Chapter 55

"You know them?!" asked Lan, frowning, while keeping his eyes locked firmly on the scene below. For him, this was a rare opportunity to gauge the gap in strength between himself and the heroic spirits.

"Right in front of Brother Zhong-ki, I owe you an apology." His face was fraught with difficulty, carrying a trace of deep guilt.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the Donghai City Television Station. I heard that the mushroom soup at this Taoyuan Restaurant contains poisonous mushrooms and has caused deaths. Do you know about this, and what are your thoughts on the matter?" A male reporter held a microphone, while a cameraman behind him filmed the scene.

Xu Bixiao had long since forgotten how that incident had ended, but as she journeyed onward and witnessed more and more, she had lost the astonishment and shame she felt the first time.

"Home turf! Home turf!" Infected by his emotions—and in truth, Kim Min-seok's passionate cheering was extremely infectious—the four of them clapped their hands excitedly and shouted.

"This wine doesn't have the effect I expected, so I'm not going to sell it." Luo Wei felt somewhat helpless. The wine at his Taoyuan Restaurant targeted the high-end market; the price was steep, but it had to be entirely worthy of that cost. Simply tasting good wasn't enough when it was priced so high; no one was willing to come and savor it every single day.

Although this carried immense danger, compared to his rapidly dwindling lifespan, every opportunity was worth the risk.

Seeing that his opponent did not move, the horsetail whisk instantly transformed from illusory to physical, cleaving the air as it struck. A flash of sword rainbow appeared abruptly, followed closely by the long sword trailing the whisk. The blade bloomed with a thousand white lotus flowers, seizing the initiative in a wild and ferocious assault, appearing utterly unstoppable.

"I'm sorry, unnie." Irene lowered her head with a trace of guilt, avoiding Choi Yu-kyung's scrutinizing gaze.

If Sun Jian truly endorsed Sun Ce's plan, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among a portion of the soldiers and generals.

Shen Zhongnan controlled his footsteps, carefully observing his surroundings and walking as if on thin ice. He certainly didn't want to be subdued right from the start and thus lose his bargaining chips.

Bai Ziyang smiled, thinking to himself that he had guessed correctly. Huaxia had only been developing for a few decades; aside from families like his, who didn't have some poor relatives in the countryside? Thinking of this, he felt relieved.

Da Qiao looked at her younger sister in surprise. Although she had a favorable impression of Guo Jia, it had not reached such a degree.

Sarutobi Asuma seemed to have known long ago that Zhang Miao would ask this question. To be precise, he knew that Sarutobi Hiruzen would ask this question, so the moment Zhang Miao's voice trailed off, he immediately nodded.

Aldo entered the red door third, and the system still did not change her main door, leaving her within the red realm.

Seeing that his own combat fortress, just recently seized from the enemy forces, had finally achieved a triumphant victory in its first battle, Liu Sen could not help but smile happily.

"Let's add some more fuel; without strong medicine, the illness won't heal!" With a thought and a flick of his hand, a box of grenades appeared before his eyes.

After all, logically speaking, we have actually known each other for so long and spent so much time together there; there is simply no need for us to continue being so reserved like this now.

This ancestral magic artifact was still in his hand, but the subtle connection with the demonic soul in his divine consciousness had already been severed.

What was astonishing was that although these spiritual insects saw cultivators approaching close by, except for a few thousand disorganized insects that swarmed forward, the vast majority of them remained completely motionless, acting as if the cultivators did not exist at all.

Hong Jian's face was pale, stained with patches of blood. Although she still had a weak breath, she had fallen into a deep coma, completely unresponsive no matter how the "baby beast" called out or nuzzled against her.

Looking at the departing figures of the two, Zhang Yi gently shook his head with a wry smile. He knew well that Zhao Shixiao was a renowned and fierce general under Nie Cheng's command, and his martial prowess was indeed the genuine article. In his mind, he still retained memories of Zhao Shixiao practicing his martial arts in the past; while high-level indeed, as for making him feel truly afraid, it was still far from enough.

Upon hearing the news, Hong Jian rushed over without a single word of hesitation. The moment she heard about it, she knew instantly that the person who had stepped in to control Zhang Liuqing was none other than Shi Qingxiang's fellow apprentice-nephew.

Because both Hong Jian and that old man were complete laymen when it came to martial arts, teaching the "Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission" technique cost that person a tremendous amount of effort. He started by explaining what the dantian was, then taught the two how to generate a sensation of <i>qi</i>, how to circulate internal energy, and finally imparted the incantations to execute the "Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission."

Arthur and Futada looked at each other, shrugged, tiptoed, and quietly slipped out through the door.

A distance of over ten zhang was merely a matter of a spell for entities of their Nascent Soul level. Zhang Liuqing clearly perceived the threat and snapped his eyes open. To Jiang Xiyue's surprise, he followed this by spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood with a dull thud, staining his snow-white collar a complete mess.

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet flew straight through the air and struck the officer squarely between the brows. A distinct bullet hole appeared on the officer's skull. With a look of utter disbelief frozen on his face, the officer slowly collapsed.

Hong Jian recalled the rumors surrounding Jian Hui. It would have been one thing if she didn't understand the man before, but now she could not help feeling a sense of pity for him. Before speaking to him each time, she would first deliberate in her heart, terrified of touching upon his painful memories.

Before long, the ancient scroll descended, and an elegant, graceful figure revealed herself before Xiao Qingpei.

In reality, it was precisely that old Nascent Soul freak from the Immortal Jade Manor who had suffered repeatedly from the burden of the favors he had proactively accepted in the past, putting him at an invisible disadvantage in many matters. Consequently, he had conceived the notion of pulling the wool over the eyes of the Cloud Firmament Palace.

Without the guidance of Alexander Pix, anyone entering his basement would likely meet an inexplicable and obscure death.

On the other side, various immortal cultivation families and mortal dynasties all began dispatching individuals toward the Qingxiao Sect, which was located near the Dayu Dynasty.

In particular, regarding the research and surveys on video games, the central authorities possessed extremely detailed reports. Developments like the "GameCube" exhibited by Nintendo this year were tracked completely from start to finish, accompanied by very thorough industrial report analyses concerning electronic entertainment's global market share, which lagged just behind film and television entertainment.