Chapter 42

Part of this was due to the technique being simple to grasp, while another part was indeed because of someone's exceptional comprehension. Naturally, whether it could be put into practice depended on the actual execution.

Without a moment of hesitation, Zhang Qingyuan and the other two quickly stepped out of the assembly hall and looked toward the direction of the "Enlightenment Hall." A wave of primordial energy, terrifying and suffocating enough to make one's heart skip a beat, suddenly surged forth from there.

Before long, several figures walked out of the castle, stepped onto a small flat-bottomed boat on the river, and headed upstream against the current.

The medicinal fragrance around Yuan Hong had become exceptionally rich, attracting schools of fish in the lake to gather around. They raised their heads and continuously breathed in and out, appearing immensely excited.

Miao Renfeng shifted with a fluid movement, stopping just three paces away from Guan Yinchan. The overpowering momentum of a roaring tiger and a striking eagle pressed Guan Yinchan down to her knees. Even though her grandmother kept trying to support her and Guan Yinchan herself wanted to stand up, she remained bound by the system's settings and could not rise.

Regardless of how one looked at it, Masclar's action actually provided considerable convenience for Cao Ke. Cao Ke had been wanting to conserve his strength, and a private room was the most ideal place for him to conceal himself.

"Thud!" A muffled sound rang out. Although the impact was not overwhelmingly powerful, Ren Feiyan was currently inside Li Zhaoyuan's Tai Chi shield of primordial energy without any personal defense, so the blow landed directly on Li Zhaoyuan's physical body.

"Then let me see what you're capable of." Ling Qi smiled noncommittally and ducked into the driver's seat of the Reiz.

Water can float a boat, but it can also capsize it. Although the Five Elements Great Dao are relatively straightforward, they can branch out into numerous other DAOs, and once mastered, their power is equally astonishing.

"Why are you sighing?" Chunyu Luo, who had been watching her practice array formation nearby, spoke up. He thought the array she had previously laid out was already quite impressive. After all, having been reborn, she had just stepped onto the path of array cultivation, and achieving this much already surpassed the speed anyone else could possibly reach.

This outfit was a modified version of the nomadic Hu people's attire, which Mian Tang had fallen in love with the moment she saw it in the ready-to-wear shop.

One ghoul puppet grabbed a frost ghoul by the foot while two others leaped forward, one clinging to its back to gnaw on its body.

He walked down a bit further until his feet finally reached the bottom of the stairs and he arrived at the landing platform.

Human beings did not survive until the present day purely through absolute rationality. Human history is composed of seemingly erroneous choices, coincidences, and accidents. All of these form an integral part of modern human society, and they are a necessary part of it.

"Both of these are yours." Ning Yuan took the prepared milk from his serene spatial ring and handed it to Teacher Zhang.

"Hah," she gave a soft, mocking scoff. Indeed, this umbrella had been hidden in her dwelling from her past life; it must have been her possession then, and bound to her by a blood pact. It was hardly surprising that it carried her aura, even though her past self had perished.

Qi Zhenchuan sat cross-legged and informed Qin Feng of all the developments regarding the Sacred Moon Sect, the Vajra Sect, and the Vast Ocean Sect.

Mo Ru knew the Prince's temperament well—he hated nothing more than people around him talking too much and leaking secrets. If he were to blurt out the truth today that Lady Huaisang was living with the Prince unwed, even if he managed to get past the present obstacle, he would never survive the Prince's wrath.

Although her husband had told her that he had many wives and concubines in his household and should not be struggling financially, spending one hundred taels of silver on a painting—wasn't that sheer madness? With such wasteful habits, wasn't he afraid of leading his wives and concubines out to beg on the streets in the future?

After Miss Dong left, he even heard the shopkeeper sighing to a clerk, "Miss Dong has it so hard. That stepmother of hers, sigh!"

At this moment, she suddenly came to understand a certain principle: since some things cannot be evaded, one must simply face them. And when something cannot be figured out, simply stop thinking about it.

The sensations grew increasingly vivid, and Ning Fei only felt his throat parched and dry. He grabbed the teapot on the table, poured a cup of cold tea, and gulped it down. Even after drinking three cups in a row, he still felt thirsty. Not only was he thirsty, but he also felt feverish, with heat radiating directly from his face and body. He frowned one moment, chuckled foolishly the next, and then felt secretly pleased, acting altogether like a lunatic.

Fang Xing led his bootlickers and swaggered away, leaving Prime Minister Song's face as dark as charcoal. What did he mean by saying Song's eldest brother's life could be saved? Did he take the Prime Minister's residence for a den of devils? Why would his son ever need outsiders to worry about him?

Chang Guanyan looked at Chang Guanrui, whose attitude was very calm, indicating that he had indeed done what he claimed. However, whether subsequent matters were handled with as much dedication as Chang Guanrui professed was another question. As long as the name "Mr. Chang" stood there like a barrier, no one would dare question anything further.

Originally, he had planned to personally eliminate Wu Liansheng at Biluoxuan. As long as he could exact his revenge, sacrificing his life did not matter at all.

She looked at Qingluo, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling under the guard's restraint. This person had once taken her place as a commandery princess for three years and had been the one she trusted most, yet she had betrayed her for a man.

"Shanshan, just make do with whatever you can eat. Don't go looking around for something special and making a fuss," Fu Xinrui said in a deep voice, though he didn't quite understand why he suddenly felt somewhat annoyed with his younger sister.

"Mom, there's something I need to tell you, and Zheng Bao, you listen to this too. Yanyan found out from her uncle that you were sick and asked what illness you had. I had no choice—I couldn't very well say you drank pesticide, so I just told her you took a fall. I said it wasn't serious and that after five days in the hospital, you'll be fine."

The invisible July chariot carrying Zhou Yang, Jill, and Alfonso soared straight up into the sky, heading toward the Sky Town Aerospace Control Center.

Cannavaro looked at Yu Dabao on the pitch, who had just swapped positions with Zheng Zhi once again, disrupting Barzagli's defensive rhythm with their frequent interchanges.

Zhu Youjian narrowed his eyes as he caught sight of the Later Jin army's camp outside the city, dotted with points of flickering light.

The moment he stepped onto the spiral staircase, he made up his mind, leaving only an expression of absolute resolve on his face.

Having lived an unsatisfactory life all these years, he could only be described as perpetually melancholy. Liu He understood this point, but there was simply nothing to be done about it.

Nearby, Li Wei also rubbed his eyes and sat up, supporting his lower back while crying out continuously.