Volume 1, Chapter 58: The Eight-Branched Orochi Transforms into the Nine-Headed Serpent.

The brewing craft in the Tang Dynasty was quite advanced, already possessing the embryonic form of modern baijiu-making techniques. However, the box of 68-degree Wuliangye brought by Wei Chi could not possibly be produced using current methods, which gave Wei Chi great peace of mind.

When using violence to curb violence, how could one's own hands not be stained with blood? Violence remains violence after all. The blood rain during the Nascent Soul stage was probably the deep resentment of countless wronged souls.

The midwife covered her mouth with a chuckle and recounted what had just happened. The two old dowresses could not help but laugh and cry. Bless the child, it was thanks to him; otherwise, had these twins been born without intervention, there was no telling if something might have gone wrong.

Qin Yi and the other adults also found a moment to chat idly, and only then did they learn that Becky had arrived so late indeed because of Walker and Brown.

Yan Bing kept the ball under his feet, imitated Li Dawei's dribbling style, and gently nudged it forward. This nudge fully revealed just how crude his technical skills were, as the ball bounced and hopped a full ten meters away. Yan Bing cursed under his breath and hurried after the ball.

Qin Yi, Susa, and Kolo exchanged glances, and as if sharing a telepathic connection, the exact same thought popped into their minds simultaneously.

"Are you sure you aren't afraid something will go wrong?" Ye Fan asked sincerely, as he truly felt a bit uncertain inside.

"I reckon her old ailment is acting up again, and she's so ravenous she'll eat anything she can get her paws on. She didn't even bother to take off her clothes and armor, nor wash up before dragging it in," the fatty crossed his arms, looking completely arrogant and old-fashioned.

In the charming month of March, the earth warmed up once again, filling heaven and earth with vitality as a new year began.

After introducing the location of the Shanghai branch and the temporary stronghold to everyone, Nangong Yaofeng took in their condition and immediately instructed Liu Ruoyun and the other four to go back and cultivate.

The powerful array deployed by the four veteran saints could truly be described as flawless, and at least up to this point, Chu Feng had not found any possibility of breaking through it.

That low, resonant voice carried immense pressure and a chilling deterrent force. The moment he spoke, it made President Lin's scalp tingle. Though he was an alchemist, his combat cultivation was quite low. When the other man glared with his tiger-like eyes, the genuine pressure of someone who had truly experienced blood-soaked carnage was unleashed, instantly filling Lin's heart with an uncontrollable sense of terror.

Regarding past events, the Myriad Buddha Holy King was clearly unwilling to say much more, and Chu Feng did not intend to probe any further. After all, these were matters belonging to the other party, and digging deeper would be meaningless.

Even for Qiu Zixuan, maintaining this light barrier caused her to feel a certain amount of pressure. The external space was constantly pressing inward, and had she not been a thousand meters away from the center, she would have feared being unable to endure such immense pressure.

"It's nothing," Xiao Tianyao said that it was nothing, yet he leaned his entire body's weight onto Lin Chujiu.

Indeed, they could not calm down. Their inner hearts refused to settle, unable to maintain their previous casual and unrestrained demeanor. The scene from earlier still lingered vividly in their minds; the words she spoke and the actions she took had shocked them time and time again, leaving them feeling that it was all simply incredible.

Qiu Zixuan suddenly felt something sucking on her lips, while her body was being caressed, accompanied by the distinct scent of a man. Her mouth parted slightly of its own accord.

Ouyang Shenyin did not know why she had brought this matter up. After all, this was Yang Feng's personal affair and she ought not to meddle, especially since Yang Feng was her bodyguard and was entitled to a private life. Yet, keeping it bottled up inside made her feel thoroughly uncomfortable, and the words slipped out before she knew it.

He had been investigating the matters concerning Cien Hall with no success, until the moment he saw the Empress appear did the truth suddenly dawn on him.

Screech! Screech! A mournful scraping sound against glass echoed through the street. Li Xuan cast a glance around the pitch-black, phantom-like alleyway and, frightened, immediately clicked on his flashlight.

Chit-chatting as they entered the room, Rong Yin helped Duan Hanting take off his military uniform, when a sudden thought occurred to her, and her expression instantly grew somewhat cold and solemn.

Screech—drip—drop—Li Xuan stared fixedly at the window. The dark, boundless street was completely devoid of people. Second Brother finally slowed his pace, lit a cigarette, and glancing sidelong at Li Xuan, said reassuringly.

Upon hearing Cheng Shunyao's words, Cheng Qirou was so angry she gnashed her teeth, thinking to herself that even during her worst academic performances, she had still ranked in the top ten of her grade, which was infinitely better than Xia Zhili.

From beginning to end, Xia Rongxiang was merely worried that if Liang Huanqing died, there would be no one left to exploit. While it would indeed be a pity for that child to die, Liang Huanqing's death would, for the time being, constitute a massive setback for Qi Jingqin.

Just like before, everyone joined forces to push open the wooden door. The pitch-black palace seemed to be equipped with modern sensory lighting, as flames ignited in sequence along both sides of the main hall, illuminating the entire grand interior brilliantly.

"Brother Li Xuan, where are we going next? Are we going to school?" Cailing asked tenderly, clinging to Li Xuan's arm. Having just transformed into human form, she depended heavily on Li Xuan; if he told her to go west, she would never dare to head east.

Lin Tian swallowed hard, his face turning somewhat pale as sweat continuously dripped down from his forehead.

Could Xiao Yihui fail to see this? What about Xiao Yuexi? Countless times, Mu Yunqing wondered: if she cared about this matter, if she cared about the former emperor shielding the treacherous sycophants who caused the death of her parents on the battlefield, would there still be any possibility between them?

In the remaining group photographs, the man's attire had changed into a military uniform, looking very spirited. Most of the people standing beside him were also soldiers, except that their uniforms were vastly different from the one Zhao Pojia had worn back home.

Following that, three cups of water were poured out. Primordial water materialized out of thin air across the battlefield, swallowing up vast hordes of demons. Only then did he feel relieved, set down his cup, and turn his attention to the other battlefields.

"Father, I can feel that the power of the Star Crown has merged into my body, and I can control it at will. As you know, Star-Net Cats appeared alongside the Star Crown, and every single star upon this crown nurtures a Star-Net Cat. How about we gift them to our esteemed guests?" said Snow White.

The most exhausted person among them was undoubtedly Lü Lingxin, as she still had to manipulate those plants to perform various actions, which consumed an immense amount of magical power.