47 Drinking

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Ye Wan’er recited the concepts of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams formation in full detail, explaining it quite thoroughly. Qin Moyu listened attentively and managed to grasp most of it. Qin Su immediately spotted Chu Linglong beside Lu Xuan and let out a mournful cry, her body suddenly weakening.

Ancient Chen had long prepared his reasoning in advance, which allowed him to speak so directly at this moment. The most vehement outburst came from the Prime Minister of the Vals Empire, who cursed loudly while striding toward the Pope’s location, clearly threatening to cause a scene if he was denied an explanation.

“Alright then, both of you back down a step, and let’s put this matter to rest,” urged the old monk Wudao, hastily intervening to smooth things over.

On a nearby spirit vessel, an old man with a horse-shaped face leaned casually against the railing, sneering coldly in their direction. Seeing this, Ancient Chen snorted disdainfully, clenched his right fist, and struck forward with fierce resolve.

In the sky and sea alike, predators and prey coexist under stark inequality. Though the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Immortals Tower was bustling as usual, the unprecedented crowd blocking the entrance today was an extraordinary sight.

Truly befitting someone who managed one of the top ten guilds in the Sixth Great Realm, his composure was genuinely admirable.

Mo Chen suddenly realized that the dark weeds could extinguish the fire of the monstrous bird, which, wary of the weeds, was forced to crouch by the edge of the grass. This demonstrated the sharpness of Lin Yue’s treasure. Facing so many adversaries, it was the first time someone had managed to sever Lan Ling’s threads. Cold Moon Lonely Rose whispered a spell; Lan Ling emitted a halo of light as the severed parts grew back.

By now, Mo Chen and his companion had penetrated into the main building of Manyun Studio. Staring at the scene before them, Mo Chen was stunned speechless.

He had been so proactive that his body was completely exposed to the observer, especially since he had rushed here today without even bringing a change of clothes; his garments beneath were in a vacuum state.

Ye Fei sat in the car as usual, lighting a cigarette, reclining the seat fully, and resting his feet on the steering wheel, leisurely exhaling clouds of smoke.

After collecting his thoughts, sensing the growing aura of two imperial-level cultivators, Li Daoran pursued one of the five invading imperial-level intruders who was trying to flee.

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Only moments passed before Li He shook off the earlier sensation. Having reached the imperial level, his will was unbreakably firm.

Without delay, Ye Fei tore open a letter by hand, shook it slightly, and an invitation-like piece of paper slipped out, along with a strip of red stationery.

“Well said, very well! Even I am moved to passionate fervor, but... it is utterly meaningless.

“Xiran, I have explained everything to you. Are you ready?” Officer Ge sat in the driver's seat and glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

Bi Lu remained calm and steadfast, choosing not to unleash her ultimate technique but focusing entirely on defense. Though she appeared passive, she showed no signs of defeat.

Regardless of what Qin Susu said, the guards exchanged glances before pushing open the sedan chair’s door.

“The young master seems to have gone to the company! He said you don’t need to wait for him,” Aunt Xiang said as she set the meal on the table for Su Momo.

Ji Yuchen pondered silently. He felt no pressure facing the pursuit of a peak Immortal Emperor. However, if he drew the attention of the Blood Demon Sect’s powerful cultivators, he was in serious trouble.

Zhan Tianshuo smiled silently, thinking that his mother was as slippery as an eel. That left him without a temper. Having such a person around was like possessing a collection of endless jokes.

“Hehe, I know! Super Koala!” Unexpectedly, he hugged me tighter and mischievously added a new nickname. Ugh, what was it again? Give me a noodle so I can hang myself—better to strangle myself.

“The toad has already been slain by me; you should follow him,” Ji Yuchen said coldly.

News of the capture of the Xuantiang Sect members spread throughout Dongjin, filling everyone with joy and wiping away recent worries. Though the sect leader was not caught, Baili Cangming was not in a hurry. Having these people in hand, how could they not be coerced into revealing secrets?

Her tone was full of malevolence; Qian Yanyu listened and shivered uncontrollably.

Before Lu Feiyun could decide what to do, the roar of a dragon echoed again, sending an invisible wave outward. The spirit implements and magical instruments of the cultivators in the Medicine King Hall lost all control, their spiritual energy vanished, and they fell to the mortal realm.

“Tsk.” Zhang Xi was disdainful, thinking Shen Bieli only saw her lover through rose-colored glasses, believing her beloved man to be omnipotent.

The Butcher’s Blade, one of the thirteen sacred weapons of the Blood Clan, was said to have slain five million people. Souls of those killed by the blade attached themselves to it, becoming slaves of its wielder. Holding the Butcher’s Blade meant commanding five million undead warriors.

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Seeing Yaochi defend herself so fiercely, Zhao Gongming and Shen Gongbao felt deeply gratified and were naturally very grateful to her.

The net restrained him as if fixed by the five directions of heaven and earth, leaving him utterly immobile for a time.

The power of will was now utterly useless, unable to form effective combat strength amid battle.

Chu Tianze trembled all over. Since he became conscious, except for the death of his adoptive grandfather, he had never felt such pain.

The three from Sanhe who had finished their meal and were taking a stroll happened upon this scene and stopped to watch silently.

As Zhang Haotian’s pressure increased, Daoist Hongjun was forced to face an extremely difficult choice.

Those who had seen the Newborn Tournament immediately shouted in excitement, while those who hadn’t, after asking around, also erupted with the same fervor.

Thinking back to the old ‘Wuxia Chronicles,’ which was a weekly publication, its sales were abysmal, always bottom of the pile in the company. But now?

Yun Feng was startled by the commotion outside. Wasn’t the refining just completed? Was it really so surprising? Could he be the first one out?

Though they were unwilling, having stayed in the foul swamp for so long was already their limit.

Zhang Fuqiang was stunned; his vision darkened. Obviously, the others knew their identities and names but still dared to challenge the local boss.

“I told you, Lin Mo did it on purpose. Now do you believe it?” Online, because of a reporter’s live broadcast, everyone was paying attention. At this moment, Jiuzhou posted this on Weibo.

Blood Song felt utterly confused at this moment. The person emanated an irresistible charm.

This difficulty is enormous!!! Becca Punk’s brows twisted deeply like a tangled braid.