24. Beset by the Cat Demon

"Unable to ascend to the early stage of the Golden Core, how can this be?" He had never considered this possibility; he had previously assumed it would only result in damage to his meridians, never suspecting there would be such restrictions.

At this thought, Ye Xun frowned slightly, but he immediately smiled faintly, took a step forward, and began to walk slowly toward the plaza below the stairs, with the crowd following closely behind.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her horse around, spurred the Fire-Feathered Steed, and galloped off in the direction of Linyu City.

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"Go to the Number One Alchemy Room. The materials and the cauldron for refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill have already been prepared; you may refine it yourself." The Sect Master pointed to a luxurious alchemy room not far away, signaling for him to head over.

"By the way, Wuri Liena, if you aren't following me, why have you come to this place?" Jiang Yun asked curiously.

Liu Qing’s hands and feet were bound, and a rag was stuffed in her mouth. Unable to move, she could only emit soft, muffled whimpers.

Just as Xu Dashan was preparing to purchase the final raw stone, he suddenly let out a soft exclamation, his expression turning strange.

The Sect Master was slightly taken aback. He had expected to use many words to explain, but he had not anticipated that the youth would understand so quickly. For many high-level cultivators, they might not have even heard of a place called the Blue Moon Planet, yet this youth seemed to have known about it all along.

I waved my hand, and a dense flurry of wind blades struck the mold, shattering the clay and causing it to fall to the ground. A reddish-yellow tripod appeared before me; it had three legs and two handles, standing two meters tall. I tapped it with my knuckles, producing a deep, resonant sound.

How I should walk the path of the future—I am a bit lost now. There is hope of returning, but in the near term, it is too slim. Since I cannot go back, I have no choice but to cultivate. However, I have also fallen into a state of confusion regarding cultivation; I have only broken through two-thirds of the ultimate limit of my Divine Ability Realm, and I have no clue how to reach the ultimate limit of my soul.

Outside the city, tens of thousands of troops had assembled, clad in uniform black armor. A forest of spears stood tall, their tips gleaming with a cold, icy luster.

"Boom!" The thousands-of-feet-long lightning cannon was destroyed by Master and Mistress. Their divine forms stood proudly against the firmament; the sight shook everyone’s soul to the core! In the sky, the black tribulation clouds dissipated instantly; the heavenly tribulation had passed.

It was precisely the influence of these Nether Demon Breaths that suppressed the spiritual power within the mighty gods, preventing them from unleashing their divine arts.

He never thought that Zuoqiu Liye had not yet left Tan City, nor did he imagine he would risk so much to infiltrate the Yishouli mansion. If she gave the order, he would be captured on the spot. He understood this logic; otherwise, he must have come prepared.

Even with such an act of feigning cuteness, it could not obstruct Qiji's resolve. I saw him fiercely pull the eye patch over his blue-pupiled eye.

Zhang Fei’s voice was notoriously loud. This great shout instantly caused the complexions of Yan Yan’s soldiers to change. Seeing his men in a panic, Yan Yan hurriedly tried to stabilize the formation and raised his blade to engage Zhang Fei.

The ghostly shadow stood upon the rooftop. His face could not be clearly discerned; one could only faintly see his robes fluttering in the wind and his unattainable, graceful demeanor.

Carrying so much equipment over the mountains had truly exhausted the Flying Army. One by one, they pitched their tents and fell fast asleep. Zhang Yan dared not light a fire on the mountain top; he silently gnawed on some dry rations and beef jerky, pondering the battle for the following night.

"How would this concubine dare to offend the Prince? Naturally, I mean the Princess Di." Hostile eyes landed sharply on Princess Di.

Walking with trepidation for nearly a hundred meters, until she saw an underground passage not far ahead, Fang Qing finally confirmed that her route was correct.

Pushing the door open, the moment she entered the private room, Xia Mo frowned involuntarily. She couldn't say exactly why; the air was certainly thick with the smell of smoke and alcohol, but she felt as if something else in the room was not quite right.

"Shi Ruomei, do not push your luck. Do not think that just because your sister is Princess Shi, this Princess dares not touch you." Just as Princess Di was about to discipline her, Lin Xinxu arrived gracefully, surrounded by a crowd.

Ye Xun collapsed to the ground instantly, as if all his strength had been drained away in a split second by Princess Shi, and his palms were inexplicably slick with sweat.

Boom—it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck the couple on the head. Once they took a stake in the company, the board of directors would be the ones in charge; it would have been better to just take the five million in the first place.

She stole a glance at Ji Shiqian and discovered that his plate was piled high with food, yet he hadn't touched a single bite with his chopsticks.

The energy within his body became increasingly violent. Beidou’s consciousness began to blur, and the pain had faded significantly without his notice—not because the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan had shown mercy, but because Beidou had become numb from the agony. Generally, such a state meant that the person was on the verge of going into shock.

Faced with the Pope’s roar and questioning, Archduke Rachel slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a burst of brilliance shot forth. It was a fierce fighting spirit the likes of which Beidou had never seen before; Beidou even believed that if the person opposite him were not the Pope, they might have been scared to death by this fighting spirit alone.

"I do not know!" What did his name have to do with hers? Fang Qing could not simply turn a deaf ear, so she had to shake her head.

Xue Qin’s zither melody was aimed at Bielie, and hearing it, Bielie was inevitably provoked. In that very instant, the situation for Duan Lang turned from danger to safety, as he leaped out of the lethal radius of the Bielie Hook and reached a place of absolute safety.

She chatted with Kirisaki Chitoge for a while, and the girl's answers left her quite satisfied. After consulting with Akiyuki Ritsuko, she allowed Kirisaki Chitoge to join the firm.