Chapter 22

"Brother Bai, Master Bai, it's my fault. Please, tell me any exclusive news you have, and I'll treat you to a meal later." Seeing the expression on Zhou Bai's face, Yuan Lei quickly tried to curry favor with him. This sudden shift in attitude left Li Hongyu speechless for quite a while.

Wu Fan and Bing Na had both vanished, leaving only a point of light where ice and fire merged—a point so elusive that even a divine sense could not detect it, pulsing with the impact of two swords and one spear.

The greatest difference between Qin Lei's prescription and the ancient ones lies in the fact that the materials required are easily found in the modern martial arts world, significantly reducing the cost of alchemy.

Bai Yu sat in a carriage reinforced with a protective film, observing the scene outside. The North Lake Kingdom was different from what he had imagined; it was not a land-based nation, but a true underwater world. The boundless lake Bai Yu had jumped into before losing consciousness was the border of the North Lake Kingdom, and he had happened to encounter Shang Jingtian, who was patrolling the area.

Although Professor Dong was unaware of Ye Tian's extravagance, he understood the importance of the current situation and did not dare to dwell on it, continuing to explain things to Ye Tian.

"Does that mean you like her a lot? Will you two develop real feelings because of the roles you play and end up together?" the reporter continued to ask.

While the power level of this world might not be exceptionally high compared to those cultivation realms where people frequently overturn mountains and seas or engage in interstellar wars, time here is no different. A-Li, after hundreds of years, is still a brat of a few years old, and Bai Qian and Ye Hua, over a hundred thousand years old, are still discussing their wedding arrangements.

However, this time it consumed the fire elemental energy stored within the Profound Dao Bead. Throughout the journey, Wu Fan had intended to use the various elemental powers gathered by the bead to eliminate enemies. At this moment, he used them without reservation; no matter how much fire energy was expended, his heart remained unmoved.

"Then, let's add one more." As soon as Helder finished speaking, Nolan, exuding the aura of the Seven Deadly Sins, appeared.

Previously, he could often play with Hinata Hyuga, but once she began attending school and intensifying her training, the time they could spend together decreased.

It was obvious. The police's ambush had already been discovered by their opponents, and the possibility of launching a surprise attack had been lost.

After the simple ceremony was held, the burial began. Everyone worked together to steadily lower the coffin into the grave pit. Afterward, Wang Cai and I both let out a long sigh of relief. I said, "Bury it. Let him rest in peace." The custom here is that after the bereaved family leaves, only those who dug the grave remain to fill it back in.

"Leave it to me, Dream Mirror Reflection!" The 'Ten of Spades' corpse-man slapped my head, and I passed out in an instant.

The waiters in front of me left one after another, yet I still couldn't think of any way out. When the waiter in front of me finished serving the dishes, it was my turn. I feigned composure and carried the roast pig to Xie Hui's side.

Kill! The three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons transformed into a surging torrent and charged toward Zhu Jiuyin, the Heavenly Dao, and the Ancestor Hongjun. This was a battle of life and death; the three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons held nothing back, nor dared to, for the consequences of failure were unbearable. They had to fight with all their might; there was no other choice.

"I'm logging into the game, aren't you? Then get some sleep early," Han Bing said while already putting on his VR headset.

Everyone agreed that it was quite decent, as it was a wooden coffin after all. The visitor insisted on leaving money for Su Jinlong, knowing that making a coffin incurred costs. It would have been too unfair to give nothing, but Su Jinlong refused, instead taking a few large rivets from the hardware counter to use later.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy once again. A-Hui looked down at the coffee in his cup, which shimmered with an alluring luster, but his heart had become as black as the coffee.

However, Zhou Pu did not know that the reason Zhuo Yiting judged that the Blood Infant Monster was about to attack toward the south was entirely due to a reminder from Lin Tiansheng in her earpiece.

Yet, Zhu Jiuyin did not retreat. In his heart, there was only one thought: if you are going to do something, you must become the most powerful existence. In this world, only the strong can master their own destiny and live freely. For this, Zhu Jiuyin feared no danger.

Seeing the figure slow down, Shan Hu looked closely and suddenly beamed with joy, hurriedly running to meet them.

Pei Yeling shook her head desperately upon hearing this, using even more strength than before. Ye Caiping was already in her forties or fifties; if she were to suffer humiliation under such circumstances today, she would surely end her own life rather than continue living.

"Shan Hu, I have so many things to tell you..." Lu Chao abandoned his status as a Marquis, his voice becoming very approachable.

Huo Jingran watched with heartache, pulling her into his arms and gently rubbing her belly. Zeng Bingbing fell asleep at some point, and Huo Jingran stopped rubbing, but he kept his hand on her belly to keep her warm.

Until Grandfather Long and the Underworld King withdrew their magic, the light emitted by those two beads finally vanished.

Shen Ruxue intended to return to the Ninth Prince's side from the Empress Dowager's side. The Empress Dowager had just praised her highly, making her feel as if she were about to fly into the sky.

The two great bodyguards, Song Yang and Liu Shijin, had long anticipated his attempt to escape, and with a hundred subordinates, they very timely blocked his path behind him.

Zeng Bingbing held Huo Jingran's arm and said, "Husband, why does it feel like they aren't you!" In her memory, Huo Jingran had never given her a cold look, right?

"You're courting death!" The burly thug stopped being polite, clenched his fists, and launched the first attack, his fist whistling through the air straight toward Shan Hu's face.

Hearing the nanny's words, Wang Ling became extremely anxious and rushed directly into Li Yan's house. The nanny behind her kept calling out, but Wang Ling was so worried about what had happened to Li Yan that she ignored her completely.

The Eighteen Needles of Returning Heaven not only consumed internal energy but also mental energy; it was extremely taxing.

After the morning passed and lunch was eaten, they took advantage of the gap to take a nap, not getting up until the whistle blew.