Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Young Supreme of Alchemy!

A shriveled, bald old man, no taller than a child and draped in a pink robe over pink garments, stepped into the hall, a sparse, gray goat-beard clinging to his chin. This was none other than Li Chenzi, the master of the Alchemy Branch, the fifth pulse of the Sacred Land of Demon Slayers!

"Come, let me take a look," Li Chenzi said, grabbing Chu Tianxing’s wrist. He stroked his beard and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Li Dao-yuan knew he was finished; even that personage could not save him now. His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and a foul-smelling liquid began to pool beneath him, though he was too oblivious to notice.

"Heh heh!" Shangguan Han kept his head bowed in a show of respect, but he stole a glance at Li Dao-yuan.

***

Before long, two large vats of blood appeared within the Book of Life and Death. One was filled with the blood of an Earth-Bound Unicorn Dragon, and the other with that of a Saber-Toothed Tiger; both possessed the bloodlines of ancient dragons and divine beasts, though they had grown exceedingly thin over time.

If Wu Lei could further comprehend the Great Dao of Illusion, he would successfully master this immortal technique.

"Wait here for a moment; I will call a couple of drivers to come and pick you up," Father said, picking up his phone to make the call.

Finding the Death Phoenix Yanli was not difficult; one simply had to go where the aura of death and gloom was thickest. Mofei, now possessing the ability to track such malevolent energy, followed the trail northward, eventually arriving at the Northern Barren Continent.

In the evening, Lele pushed Wang Qian, who had just finished watching the sunset, inside and showed him a bill for extending the duration of the artificial rainfall over the park area.

Her every joy and sorrow belonged to Mo Chen. Even if he tried his best, he could never soothe her; perhaps only by finding Mo Chen would she find some relief.

"People like you, keeping a promise? Ha! That would be a miracle, indeed. But such a miracle will absolutely never happen," Kai Xuan said, casting a disdainful glance at Xia Qin.

"Of course I want to eat it. I made it, and besides, I want you to feed it to me," Kai Xuan quickly sat down beside Yuan Yuan.

"What kind of technology would be more convenient for natural humans than for complete ones? That doesn't fit the situation with Bite," Wang Qian chuckled.

***

Through repeated trials, Wu Di ceased to care about the innate talent of others. As long as they were at the same level, he harbored an unshakable belief in his own victory.

The mysterious man spoke in a calm but arrogant tone, clearly satisfied with his self-created technique upon seeing Dark Night trapped and unable to escape.

The approaching figure flicked his finger against his own sword blade and waved a hand at the surrounding illusions. The phantasms vanished instantly, and the surrounding Dragon Kings disappeared as well, as if they had never existed.

Lin Jiaren acted as if he were flawless, while Cao and Zhang remained silent, exchanging looks, not knowing what to say.

"You have served the Empire diligently for sixty or seventy years; it is time to enjoy your twilight years in peace. The Emperor will not begrudge you a year or two," Wei Wei continued, giving the Right Chancellor no room to breathe.

At the heart of the great city, within the massive City Lord's Mansion, those burly men had arrived at some unknown time and were kneeling before a man, reporting something. The man, with his back turned to them, asked slowly.

"Who—who are you? What do you want? Why are you throwing yourself at me?!" Casting his eyes downward, Lin Jiaren discovered an unidentified object pressed firmly against him, and he panicked. Judging by the hairstyle and clothing, it was a maid from the prefectural government. What was going on?

"Saint Son, we have arrived at the Tomb of the Gods!" Just as Chu Yang was lost in his thoughts, a familiar voice called out from behind. Chu Yang turned around, and his expression changed drastically.

At this moment, the Archmage, Leng Yu-Xue Ji, had used teleportation once more to arrive within range.

The busy days passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. The village began preparations for the autumn harvest, which would commence as soon as the festival concluded.

When the punch landed, even Gu Hao’s pupils constricted. Endless Profound Yellow Energy converged before him, manifesting as a round shield, while the outermost layer remained coated in a Void King Poison.

The directors on-site suddenly realized that Su Mu was willing to cooperate in development because of the technical patents and talent owned by the Penguin Computer Company.

His ideas regarding an internet ecosystem had long since taken shape in Su Mu’s mind, and he had refined them into the long-term strategic goals for Galaxy Company. Attracting more users to their products could never be a bad thing.

Feeling that absenteeism was not right—he had never taken a day off since he started working—Su Mu shook his head and said, "I'm a bit busy today packing candy. I'll come back when I'm done. I'll be back just in time to watch the livestream—the opening ceremony is at four, right?"

They had begun filming in groups several days ago; otherwise, they could not have gathered so many staff members, though most of the shots were of minor importance.

He did not know if the technique simply lacked them, if Yakushi Kabuto had improved it, or if they were not inside the bodies of these reanimated individuals but hidden away by the caster.

***

Though Gan Ning was reckless, his heart was never malicious. Having heard Sun Jian’s words clearly, he assumed Xiang Cheng was beyond saving.

In Lin Qingming’s understanding, the relationship between Heaven and Man was one of dependency, but to Xu Changeng, it was one of equality.

"Come! Let me see just how strong you really are, Shigong Yuzang!" the Raikage shouted, lightning-style chakra armor once again surging around his body, bolts of thunder lashing out incessantly.

However, she knew that the Huang Rong portrayed by Yang Ni was excellent, allowing her to gain a vast amount of faith each month.

"We just met like that..." Cheng Liu said vaguely. She had only been to the city once with Cheng Yan; how could she possibly know how Cheng Yan had become so well-connected as to know the Chief of the Public Security Bureau?

Naturally, this led to another round of promotion and advertising, which immediately stirred up excitement among the regular users of the Nanxing Video Network.

The moment Chunhu was about to pass by the Horned Ghost, the entity swung its right arm as if to gouge the earth. The protective barrier shattered under the blow, leaving five claw marks on the arena floor as the ghost’s fist lunged at Chunhu.

Who could blame Phantom Immortal Technology for being a company that didn't stick to its business? They were constantly jumping between industries; heaven only knew when they would remember the matter of Dream Glass.

"Is it over?" Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. The Third Tsuchikage, not seeing Mu Qingxue being rescued by Uchiha Yan, breathed a sigh of relief, believing he had successfully eliminated a troublesome opponent.

After crawling into his sleeping bag, he did not even bother to think further, drifting into a deep sleep almost instantly.

The reason she ran along the road to the county town instead of the school track was that the school’s dirt track was a bit filthy, and she would be covered in dust after running.

It was a pity that Shen Bing lacked the ability to store it in his storage space; if he could have brought some back to the real world, it would have been incredible.