Chapter 115: Advancing to the Second Tier

Mu Ningzhu waved her hand to release the distress signal of the Haoran Sect, and a firework embedded with purple edges exploded in the sky.

Zhou Langchen followed suit, sending up his own distress signal; a sharp sword appeared over the city of Shuangshan.

All the cultivators who had managed to survive released their respective distress signals, and some even sent out messaging talismans.

City Lord Li wanted to stop them, but it was already too late.

Although the tribulation clouds had dispersed at this moment, no spiritual rain had fallen, indicating that Dian Dian’s tribulation was not yet over.

The reason the giant octopus and the giant conch lived for so long was that they didn't go out looking for trouble; in other words, they were simply too lazy. Moreover, with such rich spiritual energy, they didn't even need to hunt for food; they just needed to sleep.

Xiao Yao felt that after finishing his textbook studies, he should devote himself wholeheartedly to specializing in one subject at a time, keeping each one firmly in mind. Otherwise, like this time, having only learned half of the course just to participate in the competition, he now had to scramble to catch up in the dimensional space.

Li Hua wore a look of disdain but didn't respond, merely glancing at the Fifth Uncle beside him. The seemingly calm Fifth Uncle instantly erupted with the aura of a Martial Master; though he stood motionless, his murderous intent was chilling.

"If there is an opportunity, it would be my honor." Luo Yuning did not think her answer was flawless, but being able to learn more things would do her no harm. Since the other party had extended an olive branch, she naturally would not refuse.

The man shuddered, trembling all over. He looked at the legal advocate timidly before immediately lowering his head.

After all, other experts would likely bring some disciples along, and these six would serve as their public face.

If they knew, then what was their purpose in intentionally attracting her attention and then refusing to see her?

Notte still didn't ask Sylvia anything. Over the next few days, attending classes, playing ball, practicing the piano, and dancing—everything seemed very peaceful.

Although she was so exhausted that she couldn't move a muscle, her mouth didn't stop.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Accompanied by the roaring sounds, many players saw the Gods' Ferrari appearing, unexpectedly operating the Nine-Dragon Sinking Incense Carriage.

At first, the players thought that the greenish seaweed clinging to the headless corpse was just an escapee from the underground prison.

A drawbridge appeared on the northern city wall, its control on Cheng Qing's screen; the heavy iron gate was far beyond human strength to operate.

She draped a cotton cloth over her head, using the wind blowing from the sea to flutter the fabric for cooling. Her eyes were dull, and her mind was filled with thoughts of treasure.

He understood Dong Yunyue, so unless it was a last resort, he would not take action: Dong Yunyue was not like Chan Hongyi or Yi Qinglan; she was not a cultivator, she was an Emperor.

Of course, there were people here who did this, but there was no large-scale slaughter, and such things were still visible everywhere.

Ou Si came to use the method of suppressing her, merely to find excuses for his own failure and to fool those "like-minded" players into continuing to crowd around and admire him in the new district.

Zhang Qing silently took out two Black Water tokens, his eyes devoid of any emotion, and he did not say a word.

Although this was an oasis, no merchant caravans were seen staying here. If it wasn't because there were larger places nearby, it could only be that Zhe He had given the order to claim this place for himself. While the first possibility wasn't out of the question, seeing how skillfully Zhe He found lodging and even managed to locate boats, she always felt there was something fishy about it.

"Therefore, with the Wunian Sect here, you can rest assured and go to the Holy Academy to cultivate. Leave the matter of finding people to me," Qing Xuan said.

Let it be this carriage then! Thinking that Zan Ha had good intentions, she naturally accepted the gesture. It would be quite troublesome to have someone change the carriage again, and she had even ridden in grain carts; in any case, this one couldn't be any worse than those.

Lin Xiao drew a breath of old blood into his dantian, his essence sank, his anger exploded, and he stood tall and imposing, full of majestic dignity.

Upon hearing Lin Tianyao's words, Kikyo gradually guessed something. Lin Tianyao looked silently toward where the dirty beggar was.