Chapter 29

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Zhou Meng wore a sweet smile as she looked up at the man before her. Seeing the persistent confusion in his eyes, a flicker of understanding crossed her heart.

"Huo Yan, why are you staring at me?" Huo Roufeng asked, glaring at him as she sensed his gaze.

As a scholar sent on such a mission, Li Haocheng’s task was simple: to preserve the sparks of order, to facilitate the reconstruction of human order once the two realms drifted apart again, and to ensure that the power of human order would once more become the dominant force in the world.

Having anchored his Yin spirit to the Seven-Tone Wonderful Spirit Jade Tree, his innate Dao technique—the Seven-Marvelous Spirit Sound—was capable of disrupting the flow of vital energy and shaking the void. It was precisely because of this technique that he believed he could safely retreat even if he could not detain Li Haocheng.

Only after Yue Junzheng mentioned it did Cang Jiuyao notice the wafts of fragrance drifting through the medicine room; she had been too busy blaming Tianyi to realize it earlier.

One must understand that such shocking events are never reported by major media outlets, as they would cause panic, disrupt social order, and hinder stability. Thus, reports of "organ harvesting murders" are almost always rumors.

At this point, the light in her eyes dimmed. It was precisely because she longed for a sister that she had treated Xie Chan as one.

Li Haocheng looked at the Bone Immortal sitting in the seat of honor with great surprise. Though the Bone Immortal appeared to be nothing but skin and bones, he was surrounded by a faint aura of incense and devotion, and his skin emitted a subtle, white jade-like glow. Despite some lingering impurities, his presence was righteous rather than evil, making his appearance seem far less terrifying.

No one could imagine how much effort it cost Young Master Zhan Wu to force out the words "good brother." Zhan Huai felt he had developed a deep aversion to the term; from now on, unless it was his own kin, he never wanted to be "good brothers" with any man again.

They mostly sold crafts, jewelry, and medals, most of which were related to Wudang Mountain, such as red travel ribbons inscribed with "Wudang Mountain," priced at only a few yuan.

"I don't mind. My wife is a beauty pageant winner, after all; how could she ever embarrass me? I’m proud of her. My only fear is that you’re too beautiful and might turn some people's heads." Long Moxuan reached out, smiling as he patted Leng Yurou’s head, his eyes narrowed as if he were up to no good.

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Su Xiaorou went there for a while every day, having hired several waiters and a lobby manager to run the place.

On the ground, Yin Li checked the tracker in his hand; a red dot was approaching his direction.

Regarding the forces in Xuzhou, five million remained from when Sun Shangxiang managed them, and Sima Hui had not increased them since becoming the military advisor. The system provided its own officers.

Looking at this first one, the deceased Yang Qilang...? It was a young man holding a long spear, dressed in general's armor, his features revealing an extraordinary temperament.

Just as I entered the water, a thick column of water struck me in the chest. I had no time to dodge and could only swing my blade to meet it. Being underwater, the speed of the swing was slower, and its power was greatly diminished. I felt as if my chest had been hit by a thousand-pound blow, and a red "-250,000" appeared above my head.

As the words fell, both struck themselves on several pressure points. The agonizing pain of dispersing their cultivation caused them to howl and roll on the ground; the tragedy was so intense that all those present turned pale with shock.

After this, they would have to face further interviews from international media. This opening was likely the second time Fruit-and-Flower Mountain had attracted global attention following the sensation caused by the Life Spirit Spring, and the international press would surely be there to report on it.

The "Stone Wall" was most widely used for special support. As such, the "Stone Wall" could be a stone cube placed exactly where one wanted it immediately after an attack, or it could be manifested directly by a mage as a stationary stone cube.

"Is that so? Mantou attended a promotional show for brand XXX today, and she asked me to come and tell you." Ning Weiyusu still brimmed with charm, the fullness of her chest seemingly capable of drawing a person's soul into it.

Ganji Trading Firm was a comprehensive shop that integrated consignment, sales, acquisitions, and auctions.

Two nurses were busy with various chores; they greeted Wang Xu before returning to their work.

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Le Qi paused for a moment, but seeing the figure over there, she felt a sense of panic and decided to keep walking out.

The Xuanqing Summer Emperor swept his gaze—one that looked down upon the world—across the Wilderness God and the various Wilderness Lords, letting out a thunderous shout. He swung his sword of humanity, unleashing a brilliant, dazzling sword qi.

By this time, the army of mechanical puppets that had broken the Hundred Ghosts Swallowing Heaven Formation was not faring well either. A large number of puppets had been smashed to pieces, and most of the others were left with broken limbs, with not a single intact puppet remaining.

Blood Raccoon, who had long harbored deep hatred for Liu Wei, and having seen all of his Five Profound Rings self-destruct, wondered what other tricks he might have left, so he jumped down as well.

Bai Jingjing, who had resisted at first, gradually became compliant. I don't know how long the intimacy lasted, but she struggled with a flushed face, and only then did I let her go.

Old Liu noticed him checking the time and guessed he might have other matters to attend to, but he didn't point it out, merely chatting idly and suggesting a toast with Wang Chengjin in between.

She was just about to strike another blow when, unexpectedly, two disciples from his sect stepped out to intercept her.

"No, our secret agents in Qingqiu City have not sent back any intelligence regarding Cheng Yu being captured," Zhuang Bielie said, waving his hand as he stood up.

"This won't do. The poisonous mist is thickening; we must find a way!" The golden-haired mice had suffered countless casualties, but the poison within them remained in the hall. Gradually, Cheng Yu felt his eyes stinging. He hurriedly closed them and spoke to the two people beside him.