the level of a mid-tier god.

Yet, they did not believe Qiao Yu could escape their grasp today. The Viper’s marksmanship had been honed through rigorous, specialized training; he was a top-tier sniper.

More importantly, what would the literati think? Once their reputation among the scholars was ruined, would anyone in this Great Song Dynasty, in this entire world, dare to employ them?

Jun Changsheng was struck with horror. He wanted to send a message to the Immortal Alliance, but the Heaven-Confusing Banner overhead blocked the sky, causing his messaging paper talismans to be swallowed and pulverized by the black clouds before they could even fly away.

Now that the Pill Island had been hollowed out, it naturally needed to be replenished. Cheng Tong twitched his brows, his internal abacus clicking with shrewd calculations.

Half a joss stick later, the Sky-Evolution Array flags spun frantically in mid-air; Cangshan had entered the final formation. Su Hanjin felt a surge of tension, gripping the Heaven-Veiling Sword. With spiritual energy channeled into the blade, she stood ready at any moment to unleash a sky-shattering strike.

Watching Lin Feng teleporting continuously ahead, Jiang Shanyue’s intent to kill grew stronger, as did his assessment of the threat Lin Feng posed. If such a figure were to stir up chaos on the Falling Moon Continent, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the Four Great Families.

As soon as Lu Xiaoyao steadied himself, he heard the sharp, whistling sound of two arrows flying toward him. He grabbed two roof tiles and, without looking back, hurled them out, actually knocking the incoming arrows out of the air.

Once the countless water arrows that had previously shrouded him were swept by the light waves, they were drawn in like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, rushing toward the mouth of the water pot. Furthermore, the light wave extended outward like a long ribbon, binding the water dragon that was dancing in the air and dragging it into the pot.

He opened his eyes abruptly to see three faces, bathed in the golden light of the sunset—three unfamiliar, masculine faces.

If Xiaoyao was the one chosen by the Way of Myriad Wonders, then the person who had arrived was one chosen by darkness.

With jet-black, shiny, cropped hair, fair skin, and a slightly tight-fitting suit that perfectly showcased his physique, his clean-cut, fair face exuded a sharp, cold intensity.

He was a special unit, much like the Dancer. They were called "special" because both could eventually advance into a powerful third-tier unit: the Star Official.

If Qin Mu used this son to stir up trouble outside again, Qin Shu had to make her stance clear first. Otherwise, she would be unable to bear the ensuing consequences. Her safety and Qin Mu’s were, in fact, still in Rong Xun’s hands. If they behaved themselves, she would remain the Empress, and Qin Mu could continue to live his comfortable life.

"Fine, if there is no more exorcism water, I will send you a message," Yu Dou said with a smile, despite the vitriol in his heart.

A crisp, melodious sound of metal clashing rang out. Though soft, it was remarkably distinct amidst the chaotic noise of screeching bats and flapping wings, like a strand of Buddhist chanting drifting through purgatory, instantly suppressing all other sounds and leaving only a lingering, melodic echo.

Yun Caiwei kept her eyes tightly shut for a long while. "Why am I still alive?" She slowly opened her eyes to see the old man collapsed on the ground for some reason, clutching his chest, his mouth full of blood.

Some fruits that were usually picky about their environment were piled together, exuding a fresh, unique fragrance; one could tell by their appearance that they were surely more delicious than anything bought at a market.

The others didn't even look at her, all gathered around the two babies, joyfully teasing and playing with them.

He tried hard to control his balance, but intense pain followed, and mouthfuls of blood surged uncontrollably from his throat as his body collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Damn it! I won't give them any time! Attack!" At these words, the Demon King Posun’s expression changed. He stopped wasting his breath, let out a roar, and charged forward himself.

Yuzi bowed gracefully to him and replied honestly, "Ji deceived me with lies; I dared not face you or the other gentlemen." As she spoke, she knelt meekly by his side.

After lunch, Hong Tu took Xia Zhi’jie to his practice room. Hong Tu was now preparing to have Xia Zhijie take the Foundation Establishment Pill. It was Hong Tu’s first time overseeing someone taking the pill, and worried about potential accidents, he remained by Xia Zhijie’s side the entire time, watching over him.

If he hadn't known that the Development Department had been looking for him, it would be one thing, but it wasn't his style to pretend ignorance once he knew someone was seeking him out.

"I see you truly don't want your arm anymore? If you don't want it, just say so, and I’ll be happy to do you that favor." Before Old Man Lin could reply, the old woman in the bamboo hat nearby could no longer contain herself. She immediately flung away Gu Xuanzi’s arm, staring at him with a face full of fury.