Volume 1, Chapter 62: The Trial of the Spring Spirit

What was the relationship between the old dragon and Ji Yuan? Would they really fall out over something like this? It was merely a routine joke, after all.

Of course, cultivators who had reached a certain level of strength cared little for bitter cold. He spoke thus simply because he wanted to freeload a bed.

If left unchecked, this poison would extinguish the lives of everyone from the three immortal sects within Fang Han's body. It could truly be described as supremely perilous.

This great demon king had always been the one bullying others; when would anyone ever manage to bully him?

Everyone was having fun in the recreation room, playing cards, eating fruit, drinking alcohol, and filling the air with laughter and merriment.

The garrison troops fought with valor, and the attacking army was equally fearless of death, hurling their very lives against the city walls of Lujiang Commandery.

Upon landing, the massive demonic body gradually shrank amidst a vaporous, shimmering glow, finally transforming into a young man clad in a pale-yellow cloud-patterned robe.

"For the Great King to be gifted food by an immortal is truly the great fortune of our Great Shang." The assembled ministers all bowed and chimed in agreement.

The Sky Eagle Envoy in black had a gaze as sharp as a sword. With a sweeping motion of his large hand, he conjured a primordial-energy palm that covered the firmament, enveloping Mo Li.

An incomparably wild and domineering aura surged into the sky from Ye Xuan's body, directly shattering the newly constructed wooden cabin into countless swirling woodchips.

Yet, before looking into these matters, he had no idea that the person his son had chosen to follow was actually Qin Man.

Li Aihong suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. She hurriedly bade farewell to the head teacher and then gave Old Jin a call. Learning that Old Jin also had no idea where their son was, Li Aihong could not help but panic.

Jian Tong spoke very naturally, constantly dropping hints about his young master, which only served to make the three girls stare unblinkingly at Young Master Jian.

The general manager of the Ankai Hotel in Yucheng held a status unlike that of managers in other cities. Whoever sat in this position had a boundless future and was destined to eventually enter the core leadership.

Sitting in a corner of the audience, Mo Nan felt the corners of his mouth curve upward instinctively upon hearing her words.

As for the circuit breaker, it had instantly rendered General Hawk's proposal to relocate the warheads a dead letter. For as long as the warheads' positioning signals remained uninterrupted, transferring them to any location whatsoever would be a futile effort.

Xu Bing asked a few more questions, then turned to send a telegram, while Li Yunwen pondered how to investigate the antique affair.

The next day, Su Manning and Gu Zhen checked out of their hotel and drove to the airport. The journey went smoothly—aside from the stewardesses constantly hovering around them with irksome frequency, everything else was quite pleasant.

The unconscious person lay completely silent, and there was not the slightest stir outside the door, yet inside the room, there was quite a commotion. Jiang Bai wondered what the sound could be. Whispering? It didn't quite sound like it. It seemed more like the sound of dripping water, but not quite that either. After listening for a moment—time waits for no man, and Jiang Bai had no leisure to ponder—he thought, *Oh well, I might as well just go in and take a look.*

Using these parasitic plants to instantly slaughter these pitiful people was akin to humans toying with and mocking ants and cockroaches.

"Eh, where is Gezhi Nanmu?" Hearing Dongfang Kong's words, Gezhi Nanhuo turned back to look for Gezhi Nanmu, only to find that Gezhi Nanmu had vanished.

Jacques had originally assumed Lu Can was Japanese, but upon hearing Thomas introduce him as a shareholder of a Hong Kong museum and the young master of Nadequan Jewelry, Jacques's jaw dropped. The expression on his face instantly warmed considerably, and he began introducing the historical exploits of the manor to Lu Can.

She wore a pair of elegant, casual shoes, her hair tied into a simple ponytail, and draped in a light blue trench coat. Even with such simple attire, walking through the mortal world, she remained refined, otherworldly, and possessed an extraordinary disposition. Her cold and aloof face carried a touch of innocence, and her pure eyes gazed upon a world that was far from perfect.

Wang Yao recalled the military training from his student days. At a moment like this, shouldn't there be an enthusiastic display of welcome, followed by speeches about life and death and shared trials to boost the morale of the new recruits?

Zhao Mu and Lu Da looked over at the white-bearded old man beside them, exchanging glances in confusion as to why he was asking this. The old man had been standing by watching for a while, and the two had said nothing.

After examining each piece, Lu Can estimated that these accessories likely originated from the same piece of lapis lazuli, with little variation in quality.

No one knew what had happened. Unable to care about the direction of the raft anymore, Zhao Ruozhi leaped straight into the water.

Shi Tian and Yu Longfeifei widened their eyes in shock. This massive "ice tree" was actually protecting them? What on earth was going on?

Lowering his gaze, Zhang Mingyu saw that Gu Qiuqing and Shangguan Mingyuan were safe and sound, though restrained by seals. His heart relaxed. He stepped down through the air, while simultaneously executing a thought with his divine sense: the Taitou Sword, suspended across the night sky, transformed into a rainbow and hovered above his crown.

Some people categorized lapis lazuli into old stock and new stock, but in truth, this distinction was inaccurate—and unscientific.

Emerging from the restroom and seeing the two bodyguards still guarding the door, He Hao resolved to kill them.

Furthermore, whenever the forces from both sides engaged in battle and drew within a hundred-meter radius of Zhang Xiaofeng, they would invariably halt by unspoken consent, pulling back to a distance before resuming the fight.

"However, we cannot rule out the possibility that the ghost is doing this deliberately. Everyone must understand that the one currently controlling the game is not Bao Lei, but that mysterious person—the student who acquired the mobile phone," Murong Feng suddenly interjected.

Chen Cheng immediately brought out two elixir trays, invited Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie to take their seats, while four youths carried two tables out into the courtyard, then brought them back to be placed in the main hall.