Volume 1, Chapter 65: Heavy Rewards

Upon learning of Bi Qianmo's accident, she contacted Old Brown immediately. At that time, Old Brown remained silent on the other end of the phone for a long time before making a decision.

Long Luo asked, "Where is their headquarters?" Gu Man'er replied, "As for the headquarters, this faction is just like your Blood-Slaughter Alliance—merely a gathering place where hardly anyone stays on normal days." Long Luo said, "I don't care if they are there or not; I just want to know where their gathering place is."

When a person is hungry, the mind begins to wander uncontrollably with wild thoughts. Sitting limply on the ground with his back against the wall, Luo Qingyang could not help but reminisce about the happy days of the past.

"Indeed, Soul-Sealers are certainly difficult to deal with, but they are of no use against someone like you who possesses the blood of the gods. And more importantly, these Dimensional Devourers have a fatal weakness!" said Stone Flood Dragon.

With an earnest and heartfelt tone, he stirred a wave of emotion within Lv Xuan, who was just starting to get into the mood. He gently pushed away Qian Duoduo's head, only to be greeted by Lin Zi's excited face.

Lian Niang was momentarily stunned, but a sweep of her hand produced five thousand spirit stones. She then respectfully handed the storage bag over to Long Luo.

It was true that Bi Qianmo had been invincible in the past, but nowadays, Lin Bixiao was clearly his greatest vulnerability—the kind that couldn't be hidden no matter what.

It was precisely because Bakun knew this that he volunteered; otherwise, valuing his life, he would never have actively provoked Mo Ke, an expert at the Transformation Realm.

Having repeated "Very good" three times, Naropa, the Wheel of Time Vajra, suddenly sprang up from the ground. Exerting his internal energy, he scooped up living fish from the floor out of thin air, strode out of the temple, and swept away loftily.

The spiritual power that had advanced to the intermediate realm of refining Qi into spirit could also be considered formidable, yet at this moment, Lv Xuan could not feel the slightest ripple of spiritual power within his body.

The voice from just moments ago rang out once more from the sphere of light before him. However, unlike the previous cold and level tone, this time the voice carried distinct variations in pitch and inflection, as if the sphere of light had suddenly come to life.

Sun Wukong did not retreat this time. Instead, gathering every ounce of strength within his body, he flashed behind Raditz and grabbed him in a bear hug from behind.

"Today, I will grant your wish and see what business you have with me." Lin Tian did not want to drag this matter out; resolving it as early as possible was better to avoid bringing trouble to his work and life.

Gong Shiqin was carried back. His entire face was wrapped in bandages, with blood seeping through the white cloth. One could easily imagine from mere imagination just how thoroughly ruined that face was. Groaning "Ow, ow," with more breath going out than coming in, he twitched convulsively from time to time.

At the very least, he absolutely could not allow the other party to defeat him in a mere minute; how could he ever endure such humiliation?

Seeing this, Conehead was also taken aback, unsure of what these police officers intended. The captain before him was quite familiar with him, and had accepted plenty of kickbacks, though that was limited to playing brothers behind closed doors. Publicly, the two of them were rivals.

Yue Longtian could not help but feel a wave of bewilderment, wondering what kind of trap the four great families had designed for Li Tianming this time.

Ghost Calculator's long sleeves fluttered with blood as majestic and overwhelming Dao-energy slashed a nether soldier into powder. He crouched and leaned forward to dodge a fatal blow from an oncoming nether soldier clad in black armor, then swept his palm horizontally, landing a heavy strike squarely on the nether soldier's chest.

In the world of cultivation, many cultivators refuse to eat ordinary food. They believe such food contains too many impurities that are detrimental to cultivation, and thus they generally do not eat. When they do consume something, it consists of items rich in spiritual energy.

Once the ins and outs of the matter came to light, the entire Celestial Immortal City was shaken to its core, everyone feeling both astonished and shocked by Qing Lin's descent.

The first point was the utter impossibility of confirming a biological parent-child relationship between Xie Siqi and Xie Zhengho. This was the most crucial point.

PS: This chapter was written a bit slowly, but fortunately, it managed to capture the exact feeling I wanted.

Having spent many years in Qingzhou Prefecture, it was impossible for him not to recognize the intelligence transmission signals of the Azure Cloud Cavalry. Combined with Bailie's previous words, it instantly made him realize that this was nothing more than a lethal trap deliberately set by Bailie using himself as bait to lure him into taking the bait.

The next moment, the once-gentle young man vanished. That refined and handsome face disappeared, replaced by an enchanting and ravishing visage, with a cascade of long hair waving like ripples, gleaming with a pale hue under the moonlight.

Adam, however, was a special case—an unbaptized son of god without any temple backing him! He was a completely wild son of god! Otherwise, how else could one explain why he was roaming all over the Tianying Duchy without undergoing any baptism?

Ellie seemed to sense that something was slightly amiss, turning her head back slightly just in time to catch this scene.

Hearing Fatty's words, the middle-aged uncle wore a blank expression before tears suddenly welled up in the corners of his eyes, causing him to break down and cry right there in front of Fatty and Skinny.

The smile on Teita Hikawa's face grew wider and wider, for he saw that Qin Zhen, struck by his supernatural ability, was suffering from full-body paralysis, and his movements had become extremely sluggish. Stepping forward, drawing his sword, and slashing upward—his movements were completely clear to him, and he was confident that this single blow would send him straight to hell.

"I need to recover from my injuries first. You will arrange Gu Xuan's identity for me. Once I recover, I will naturally impart the Heaven-Reaching Demonic Arts to you," Bailie said calmly as he looked at Po Nanfei.