Chapter 35

At this moment, Ma Yu had completely forgotten why he had come; the matter of eating the warhorse was tossed to the back of his mind, frightened away by Ding Xiang.

Mo Xuan greeted his father, cleared a space, and dumped the hundred-plus-pound dragon’s whip into a large water vat.

However, the vessel was of little importance compared to the liquor within. For a true wine lover, the contents were what mattered most, and the constant wafting of the wine’s aroma had long since captivated Sister Furong’s old flame.

Place a wok over high heat, add vegetable oil, and when it reaches seven-tenths heat, add the pork belly. Deep-fry until golden brown, then remove and drain the oil.

Hearing this, Chidai could not help but look toward Tang Ming, her eyes filled with longing as she whispered, "Will you go to see her then?"

Yangzhou fried rice originated from "fragmented gold rice," or egg-fried rice. Legend has it that it stems from the fragmented gold rice favored by Duke Yue, Yang Su, during the Sui Dynasty, which further suggests that fried rice appeared even earlier. Fried rice was a cooking method naturally formed by the people of ancient East Asia in their daily lives.

When encountering an array, there are generally two ways to break it. One is to have an array master study the formation and slowly dismantle it, though this is the most time-consuming method. The other is much simpler and more direct: using sheer power to shatter it.

This was not yet their full strength; neither wanted to engage in a battle to the death. If two Nascent Soul cultivators were to fight with all their might, it would cause immense destruction to the nearby Valley Peak City, so neither was willing to truly risk their life here.

This black light provided an extremely strong defense, capable of repelling not only physical attacks but energy-based ones as well. It could be said that as long as its dark energy remained, it feared no attack.

"Poor man, wandering through so many lifetimes with such hardship. I hope that in this life, he might finally find his soulmate," Meng Po sighed, gazing at the cycle of reincarnation with a pensive and helpless shake of her head.

Looking at the aged figure before the floor-to-ceiling window, Asaha felt a sudden stir in her heart. She looked toward Mount Fuji and was struck by a sense of alarm.

Demon kings comparable to the Golden Core stage were easier to handle; they possessed a degree of intelligence and would not, nor would they dare, to act recklessly. Danyang City on the planet Danyang was originally under the jurisdiction of the Qianyuan Sacred Ground, used primarily as a resource planet for breeding spirit beasts.

The guard saw everything; he adjusted the muzzle of his gun and fired again toward the cave entrance.

Tang Haofei’s every cell was providing unimaginable energy to his legs. Like a great fish surging through the waves, he leaped upward, instantly breaking through the layer of soil above and appearing before his opponent.

Ye Chenfeng’s expression remained unchanged on the surface, but his heart sank: It seems I’ve grown too accustomed to comfort these years, making such a low-level mistake.

Furthermore, the demons were not perfect in their execution—they failed to eliminate those who discovered them immediately.

"Protecting you. Do you have any idea how much danger you’ve been in lately?" Zhou Yinxing looked at him helplessly. He truly was not someone who could sit still.

"The problem lies in your 'improvements'!" Lin Yixue retorted irritably before heading upstairs.

"Fine, let’s do it. Sister Dong, write me a note, and I’ll get to work right now," said Master Sang Xing.

Suddenly, the once-quiet street became chaotic; the noisy commoners were frightened by my declaration.

She hadn't even realized that her hands were gripping Tang Chuan’s arm tightly, as if afraid he would vanish in the next second. The terror of having her soul exiled into the void descended upon her once again.

Afterward, Zhou Youcai left the challenge stage to prepare for his match, and Wang Chen and Xie Tianxiang, after chatting for a while, followed to cheer him on. Fortunately, Zhou Youcai defeated his opponent and successfully advanced.

After hearing Mo Xi’s words, the Blood Rose’s complexion improved slightly. She suddenly felt that the 15 million hadn't been spent entirely in vain.

"Fellow Daoists, do you have any brilliant strategy to enter? If you could enlighten me, I would be deeply grateful!" After examining the light barrier, the old man bowed toward Tong Ling’s direction and spoke respectfully.

"Yay, yay, yay! Long live Young Master Jun! Long live Young Master Jun!" Upon hearing there would be a spectacle to watch, the students became uncontrollably excited. They followed behind Yin Ruojun, strutting with their heads held high as if they were heading off to war.

The stranger sighed again, and after a long while, said, "You may not believe it, but if there is anyone in this world I trust, it can only be you. So, with you, I have no need to keep secrets." With that, she groped her way forward in the dark.

Seeing his determination, Long Xingyu had no choice but to accept, silently noting this favor in his heart.

Qian Xue’s mouth was filled with bitterness. She had never expected that this person, who previously looked like a beggar, actually possessed such immense power.

As the white light faded from his body, Lin Qing stretched, a feeling of refreshment surging from within.

Li Yue’s appearance made Meng Ran laugh. He reached over and playfully ruffled her hair. Li Yue tilted her head away in disgust: "Are you going to tell me or not?" she asked, then quickly used her hands to smooth her hair back into place.

The men’s shirt hanging on her body covered her thighs just perfectly, her two slender, straight white legs crossed in a way that looked quite seductive. Let alone Huo Ziyu, any man who saw her would likely have a reaction.

During this period, the normal completion rate of the game—if he hadn't been deliberately targeted by the game like Zhu Yang before, or if he hadn't developed the resolve to actively push through difficulties early on—

"No, you can't do it." Joss gave a thumbs-up, wearing a D'Angelo D'Inzeo-like smile.

Watching the group, including Joss, acting as if they were performing a crosstalk routine, the others couldn't help but show a look of confusion.

Fang Yu and the others bowed immediately. Lan Yun’s expression remained as usual, but Qing Lifeng was pale, filled with deep regret. Having just joined the inner sect, he had brought trouble upon himself by following these people.

Ding Yan made her decision—or rather, she had made it the moment she decided to have the child. She had only been at a loss when her mother suddenly appeared, but after the scene caused by Wu Ming, her conviction was solidified.