Volume 1, Chapter 40: A Vile Woman Seeks Trouble, A Life-or-Death Wager

Seeing the master artisan keeping his head down with a strange tone in his voice, Chu Nian assumed the older man was overcome with grief. He tightened his grip over the back of the master's hand, changing the gesture to firmly hold his hand instead.

"It's fine." Zhang Yang finally spoke as he took the medicinal pill and swallowed it. This fellow was truly shameless; just a moment ago he had been hesitating, yet in the blink of an eye, he had swallowed the other person's pill.

In this era of high technology, which places on Earth still suffered from poor signal compared to colossal institutions like state and government agencies?

Xiao Zichuan saw right through their thoughts at a single glance. With a fierce flip of his palms and a downward press, he directly blasted the two of them down beneath the peak.

The baleful aura within the tomb chamber of the nameless seemed to be stimulated by something, undergoing drastic changes as it grew frenzied and intensely aggressive. However, suppressed by Ao Xingfeng's divine authority, it could only obediently subside. Anyone else attempting to reverse the formation array would likely have been instantly corroded into a corpse by the baleful aura.

Feeling a burning sting across her body, Lan Ke'er knew those were the marks left behind from the previous night. She dared not dwell on the scenes of last night, feeling only that this excursion had been nothing short of a nightmare.

"Fellow Daoist, I shall take my leave." The middle-aged man cupped his fists slightly toward the crowd and hurriedly turned around, intending to flee using an escape technique.

The temptation Zhang Yang presented to the crowd was simply too great. As matters developed to this point, everyone increasingly believed that those dozen or so pills must certainly be in Zhang Yang's possession.

It was entirely natural for Qiu Wansui to trade a fragment of the Thunder Mantra from the Southern Courtyard for a fragment of the Forest Mantra, and to practice it accordingly.

He felt a sudden, unprompted heaviness weigh upon his body. Dragon might? As he stepped down, lotus flowers bloomed, and the boat beneath his feet transformed into lotus blossoms. The lotuses blossomed and withered in an endless, revolving cycle.

Hua Xueji extended her right hand toward Wang Xuanlang to clear the path for him. She held genuine admiration for Wang Xuanlang, who had vanished from the martial world for thirty years, only to return at the realm of a sword immortal.

Luo Qian was currently accompanied not only by his white-robed follower, but also by three martial artists at the seventh tier of the Profound Realm and two seasoned, powerful men at the ninth tier of the Profound Realm.

The architecture within the inner city was exceptionally lavish, rivaling even the imperial palace. Night-shining pearls were embedded in the walls for illumination, and houses were constructed by piling up precious jades, presenting an utterly magnificent sight. It resembled a decadent golden grotto that lured one into endless depravity and sinking.

Fang Xuan let out a cold snort, abandoning further analysis. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and swung it out with force, deciding to test the capabilities of this nameless knight directly through combat.

Initially thinking he had run into trouble, he went over to listen, only to nearly be scared to death—the two junior and senior martial brothers were actually planning to go to a hotel to engage in homosexuality.

As for the Emperor Demon Sword and the Emperor Demon Sword Techniques, their consumption was not as massive as the Heavenly Man's Single Sword, and using them should be quite smooth. As long as he clicked to learn, the system would automatically grant him mastery over this sword technique.

They did possess a map; otherwise, they would never have been able to locate such a place to prey upon innocent people.

Once Bing Mengchen had finished grooming Yan Ling'er's hair, Yan Ling'er tucked the comb into her pocket and grabbed Bing Mengchen, running off.

Facts proved that he had gambled correctly. Although he had not become a renowned adventurer, he had traded it for his current, relatively stable life. Guo Ran felt quite content.

The three of them had not the slightest shred of suspicion, because it was impossible for the Liu family to produce such a young and genius youth.

"I suddenly have an idea. A rather bizarre idea." Liu Yun seemed to have fallen into deep contemplation.

Su Huai asked with a smile, "Even the highest odds are useless unless you win." Pointing his hand toward Lin Yuwan's listing, he said, "Look, isn't that one over there offering odds of one to one hundred and fifty even better?"

Hearing what the Myriad Transformations Elder had said, Lin Feng also felt it made sense. He looked at the endless grassland ahead and turned to leave. However, the very instant he turned around, what met his eyes was no longer a verdant green grassland, but a colossal, golden serpent.

Han Ke understood the old man's meaning; if his soul power were sufficiently powerful, he would be able to directly perceive the old man's soul. Given the old man's current situation, regardless of which lifetime's appearance he morphed into, his soul would remain unchanged.

Huang Yue had recently noticed that Han Ke's emotional state was off, so he had contacted a few old buddies, wanting to call Han Ke out to help him blow off some steam and ease his mood. As for why Zheng Qing had tagged along, it could only be attributed to a momentary impulse; she was likely just worried about Han Ke, considering his condition had only just begun to improve.

Shen Tianxing pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what, since the Heart-Corroding Pill was lost on my Huasheng Island, I, Shen, bear the responsibility. How about postponing the duel to three days from now? By then, this matter will surely be thoroughly investigated, and we will provide an explanation to you all."

"No thanks, I'll go eat at school in a while! Who knows what the situation is like over there anyway? Even our principal was sent to the hospital by us," I said, pinching the bridge of my nose.

Then came the third round. By the end of the second round, only a little over seven thousand people remained, and the third round still featured a hundred simultaneous matches.

The two of them busied themselves for the better part of the day before finally cleaning the house. Han Ke carried several large bags of sorted garbage down to the trash bins in the courtyard to throw them away, then returned to Su Wenwen's home on the second floor.

Mu Zifei truly did not expect that merely dancing would yield a reward of a full ten thousand points.

His cultivation realm was considerably higher than his opponent's, granting him an absolute advantage in combat. Therefore, once he had no heart to fight on, the opponent genuinely could find no way to deal with him.

"Who says we can't be together? Shenyu isn't my sister at all; we share no blood ties. It was you who barged in back then to ruin our wedding, but you don't have any real evidence anyway," Ren Tiange said.

Yet when drinking this milk, he discovered something was amiss. The poison intended to accumulate within his body and erupt once it reached a massive scale was instead directly obliterated and exterminated without a trace of mercy.