Chapter 129: Siblings Reunited-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

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The Frostbite Ice Needle is forged primarily from millennia-old ice. As its master’s cultivation deepens, the number of needles they can control grows. With a powerful divine sense, the needles can travel through the body, targeting the enemy’s most vulnerable spots.
Moreover, the Frostbite Ice Needle’s attack is not limited to the physical body; it can also harm the cultivator’s soul. This particular needle was crafted with soul-devouring iron, which grants it this unique effect.
With Yun Xi’s current spiritual strength, if she unleashes her full power...
Upon hearing that someone was causing trouble at the restaurant, Zhan Hongying immediately grew angry. “Where are the security guards?” The restaurant had five guards, who quickly rushed over.
The snowy peak was quite steep, but there were many footholds and places to leverage along the way. For ordinary people, it might be insurmountable, but for a master at the Great Success realm, it posed little difficulty.
No, Lv Mengmeng is a spiritual cultivator and cannot eat demon beast meat. She can share the spiritual stones, meow hahaha.
Startled, Jun Yan hurriedly began to resist, but his cultivation was barely at the second level, allowing only barely sustained flight with greatly reduced speed. He had to act quickly.
Qin Yang was deep in thought when suddenly footsteps came from behind. Turning his head, he saw Yun Bailing chasing after him.
They must have searched from the very top floor all the way down; this was their last place to check.
The scene shifted; the lush green grass stretching as far as the eye could see vanished abruptly. Suddenly, they were plunged into a fiery inferno—the sprawling Ji family courtyard engulfed in flames. The raging fire seemed alive, seizing Bai Yue’s garment and swiftly dragging her into the blaze.
Han Xingxue remained motionless, simply gesturing toward the lone cabinet in the room. Two meditation cushions, identical to the one he used, appeared before the two.
“Are you sure this won’t cause problems? Can you really trust these alchemists?” With uncertainty, she asked Li Mo.
Even the heir of Taiping Wang could not help but be pleased with such defenses. “You’re right. Not even a fly could get inside this place.”
The white-robed Asura had no time to dodge Wang Yan’s punch; instead, he chose to take the blow head-on.
Shen Biyun couldn’t gauge the true strength of the Overlord Bear King, but someone who rendered her utterly powerless without even a hint of resistance was no ordinary opponent. This seemingly simple giant bear had undoubtedly achieved an immortal body and possessed considerable cultivation.

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Soon, after an hour had passed, Yan Qing stepped onto the battlefield for the eighth match. His opponent was an ordinary youth, and he crushed him decisively.
But when she looked down at her attire, especially how much of her chest was exposed, Deng Xin’s cheeks flushed once again.
Last night, when she went to sleep, she had removed her clothes. When Zhang Xiulan sat up, the blanket slipped off, startling her into quickly pulling it back. Thankfully, the mosquito net concealed some of the more intimate glimpses.
Checking the time, it was late, and there was enough food. Park Ji-ho nodded, and the three gave up further hunting, preparing to return home.
During this delay, Xiahou Que had already dashed out of the main hall and disappeared into the distance.
Zhong Li threw a tantrum inside her room before emerging. When she met Yang Juan and Xu Hui, she acted as though nothing had happened, even greeting Zhang Xiulan with a smile.
Before her voice finished, Yang Luo had entered the lounge, a playful smile curving his lips as he looked at the shocked Zheng Haotian and Shen Congyun on the sofa.
Thus, Wang Ke poured out everything he knew like beans from a bamboo tube, including all the details he hadn’t yet told Yang Luo.
Given today’s internet speeds, hundreds of thousands, even millions, of messages exchange back and forth every second.
The only problem was fetching water. They had to walk several miles to reach the green belt along the Nile River, where clean fresh water was available. Thus, every day, Li Botian’s entire task was to fetch water.
Atlético Madrid fans had mixed feelings about the news. Many who hoped to challenge the dominance of Real Madrid and Barcelona welcomed Sun Yi’s arrival as coach.
He despised trouble, always had. But once a problem arose, he charged headfirst. Like when he first entered the game, he showed no panic—not because he wasn’t afraid, but because fear was useless; the outcome was already decided.
Wang Jianling was sixty-five years old, physically weak, and utterly outmatched by Gai Ci and the others, so he was the first to beg for mercy.
Over five hundred people dismounted together, kneeling inside the valley, their chants rising like waves. Never before had these people believed so fervently that their Khan was a deity.
With a thunderous crack, the ice shell began to crack where the Overlord Blade struck, spreading outwards like a spider’s web.

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Previously, when trailing behind, Red Army fans were somewhat disheartened. Now, they felt a surge of pride and vindication.
Upon opening it, the screen displayed an exquisite hollowed-out spherical sculpture, its material resembling bronze.
“No way~!” Yoona immediately denied it but quickly ran to her seat, holding her bowl and chopsticks, waiting for the meal to begin.
The staff led everyone onto the rented coaches, heading toward West Lake City International Airport.
This time-travel experience was strange, especially since he had encountered different versions of himself from various time periods. Just as Chu Yu turned back to ask what the other two thought of the experience, he suddenly froze.
“Exemption granted. The Three Character Classic may no longer be used privately by the host in the future. Should there be any reversal, the penalty is lifelong blindness.” The Heavenly Punishment System vanished after speaking.
Seeing this, Liu Fa and the Hellhound exchanged glances. The dog bolted, while the man twitched at the corner of his mouth.
The pink figure weaved through the flowing light like a phantom, passing through its assault.
Hou Li was not in this villa, though it might be the most important property he owned. To show its significance, he left his most trusted brother, Hou San, behind.
This was no evil intent, but purely to fill a psychological void, making them feel they still had an edge over Ren He.
Many sighed helplessly; it seemed this meal wouldn’t be enjoyed peacefully after all.
But her ink shortage didn’t matter. Wasn’t there a professional next to her about to burst with ink? Moreover, this person was the original chief designer of the Number Two Recoil-less Cannon and naturally understood the intricacies. If not him, then who else should she ask?