Volume One, Chapter 80: Breaking Through to the Ninth Level of Qi Refinement

Originally, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the eighth layer of Qi Refining. When he had absorbed more than half the spiritual energy from a superior spirit stone, the aura around him completely reached the critical point!

This time, under the pressure of a formidable energy, the barrier that had blocked his previous breakthrough suddenly emitted a series of cracking sounds!

Boom! There was a deafening roar in his mind. Without much effort, the bottleneck was shattered, and Ji Die’s aura naturally advanced to the ninth layer of Qi Refining!

He had successfully broken through!

However, Ji Die did not open his eyes. He continued to absorb the spiritual energy from the spirit stone.

Having reached the ninth layer of Qi Refining, his cultivation could progress further, yet he was in no hurry to finish his seclusion...

Her mother called out to her, and she dazedly walked over, helping to move several heavy wardrobes and sofas, placing them near the doorway. Only after everything was done did she come to her senses, her brows furrowing as she belatedly asked what was going on.

When her feet finally touched solid ground, even she could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was her first time mobilizing the water element within her body on such a scale, and unexpectedly, she had succeeded in one go. Yan Chuan gave the waterfall a meaningful glance, then finally turned and left.

The tears that had welled up in her eyes all fell onto Yu Qingqing’s arms, leaving them sticky and damp.

Hearing her cries, Jing Xiangyang’s steps faltered; his spine stiffened, a chill running down it.

Her gaze swept over the third prince, the guards standing behind him, and the hidden shadow guards lying in ambush throughout the death cell... She weighed her own abilities and finally decided to take a gamble.

Speaking of which, Zhang Liang thought it was crucial to establish a good relationship with Huang Rong in advance. After all, in the original story, aside from her intellect, the array of exquisite dishes she invented was countless.

Han Yanrong sobbed even harder, while Ye Junwu observed Ye Xiangchen intently, as if trying to memorize every detail about him.

Zhang Liang was extremely cooperative. After seeing the real Mako Akatsuki, he immediately restrained his expression, donning a serious and meticulous look—no more smiling.

But today, upon arriving here, he felt an all-pervading chill. He could not tell whether it was his heart that was cold or the air in the Palace of Earthly Tranquility that was simply too frigid.

A dark solemnity appeared on An Ming’s face. Even so, it proved the extraordinariness of this puppet; especially the dark power emanating from it made An Ming feel an urge to submit. Now, he seemed to understand why Dongfang Xiao placed his hopes in this puppet.

He Chuan, however, furrowed his brow. He had already anticipated that Bai Yunfei would do such a thing, but what surprised him was that Bai Yunfei seemed to have made arrangements even earlier than he did.

Zhu Huaiwu did not care whether the matter was underhanded or not. He bowed to Ruian and immediately left to carry out his orders.

Since he had already captured Zhou Yingying, she would certainly be sent to the general’s side. Wasn’t it said that in order to leave this villa, one must give up a part of their soul?

Dongfang Xiao put away the materials, a few guesses already forming in his heart. The branch he had picked up had lived for years in the magical beast forest, absorbing much spiritual energy, but compared to an E-level magical beast, the vitality it contained was still far inferior.

“In fact, I overheard your conversation with my mom. I know you don’t like me, so I was thinking about how I could leave and return to school to do what I want.” Zhao Yaya smiled faintly, but as she spoke, her smile disappeared.

The two did not exchange many words before hurrying toward the location Ling had indicated. As they drew closer, they reached the outskirts of Red Maple Town—the very spot where, two days prior, a mysterious team had set up camp.

It was rumored that this tall guy was a formidable opponent in the basketball department, almost always reaching the final four in every martial arts festival, making him the third-best fighter after the martial arts class.

Half a month later, Gu Shen had almost completely recovered. Being a strong man, after two weeks of rehabilitation, his basic daily needs were no longer an issue.

Dark Blade gave an admiring exclamation, forming a peculiar hand seal. The shadow clone, as if receiving some command, saw its spiritual energy grow even more violent and self-destructed on the spot.

“Brother Feng, honestly, if you want, just ask us sisters. If that’s not enough, there’s Sister Yue. No need to look elsewhere,” Wu Qingyun said, linking arms with Tang Feng from the other side.

Everyone noticed that Gao Chong addressed Zhao Gou the same way they did. Recalling what Zhao Gou had said earlier, they all felt something was amiss. After all, only Steward Wang knew about Gao Chong's circumstances; no one else was aware, nor had Zhao Gou mentioned it.

The problem was that the spiritual energy fluctuation, like a vortex, surged from the wooden bow, expanding rapidly to an astonishing extent. The terrifying pressure of spiritual energy filled the entire cell like a viscous liquid, making it impossible to breathe.

These thoughts flashed through Tang Chen’s mind as, following his failed attack, he immediately struck again.

“Were you sent here by the person behind the scenes? Who is your master?” Zhao Gou shouted.

“Is that so?” Zhao replied unhurriedly, holding Song Qing tightly to encourage her, so she would no longer fear.

Murong Zhen could see that Liang Chen was unwilling to say more, but being clever, realized at a glance that Liang Chen must have learned it from the Nangong family.

Tang Feng dodged instinctively; the stone statue’s power was overwhelming—had he not moved, he would have been crushed.

The beating lasted five or six minutes; the chair was warped beyond recognition, the stick had snapped in two, and the few men were left panting from exhaustion.

The sudden turn of events changed everyone’s expression. On stage, Lin Jie, just about to prepare the next dish, immediately furrowed his brow and turned toward the source of the commotion.

Ever since offending Hu Xin earlier, she had sent people to investigate. It was all Yan Ruyu’s fault, and she felt deeply guilty.

“What do you want?” Liu Yiyi asked uneasily, instinctively moving to stand behind Chen Feng.

“Leaving Totapara? I’m planning to go back first thing tomorrow morning,” Lant said tentatively as he entered the room.

Zhou Paotou’s raft was sturdily built, the branches neatly arranged, several thick logs forming the frame, topped with a layer of bark, and three oxhide ropes at the front serving as handles.

The old matchmaker led the two to a small courtyard in the south, took out a key, unlocked the door, and ushered them inside.

Yet Ye Yuchen’s long, fox-like eyes seemed unfocused. He turned his head carelessly to glance at Mu Wanqing, his fingers playing with the strands of hair near her ear.

But no sooner had his words fallen than he felt a sharp pain in his arm—his left arm had detached from his shoulder and dropped to the ground.

Local hunters who sold their catch here were not subject to extra tax; but if they crossed county borders to trade, they would be heavily taxed.