Chapter 63: Chance Encounter at the Garment Factory

Only after Zhai Tan agreed to take no money did Qiu Yunpan finally set his mind at ease. He quickly stood up and resumed the journey, recounting to Zhai Tan along the way how the people in his village fell ill and detailing the symptoms precisely.

In truth, the oppressive might had not decreased; rather, after Chen Zong unleashed the Titan Battle Technique, the strength and sturdiness of his physique surged tenfold, granting him a much stronger resistance against that pressure.

She did not dare to ask aloud, fearing this might be nothing more than her own wishful thinking, trapping herself deeply within a self-woven dream, unwilling to wake up just yet.

Instantly, outside the cavern, the ground—which had been pressed three feet deep by the heavenly might—rose back up immediately, restoring its original appearance.

"Mother jests. Xuan'er is going out to temper himself, not for a pleasure trip. Whatever would he need money for?" Even so, a trace of warmth flickered through Long Xuan's heart.

As he spoke, a faint radiance flashed, and a water mirror slowly unfolded before Pei Qinghong. Displayed within it were precisely the figures of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, the Five-Phase Corpse King, and their followers passing through the passage, entering the imperial mausoleum, and then dashing toward its depths.

To speak of no one else, take the Lord of the Deposed Realm for instance; he was fully capable of repairing the shattered Heart of Destiny. Moreover, such a task was extremely simple for him and could be done with ease. Yet, he could only cause the fractured Heart of Destiny to coalesce once more, remaining powerless to restore it to a flawless state in a short period of time.

After the Minister of Defense finished speaking, he once more glanced around the room, then walked back to his seat, picked up a cup of tea, and sipped it leisurely, acting as though he paid no heed to anything happening around him whatsoever.

This Liu Xin was still rather terrified of the Steel-Breaking Sword and froze right there on the spot. Charging forward felt wrong, yet staying put felt awkward, and the two of them remained locked in this stalemate.

If one were to connect this with the plot, he certainly knew what was happening: wasn't it Conan's original form, the roller-coasting washing machine detective, coming to stop Kid?

Feng Xin took a glance and estimated there were around a hundred people. Scattered here were several groups of refugees numbering nearly a thousand in total, mostly able-bodied young adults displaced ultimately due to severe droughts or the loss of their land.

This was the difference between martial artists and cultivators. However, if some martial artists had spirit-cultivation mental techniques hidden within the core arts they practiced, they could also break through the Qi Refining Realm, though such cases were extremely rare.

"Even if you can't sleep, you still have to lie in bed. We cannot get up that early anymore," Zhao Xin said.

Even though they had witnessed countless private estates and mansions, upon arriving here, they were still utterly astounded.

If Jian Huan were to find out that Zhu Fugui considered him a comrade in the same trench, the guy would probably break down; historically, being compared to a pig was always an insult, alright?

"She wasn't a pauper before, but she is one now, seeing as she's burdened with a mountain of debts. If you ask me, she brought this entirely upon herself," Rose blunt-forcefully exposed Leina's glamorous facade.

The two sat one behind the other, separated by less than half a meter. Lu Xuhun gazed at Li Mu from a side-rear angle. Li Mu's fair profile was as flawless as an ice sculpture, and when viewed from the front, his anger gave him an especially frosty and aloof air.

"Euphemia, you..." Cornelia was somewhat speechless. After all, this was her most cherished younger sister; could she really bring herself to punish her?

Feng Xin nodded. It seemed that Lü Bu ought to have known about this matter as well, which could explain why Lü Bu was so easily tempted.

"A misunderstanding." Hengyi produced a prepared scenario-recording talisman. The angle captured within it showed only the clash between Hengyi and the Clan High Priest, while anything concerning Weisner was limited to portions where the Supreme Rulers jointly cast their area-of-effect spells and ultimate techniques.

Duke Arthur would absolutely not tolerate any dissenting voices within the fleet. Should Lieutenant General McKenzie dare to defy his will once more, he would not mind chilling the increasingly restless atmosphere within the fleet by executing a kingdom's lieutenant general, thereby establishing his own unshakeable and hardline demeanor within the military.

Having his inner thoughts instantly seen through by Duke Arthur, Lieutenant General McKenzie's expression turned somewhat awkward.

Furthermore, as Robin's wife, Cecilia was well aware that now, when she was already seven months pregnant and nearing childbirth, her husband—who had just ascended to the imperial throne—was about to personally campaign in an extragalactic system and would be unable to stay by her side.

As he retreated, he still cautiously kept a watchful eye on Dayuan ahead of him. Seeing him remain motionless, Huang Tianyu and Huang Qiuying behind him felt slightly more at ease. After retreating a certain distance in this manner, Huang Tianyu hurriedly activated the Gate of Space and Time, only to discover that the spatial interference had still not been switched off.

On the surface, this was merely an ordinary private room, yet every single crack within it had been filled with the genuine Qi of the high-crowned Taoist, preventing even the faintest whisper of sound from escaping the room.

When all the flames from the Holy Flame Tablets were poured into Chen Xiang, the souls of Ming Cult members accumulated over hundreds of years within the six Holy Flame Tablets were infused, causing a tremendous transformation in his golden body.

For a moment, Aria felt a sense of familiarity mingled with strangeness, as if she had experienced this before, yet she had forgotten where.

Panic suddenly consumed the orbital ring of the planet Othello like a plague. Only then did they remember that this seemingly secure steel defensive ring had long since been hollowed out from within.

Thunder seemed to respond in the sky, and trails of electric snakes danced within his palm wind, roaring straight down toward Lin Fan's head.

As for Jiang Xingchen, who was closest, with the cicada's chirping drawing ever nearer, his head felt as though it might explode at any second. In his daze, he loosened his grip on the saber, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

At the waist of that statue hung a pitch-black gourd, which made the statue look both peerlessly domineering and somewhat unrestrained.

A local youth named Jiang Xiyuan was the first to take over the factory and convert it into a producer of garment accessories.

The old woman who had been fiercely guarding the side of Nangong Qingyun opened her eyes with extreme weakness. Forcefully supporting her exhausted body, she dropped to her knees before Qin Tian with a heavy thud.

Li Luo urged his horse forward, severed the mouthparts of the Jade-Horned Flying Cicada, stowed them into the saddlebag, and then pulled out the arrow.

They decided to apply pressure on Jiang Ye, successively contacting the behind-the-scenes owners of the live-streaming platform, little knowing that this person was none other than Su Lan.

"Sister Ming, do you think Ghost King Lin can help the Taoist priest find his parents back?" Yun Tutu hurriedly changed the subject, afraid she would succumb to temptation.

There were many scales on her face, her eyes were black with blue pupils, her mouth was filled with sharp fangs, her nose resembled Voldemort's, her neck was somewhat thick with three rows of fish gills on either side, and she had slender fingers with a layer of translucent webbing growing between them.

To be photographed by the media—was it likely because the one surnamed Gu intended all along to make the matter known to everyone, forcing her into no choice but to marry him?