Volume 1, Chapter 44: Brute Force Solves Everything

Ghosts belong to Yin, and using a peach wood sword imbued with Yang energy is the correct way to deal with them, yet this particular peach wood sword was truly bizarre.

Hearing this, Luan Tian and Mofeng directly opened their respective treasure chests. Instantly, a flash of light swept across, and the treasure chests in their hands vanished at once, replaced by two pieces of equipment.

"If you and your lord are looking to hire mercenaries, come over here to talk." A rough and hearty voice echoed from a certain corner.

As a puzzled utterance spilled from Wu Ming's lips, he watched the old man's expression freeze in an instant.

Prince William nodded repeatedly. As long as the effect was as Moon Shadow claimed, spending this one million gold coins was well worth it. He reckoned that if word of this medicine's efficacy spread, quite a few people would happily pay a million gold coins just to retain their youth forever.

Jiang Yao thought with a solemn expression, if such lightning were manipulated by demons and monsters, how many mortal cities could possibly withstand it?

Just then, Qian Xuan finally lost his patience, and he issued a command to a slave standing beside him.

"You mean the one with green hair? Of course that's your original appearance! Naturally, you're pretty—just like your Sister Suocui. She has green hair too, haha!" Suocui sat cross-legged on the desk, flicking her black hair and laughing with an air of unbridled arrogance.

Just as everyone was looking around in bewilderment, searching for a path, a certain point within the white light suddenly twisted. Just as everyone reacted with terrified vigilance, mistaking it for some spatial restriction magic or Dao technique, an ancient-looking and stern-faced elderly Daoist appeared mid-air.

The dynasty he established began scouring the world to gather the materials required for contending with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Countless divine materials were requisitioned, and the plan to contend with the Heavenly Dao commenced. Array after array of cosmic formations were unleashed, enveloping the entire world, while the Dao rhythms composed of countless divine materials blanketed heaven and earth.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." Having lived among human society for so long, Alice had also learned many human etiquettes and offered a soft apology. In truth, dragons possessed their own etiquette as well; as the oldest race in this world, many human customs actually originated from the dragons.

However, should any changes occur in the three of them and they might break out at any moment beyond control, this red thread could be used to keep them in check.

Consort De was filled with a mixture of joy and apprehension, looking at He Zichen with a puzzled expression. In the past, He Zichen had never paid much attention to these matters and rarely consented to discuss the succession struggle, but today he had broken with convention and clearly expressed his standpoint.

After practicing the new cultivation technique, Zhao Zhilan's strength had undergone a massive and dramatic improvement. Although her current cultivation had only just broken through to the intermediate stage of a Spirit Dou Shi, she was holding her own remarkably well against the second eldest of the three adversaries, and even faintly gained the upper hand.

Axi turned over, locking eyes with his father. Seeing the earnest expectation in his father's eyes, and having been scolded twice in succession just moments before, his expression finally grew serious by degrees. He nodded earnestly, chewing on the reasoning behind his father's words word by word, and closed his eyes to seriously ponder his future path.

Hearing Qing Ling's words, everyone stopped in their tracks, staring at the stone door before them with an intensely strange sensation.

Listening to her soft, tingling voice, Lin Feng felt an itch all over, as if something was plucking at his heartstrings. Wasn't this acting sultry? It was practically seductive to the very marrow of his bones, and a certain indescribable part of him was already reacting.

Simultaneously, his right hand touching the teacup transitioned from the initial simple grasping motion into an open palm, executing another technique of the Baji Quan: the Wind-Facing Sun-Greeting Palm.

Just as Zhang Tianqi was torn with inner conflict, a sudden sound of weeping drifted into his ears. Yet the sound was erratic—now distant, now near, sometimes seeming to originate from within this room, and sometimes from the adjoining one.

At the Shulang Pass, a patch of Buddha-light roughly an acre in size slammed fiercely into the ground, gouging out a giant pit seven or eight feet deep.

This refers to the ranking of disciples within the inner courtyard who had attained the Divine Soul realm and possessed the greatest strength at this level.

Why? Everything had been fine before, so why did they suddenly act as if they didn't know him at all after meeting in person?

Reluctantly dragging a fierce beast carcass over to the spring, Li YuYun sighed and proceeded to clean and butcher the dead beast.

Even though it was late into the night, and even though she could not clearly make out the man's expression, at this very moment, Yu Zi could distinctly see the unconcealed lust in his eyes!

Some of the victims could no longer endure such an unbearable and unsightly spectacle; thus, they turned away one after another, fleeing desperately from the audience area without even glancing back.

Du Ruhui's words instantly provoked the furious glares of the previously mentioned officials—did he mean to imply that the rest of them were completely incompetent?

Even so, the deities could still bestow power upon their devout believers. For instance, the Assassin's Blade of the Blind Priest Mode, or the Soul-Purifying Blade of the Horticultural Priest Pulitzer, were both items of power bestowed by them.

Yet no matter the type of pupillary technique, it could only reveal the beginning and the end of a given phase, remaining entirely blind to anything outside that phase. In other words, it could neither perceive a corpse after death nor a fetus before birth. For a corpse possesses no breath, whereas a fetus shares respiration with its mother; only the single breath of postnatal air taken at birth runs through a person's entire existence.

Pursued like this for the span of a watch, from the first faint glimmer of dawn until the rising sun, Akilu led the Golden Wolf Guard racing aimlessly across the grasslands like headless flies, driven to the verge of collapse.

"Even though their origins are unknown, we don't know their intentions either, and they just saved our lives a moment ago," said Xia Anyi.

At that exact moment, a text message notification chimed abruptly, causing Su Zijun's body to give a slight shudder.

Massaging his belly to suppress that urge to relieve himself, Su Zijun watched the boss approach carrying five bamboo steamers of steamed buns. He smiled at his parents and resumed eating. Seeing this, his mother and father exchanged another pair of blank, bewildered glances.

"Whether this king is worthy or not is my affair, and requires no word from you," Mo Shang Huangjue said coldly.

Hooking the corners of her lips slightly, Consort Li still did not rise to her feet, merely speaking with a faint smile: "Her Majesty the Empress is magnanimous, so surely she wouldn't hold a grudge against a child." As she said this, both of her hands remained gently cupped over her own belly.

Shen Xi was momentarily dazed. Looking through the bronze mirror at his senior brother and following the instruction in his gaze to open the case, he took it and slowly lifted the lid. A soft radiance emanated from within, revealing a set of jewelry that was simple yet possessed an ethereal, celestial aura.