Chapter Twenty-Five: Are You Happy?

Even if he gave himself a little more time to catch his breath, he could quickly restore the expended immortal energy. As long as the immortal energy remains, the immortal will not perish!

But Tang Jie was not giving him that chance; each sword strike came faster than the last.

Just a moment longer!

The finest angelica seeds were indeed given to Li Qingmu by her. But it was not her who added the musk to Li Qingmu’s potion.

After returning home, Shrimp Master lay on the sofa like a lord, watching TV and playing on his phone. Only a solitary steamed bun lay lonely on the table. It seemed hunger made him indiscriminate.

“Since Brother Feng has matters to attend to, why don’t the rest of us celebrate now, and arrange to meet Feng another day?” Ye Feng shifted the topic and continued.

Neither of the two hesitated; simultaneously, they gently tapped the eggs they held, peeling off the shells to reveal the translucent egg whites within.

“Grandma, this is Xia Ziqin, not Zi Qian. Don’t mistake her for someone else,” Xu Zehao said loudly, as if announcing to everyone that he was just an outsider.

“When selecting soldiers, combat ability should be the standard. What does their lineage have to do with it?” The burly man spoke gruffly.

Li Qingmu picked up a pouch from the table and tossed it toward Caixiang. Caixiang dodged, and the pouch struck the palace door.

The news that storytelling came with free tea spread throughout the city overnight—not because Chang Gexing was skilled in publicity, but because this dead and silent city had long been starved for fresh events.

Song Jiu’s mind raced as she and three others dashed forward; just as the barrier was within reach, the ground suddenly gave way beneath their feet. With startled cries, all four fell into a deep pit amid a cloud of dust and grass stems.

The fist of Emperor Yongning suddenly struck the bed with force. Jing Yu trembled in fear, tears flowing even more freely.

This was the protagonist of the recent hot topic, a guest specially invited by the production team, and they were eager to meet him as well.

Xiang nodded and, without waiting for Arisa to speak, pulled her away. Arisa hesitated, seemingly worried about Ye Yuan’s safety if he stayed behind, but she too was led away, vanishing from Ye Yuan’s sight.

Just as he turned back to return to the chaotic desert sea, a voice suddenly sounded.

Perhaps due to a breakthrough in cultivation, combined with his experience of fusion and the aid of his self-crafted Thunder Element Pill, he was prepared.

When Ling Xiao easily subdued Lan Di Meichen, the battle for the Ice Sovereign’s record had also concluded.

At this moment, a Buddhist chant echoed. The three turned to see Zhang Liang in monk’s robes, smiling gently as he approached.

With Zhang Liang’s current level of mastery, unleashing the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique was truly terrifying. Heavenly thunder crashed down, striking the shield formed by the swirling black clouds with a fierce impact.

Hearing the Beast King’s unabashedly lewd laughter, everyone’s expressions changed. Mo Jingyun and Wang Yuetian, standing beside Mei Aoxue, simultaneously drew their swords.

“Extinguish!” Behind Qin Tian, the eighth-rank Ancient Blue Lotus sword intent surged forth, carrying the terrifying aura of primeval times, instantly annihilating several immortal-level foreign demons.

The Blade of Law Theft was a god-tier item for support characters; combined with support talents, it made resource plundering absurdly efficient! Thus, Ji Han usually liked to equip this item.

Those few lines of dialogue, slight gestures, and expressions fully showcased Chu Yunfei’s strong language skills and personality, perfectly painting the image of a top commander of the Jin-Sui army.

Tian Yu put down Xiang’er and looked at Ba Tian with a grim expression. This young man was so stubborn; knowing the unbridgeable gap between gods and humans, he still insisted on fighting.

At this time, the territory of the Wei Kingdom already covered half of the Nine Provinces. Whether population, grain, cavalry, or various metal ores, all were abundant. Its war potential far surpassed that of the Qin Kingdom.

After a brief moment of daze, Situ Que’s face immediately brightened with a strong sense of joy.

Tian Yu stared intently at Lin Yan, pain etched across her face. Tears spilled with every blink, and a pair of pristine white wings slowly retracted.

Compared to Lu Yuan’s acting, his martial skills were equally outstanding, each move drawing cheers.

That was a one-horned yellow rhinoceros, massive in size, capable of hauling tons of cargo. The bellowing from its nostrils was enough to send a person sprawling. The group dared not approach its front, boarding the carriage directly. Each crouched in a corner, pulling the ropes to set off.

Clearly, there was no time left, and the so-called mindset adjustment could not be achieved overnight; he needed time.

After the matriarch regained consciousness, her control over outsiders and servants was far stricter than before, making it impossible to clarify matters quickly.

But Ding Zhiqin thought again: she was already someone else’s wife. No matter how much she loved him, what could she do? Could the uncle really steal her away?

She had to stop him from continuing to fish! At this rate, before long, the treasures in the lake would all be caught.

Yue Qiaolian held the terrifying face of Yue Xinrui, furious and deeply worried whether scars would remain. Her eyes burned as they fell on the wounds and scratches, evoking great sympathy.

Currently, Shen Ying was trapped in a blind spot, a dead end. Before sorting out the relationships involved, she dared not act rashly.

He parked the car and went to the bar for a drink. The bartender served the liquor, and he downed a glass in one gulp.

“It’s nothing. Helping you catch such heartless villains is my duty,” Xu Yuntian said with a smile.

“Chu Tian, they don’t have divine status now, so they can’t unleash their full power,” the nearby Sky Thief Beggar reminded him.