Volume 1, Chapter 57: Hold Him

What is the purpose of the Five Elements World? When these five elements are combined, they can nurture a vibrant and brand-new world. What does this world lack? It lacks vitality. Precisely because the natural environment here is harsh, with not a single trace of living beings, naturally no vitality can emerge.

After all, such rare heavenly treasures do not directionally target and heal a specific area; they enter every part of the body directly. Without someone to guide and control them, the healing process cannot take effect.

However, facts proved that even though Brother Flying Moth had relatively rich combat experience, a Tier 2 cultivator was still no match for a Tier 1 cultivator... In less than five seconds, Brother Flying Moth was beaten into a state of severe injury, making a brief and insignificant cameo appearance before retiring to the back to rest.

Sima Xiaoyao's anger had reached its absolute limit. At this very moment, facing the most severe test of his life, he knew well that if he made even a single careless misstep, this very day next year would mark the anniversary of his death.

Since people had left, replacements had to be recruited. However, when Ma Chao brought this matter up, I rejected it. My reasoning had nothing to do with trust or lack thereof; the most urgent priority at present was to quickly fill the vacant personnel positions.

Wang Feng once again immersed himself in the bustling crowd, wishing to personally experience once more the lively atmosphere of Proppping Sky City.

After pondering for a moment, Old Zhang replied, "It will take at least three or four days." The main issue was that this room was far too dilapidated, with only the walls remaining somewhat stable, while the roof and everything else had collapsed and caved in, burying a layer of withered tree leaves beneath them.

Qi Miao instantly understood, her face flushing with embarrassment. She lowered her voice and said, "Forgive me, I forgot that there might be eavesdroppers here." She had completely forgotten the saying about walls having ears. This was not the Qin Garden, but rather the Second Prince's private estate.

When I regained consciousness once again, I felt a splitting headache. Upon opening my eyes, I found that Ningrou, Niandke, Yujia, Murong Daiyu, and others were gathered around, looking at me with concern. I smiled at them to signal that they need not worry.

Finally, as her astonishment subsided, she finished washing the dishes, put on her practice uniform, and prepared to head out.

"Island Master, I'll speak plainly without beating around the bush. Today, I am here firstly to consume that crown prince, and secondly to call you to account!" Ouyang Lusu's expression suddenly changed as he spoke.

Who could say for sure whether the massive mountains connected behind the Eight-Steed Mountain were those so-called barren and primitive forests? And who could guarantee with certainty that this mountain forest harbored no large animals?

Disregarding the jealous bickering between Genta and Mitsuhiko, Shinichi slowly turned his head to look at his reflection in a nearby mirror, which showed the figures of four high school students. His gaze lingered particularly on the figure wearing black-rimmed glasses, possessing a handsome face, yet appearing slightly dazed at the moment.

Wu Xiaoyao seemed to pour all his emotions into this song, instantly imbuing an otherwise ordinary melody with life. The bouncing notes seemed to recount Wu Xiaoyao's past, and everyone in the audience was deeply moved by the song he sang.

He clenched his fists once more, telling himself, "Calm down, calm down, must stay calm," while taking deep breaths in an attempt to forcefully suppress the raging fire of anger in his heart. Finally, after three full minutes, he succeeded in subduing his anger.

After receiving a second offering of vital blood, that ghost head had turned crimson-black and grown even more ferocious in appearance. Though left with only one arm, its offensive momentum was even greater than before, summoning a bloody, sinister wind that blew toward Xing Shazhen.

"As expected of the Guild Leader, truly formidable!" Luo had long since grown accustomed to Qin Haonan's omniscience, so he harbor no doubts whatsoever.

"!" Looking at Asaba's calm smile and recalling that plan, Conan suddenly felt a jolt of shock, accompanied by an irrepressible chill running down his spine.

"That I do not know, but if one can truly win the championship, the rewards will undoubtedly be extremely bountiful. They might include rare secret scrolls, powerful array-carved weapons, and the like, depending on the outcome of the negotiations among the four great empires." Kaiying replied.

King Wei of Qi and the King of Wei met on the outskirts of the state. The King of Wei boasted of possessing ten "inch-wide pearls," each capable of illuminating twelve carriages before and after. There was also the Bright Moon Pearl, three zhang in diameter, whose radiance illuminated a thousand miles.

He had severely underestimated the price that maidens marrying a supreme deity—or rather, the families behind them—were willing to pay in order to latch onto such a heaven-connecting patron.

Zhao Zhou's teeth ground together as, in the span of just ten short minutes, he chugged twelve gourds of Taisu wine, downed a bowl of five-hundred-year-old ginseng soup, and consumed another hundred pounds of flesh and blood, allowing his strength to recover by roughly forty percent.

Perhaps because the thousand-household officer meticulously cleaned it after every use, the rack, despite its apparent antiquity, was spotless without a speck of dust. Not even the corners and edges most prone to accumulating grime harbored a single trace of dirt.

"...Just as others say, you really do have the face of a scumbag! My choice was indeed correct!" Having said that, Darkness walked cheerfully toward Kazuma Satou.

Seeing Thanatos unleash another ball of "darkness," and although he felt it was even more abstruse and oppressive than the previous one, he did not pay it too much mind. Channeling full divine power into his golden scepter, he swung it down like a hammer, intending to shatter this mass of "darkness" directly.

"According to the mutual corroboration of various sources, the reason for the disappearance of the Demon Emperor Zhu Yan may be related to a gag order imposed by a massive faction."

Therefore, after creating the general framework of the universe, Su Mo's very second step was to begin creating life within it.