Volume One, Chapter 113: The Bone Restoration Pill

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“Back then, Elder Sun was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the sect master should have been at the Core Formation stage. Even so, the Seven Mysteries Sect still disbanded.”

After a long while, Ji Die gradually regained his composure. Foundation Establishment was nothing remarkable.

Fortunately, he still had a great many high-grade spirit stones and could continue improving his cultivation.

Of course, before that, he needed to stabilize his cultivation before considering the next breakthrough.

Time passed.

A month later, Ji Die successfully stabilized the cultivation he had gained from his breakthrough.

During that month, however, the disturbance of spiritual energy on the Fifth Peak caused by his breakthrough continued to ferment instead of dying down.

Many disciples at the Foundation Establishment stage and above began speculating about who had broken through.

Even Wu Ren was filled with uncertainty. That disturbance of spiritual energy back then...

Although Jiang Hua, his father-in-law, usually appeared quite amiable, whenever he lost his temper, the sternness he displayed at work would emerge. Wang Quan had long since grown accustomed to it and had not taken it to heart in the first place. With his mother-in-law mediating between them, he was even less likely to harbor resentment.

Lin Yi now desperately desired the help of this primordial soil. Thus, he did not hesitate to reveal even his identity as one possessing the Saint Emperor’s Body. Soul power began to coil continuously around his hand as he tried his best to release the strength within his body.

Come to think of it, the situation was rather amusing. She could contact Guiyuan only through Douyin; they had no other means of communication. Guiyuan had never asked for one, so naturally she had not gone out of her way to provide it.

Before long, more than twenty disciples slid down together toward the foot of the cliff, leaving fewer than ten people, including Lin Yi, at the summit.

She hurriedly stopped paying attention to Guiyuan and helped retrieve the tools needed to climb the slope from the bus.

The instant the incantation ended, the sky grew incomparably dark. A bizarre, sinister wind swept past, instantly separating them.

Naturally, Nock would never miss such a fine opportunity. He was still counting on being transferred away from this wretched place someday. After leaving the café, he walked around the area, changed clothes in a secluded spot, slightly altered his appearance, and headed back toward the café.

Once he completely opened his mind, the Ghost-Soul Beast clan instantly took control of his body, and his own consciousness vanished along with it.

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Wu Zhizhi seemed aloof, but in truth she greatly enjoyed life. Although she had very exacting standards when it came to food, she would occasionally cook for herself.

Cultivators of spiritual energy, however, were different. With every increase in rank, even if it was only by the slightest margin, the gap became extremely difficult to make up.

The Bournemouth players had defended as best they could, but the cramping Elphick fell to the ground once again. This time, Eddie Howe no longer agreed to let Elphick grit his teeth and continue, choosing instead to replace him with Francis.

With Ye Bei’s intelligence, how could he fail to see that the thoughts of these two men were far more complicated than they appeared?

Bai Ye had actually been perfectly fine just moments earlier. His injury immunity allowed him to disregard such wounds. The reason he had allowed the team doctor to examine him for so long was simply that he was cooperating with the performance.

As soon as the words fell, the white figures moved in unison. Each transformed into a streak of blood-colored saber light, unleashing murderous strikes in a chaotic barrage toward the front.

There was already a huge pile of food alone. Some lists contained other supplies as well—coal, matches, soap, bolts of cloth, and so on. These items could be purchased with an appropriate markup, and the permitted ratios had all been indicated. The marked ratios could not be exceeded, because doing so would make it easy for someone to report them.

In truth, the emperor was now filled with boundless hope for Su Yi’s new army, yet he still did not dare overestimate it.

That brief scene left Bournemouth’s supporters somewhat helpless. Although Mourinho had said that he would treat every opponent seriously, they could still hear from his tone how little importance he attached to Bournemouth.

Ye Bei sent a thought directly into Wu Tiankui’s mind, wanting to see just how formidable the Wu family’s puppet technique truly was.

The players on the substitute bench rushed into the fray. Some joined the battle, while others remained clearheaded and hurried to pull the combatants apart.

Su Yi had once been a dazzling figure in the military. His military theory was first-rate, and so was his combat training. Yet no one could predict misfortune. During a special operation in the southeast, he was wounded and transferred to civilian work at the rank of deputy regiment commander, becoming a deputy-section civil servant.

Ye Lin’s meridians had now suffered severe damage throughout his body, leaving him with less than thirty percent of his former combat strength. He looked toward the two evil cultivators. Their clothing made it clear that they likely came from the same faction. The same faction—and both evil cultivators. The hideous face of Fu Zhuang at the moment of his death flashed through Ye Lin’s mind, and he suddenly understood.

Ye carefully recalled what had happened moments earlier. When that group of human cultivators had fought the qilin beast, had Elder Tian been among them? Most of the cultivators had entered by then, but anyone truly calculating might have hidden nearby, waiting for the qilin beast and the others to fight first so they could reap the rewards afterward.

The White Emperor and the Heavenly Demon were having tremendous fun trading jokes and allusions, but they did not neglect serious matters. While bantering, they exchanged the information each possessed, checked the plan they had initially devised once more, and corrected its discrepancies.

Old Sun, as Qinglin called him, was Qinglin’s third steward. He also handled the appraisal of antiques for Qinglin and was greatly valued by him. Even the yamen clerks did everything they could to curry favor with him.

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You say you are carrying her, and that would be one thing, but the hand this man had placed beneath her hips never stayed still, making Lin Ruoxue feel as though ants were crawling over her skin...

Forget Li Xingping standing before him—even Li Qingyu, a late-stage Innate cultivator, could defeat him with ease.

It was already afternoon. The sky here was free of clouds and should have been blazing beneath the scorching sun. Yet at the location of the Evil Cloud Sect, perhaps because too many evil cultivators had gathered here, or because the atmosphere was excessively dry and harsh, the sun appeared somewhat pale, radiating a soft and feeble light.

The urgent calls beside his ear jolted Ye Feng out of his daze, and a fine sheen of sweat appeared across his face.

He had not noticed it earlier, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed rather close to what Ye Lin had described. These evil cultivators had apparently been planning some terrifying conspiracy in Meishan City! At that thought, Lan Xin’s expression inevitably grew solemn.

Yuan Wu understood that the youth before him was certainly not someone to provoke. He glanced over at Ren Zhaoqian.

“What are you standing there for?” the enforcer asked sternly, his face rigid as he looked at Ming Yu’s adorably dazed appearance.

Ming Yu did not erupt into hysterical roars or furious questioning. There was no madness—only an unexpected calm.

“Barton is both ferocious and highly venomous.”

“He can even breathe fire.”

The two of them spoke the two parts of the sentence separately, as though they had rehearsed it together.

Rather than wait, they might as well take advantage of the time before obtaining the Heavenly Demon Epiphyllum and reduce the number of enemies first.

He simply did not believe the rumors circulating outside that Lingxiao had killed four martial artists from the First Grotto-Heaven realm. He found the claim somewhat absurd.

After all, they were merely mindless wax figures. Although they could move and attack, they were doing nothing more than following certain laws as they moved.

The matter was not particularly shocking, after all. Great Xia was an ally of Great Qin, and Xia Xian’er was the Great Xia emperor’s most beloved Princess Chuyun.

In that case, it was entirely accurate to say that Xia Yang’s chance of victory was less than one percent. The Yuan family’s divination arts truly lived up to their reputation.

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