Chapter 52

Seeing Li Mingqiu like this, the expression on Father Zheng's face improved considerably. At least he stopped calling him an old geezer, didn't he?

"Just now?" Pig Nine-Sister thought for a moment, and with a sudden flash of inspiration, her appearance shifted back to what it had been a moment ago.

Tang Monk gained a faint realization: the path of fetching the scriptures was not so easy to traverse after all. One had to truly take it step by step, fighting and charging through with real blades and genuine combat, advancing straight toward the ultimate destination along the established route rather than relying on wishful thinking or shortcuts.

"Is that so? Even you, the most powerful of all, are destined to vanish." Even as a shadow, one could sense the profound sorrow and grief in his words.

Of course, this was merely an illusion on his part. The Buddha Tathagata could easily suppress Sun Wukong, so he was undoubtedly peerlessly powerful and invincible.

If you were to walk closer and take a look, you would discover that Meng Tianfang's loyal retainers had long since been shocked out of their wits, their entire bodies stiff and unable to move an inch.

This method was quite simple: allow the viewers to propose a trade, stating the estimated value in spirit stones for what they had witnessed. As long as Shang Jingxing agreed to the transaction, he would learn the exact valuation; if he disagreed, they would not get to see it.

Some matters were not suitable to be discussed in public, so Liu Qingshan merely offered a brief explanation before sitting down to eat. In truth, even now, he did not quite understand. It seemed as though not much time had passed after entering the ninth tier of the Dragon Blood Pool, yet how was it that after a bout of lingering intimacy, three whole days had already elapsed upon emerging?

Could this unremarkable fellow, looking as rustic as a country bumpkin, be here just for kicks and planning to dine and dash?

However, one could hardly blame them. Although the affair between Li Mingqiu and Kim Taeyeon had spread like wildfire across South Korea, in neighboring China, apart from a few of Kim Taeyeon's devoted fans, the rest of the populace had no idea that she had taken a boyfriend.

Watching the infant tank dancing around with uncontainable excitement, the lofty, sophisticated image of tanks previously held in Wang Zhen's mind instantly collapsed.

One container held eight pills while the other held four. Lu Tian did not keep any for himself; after all, he had no use for them at present, and if anyone else needed them, he could simply refine more.

He hurled a fierce punch forward to meet the incoming force. "Boom!" The might of immortal essence instantly erupted, and the powerful shockwave caused the entire stone chamber to tremble violently.

At this moment, a few of Liu An's preceding shows had not yet come up, so he could still squeeze in a game of League of Legends.

"Roar, roar..." Eight heaven-shaking and earth-shattering dragon roars resounded. Following closely, eighteen five-clawed true dragons, appearing as though cast from solid gold, materialized out of thin air. With bared fangs and brandished claws, they tore through the void, staining the entire heaven and earth a brilliant golden hue.

The formidable power of the immortal essence burst forth, whipping up a fierce whirlwind in front of him. Smoke and dust billowed, shrouding the surroundings in a haze.

Therefore, Wang Zhen temporarily altered his plan. He chose not to summon those powerful heroes, nor did he rush to display the full scope of League of Legends here. Instead, he left only Ashe, the Frost Archer, using her to deal with Baimo, who was lurking in the shadows.

With a clear ring of a sword, the opposing guard thrust forward without the slightest courtesy, clearly having been instructed beforehand.

Meanwhile, platforms such as Candy Live, Milk Tooth Live, Prawn Live, and numerous other streaming platforms across the broadcasting industry...

He stopped putting on airs. If these pills were truly refined by Jiang Feng, then the depth of this person's proficiency in the Dao of Alchemy was simply unfathomable.

Before the auction had officially commenced, groups of cultivators sat in threes and fours around the tables, sipping fragrant tea and chatting casually back and forth.

"I never expected that Senior Uncle He Ji would be the one sent this time," Gu Fengyu said leisurely after True Monarch He Ji departed.

"Today's events are bound to spread like wildfire. It seems we won't be able to go out. Oh well, you should all go cultivate as well," Zhou Lei said leisurely after a long while.

"Bang!" Finally, Wang Hu shattered that cluster of Samadhi True Fire with a single punch. However, nearly a third of the malevolent Qi within his body was consumed in the process, which gave him a great shock. He was certain that a few years ago, when he first visited Mount Xiniu, Red Boy's Samadhi True Fire was definitely not this formidable!

"You..." Knowing one's own situation best, Yi Jianfeng had his own reasons for wanting to teleport away. At this moment, facing the other's threatening words, he truly found himself at a loss and could only let the other party stay within the formation. Without making a fuss, he simply stared at every move of his opponent with a face full of vigilance.

At Wang Hu's blatantly threatening words, the sound of a teacup crashing to the ground suddenly rang out from inside the room. Evidently, the person within had been badly frightened by Wang Hu.

"It's not rebuilding from scratch, but merely repairing the Xu Embankment. Furthermore, this Xu Embankment is meant to bring welfare to the people of Ruolan County; I just wonder if we can raise sufficient funds for it," He Jingheng said, stroking his chin in deep thought.

In other words, even if your strength, state of mind, and soul power were all up to par, if your life potential and fortuitous destiny were relatively inferior, you would still be eliminated.

Who could have anticipated that Mo Fei not only remembered him, but even recalled his name without error? This filled him with excitement and thrill, prompting him to cast a smug, triumphant glance at several of his peers nearby who had been waiting to make a joke of him.

Seven days later, Zhao Junying's flying ship approached the Central Holy City. Gazing from afar at the unimaginably massive city on the horizon, even he felt a sense of awe.

As days of cultivation passed one by one, Xu Feng still failed to grasp that wispy opportunity for a breakthrough that would allow him to reach the Golden Core realm in a single bound, which inevitably left him somewhat disappointed.