Chapter 63 Pack Up the Young Master and Take Him Away

Furthermore, none of these items looked ordinary; some of them actually radiated the majestic might of Imperial Immortals.

Lower-level dungeons might allow for it, but if it were a high-tier dungeon, such a lineup would be completely impossible, no matter how high the strength of those present.

Yet there was one thing I could never understand: all the way up to this point, we had not even caught a glimpse of the Poison Valley Master, the supreme leader of the Poison Valley.

"What kind of treasures could the Origin Realm possibly produce that could compare to the riches of our Immortal Realm?" Seeing such a massive commotion coming from the Origin Realm side, the people of the Immortal Realm could no longer sit still, with some uttering sarcastic remarks.

In their minds, I had long since become a ruthless figure. Even if they were given a hundred times their courage, they would never dare to step forward and act arrogant in front of me.

Observing his demeanor, Big Gold Tooth hesitated. If he believed him, the guy didn't look the part; if he didn't, where on earth did this confidence come from?

Tong Tian replied and began browsing for nearby dungeons. To accommodate Qiaoqiao's level, Tong Tian did not choose an excessively difficult dungeon, but instead selected one that matched his own level.

Lü Shilin stared at him as well, his voice carrying an ice-cold, piercing chill. The Shi Chamber of Commerce could be said to be the culmination of his life's work, but if it could be used to trade for his son's life, it was not entirely out of the question. Money lost could always be earned back, but losing a son meant the ancestral line would truly be broken! In that case, of what use would all the money in the world be?

"Their true battle is about to begin." Just as I finished speaking, Xi Jichen suddenly soared into the air, the horsetail whisk in his hand tracing a spell formula across his chest to form a ring of light.

However, Leng Xiyao did not mind it much. Overall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan seemed like a relatively conservative and closed-off family, one that struggled to accept new things. Although they had placed bids against each other at auctions before, it was all normal competition, so naturally there was no deep enmity to speak of.

Wu Ye remembered that the previous life's walkthrough guide had mentioned a method to increase the number of carryable skills, but for a moment he couldn't recall it, so he had no choice but to continue exploring on his own.

Civilians in Great Xia had a deeply ingrained fondness for martial arts, yet the entire Great Xia armed forces were uniformly made up of mechanical puppets. Xia Xingyu found this extremely jarring.

Looking at the situation from the reverse perspective, if these two individuals were people even the Fang family could not capture, and if they were helped and kept within the Qi family, then the Qi family would no longer have to fear the Fang family resorting to crooked and devious methods to deal with them in the future. Thinking along these lines, Qi Long felt that Qi Nanchen's words made a fair amount of sense.

Of course, very few players would actually do this, because the majority of people were still accustomed to sleeping in reality.

Two days later, during the final round of testing, Fang Jingyi surprisingly ranked second in the total scores across all subjects, closely following Gu Wan. Even the head teacher was astonished that she had performed so exceptionally well this time around.

However, at the welcome banquet, Xia Xingyu was deeply disappointed. While this Princess of Gaozhou was passable in appearance, her figure was considerably "wider" than Xia Xingyu's. Judging by her weight, the excess fat on this person's body was probably half as much as his own entire weight.

Feiyan, curled up on the bed, looked at the two of them with a giggling smile and did not fly over to ruin their atmosphere.

The flying ship was able to hover in the air not through aerodynamics, but via a technology known as the "Divine Movement Art," much like how Hua Rong had previously skimmed lightly across the surface of the water like a dragonfly. Xia Xingyu guessed that this was likely caused by some artifact carried on Hua Rong's person.

The Chasing Wind esports team had achieved a commendable second-place finish in the recently concluded "Hero Glory" National League.

Countless powerful beings roared in anger, the pupils of experts across the myriad realms erupted with boundless divine light, shattering universe after universe as they gazed fixedly up into the unfathomable heights, at the Daoist rule imprints covering the heavens and all worlds.

This was precisely why Lu Yingying's album smoothly sailed all the way to a terrifying sales record of over 20 million copies.

Therefore, these people were also terrified that the Emperor might suffer a sudden fit of madness and strike directly at them, in which case they would truly be finished.

The Weirdness Clan only managed to hold on for so long because they possessed a massive "crystal milk" (super healing/buff source); otherwise, they would have been blasted to pieces long ago.

Complementary personalities were always the best. The reason he would be wary of Lin Feng was also because of his lively and enthusiastic personality, which felt like a perfect match for the aloof and detached Jiang Mu.

Consequently, during the tiebreaker game, she played with extraordinary focus, refusing to let a single ball slip away, and ultimately won the set with a two-point margin.

The Six-Eared Macaque was frantic with rage, searching meticulously from north to south, then shielding his eyes with his hand to look all around, yet finding not the slightest trace. He could only heave a sigh, turn a somersault straight up to the Southern Heavenly Gate, and go seek a solution from the Jade Emperor.

To make himself no longer a post-natal living being attaining the Dao, but rather a Time Deity nurtured by the Great Thousand Universe, the direct-line son of the Primeval River of Time.

"Resurrection? Does Senior possess supreme heavenly treasures and rare materials?" Yao Yao asked with a surprised expression. Having been reduced to a mere wisp of a wandering soul after death, her greatest wish was to be resurrected, and then seek out her former enemies for revenge to wash away the humiliation of Earth.

The surrounding onlookers, listening to their alternating cries and laughter, found their own emotions stirred to an unbearable degree. People like Sanfeng and Dongxiu had their moods infected by the sounds, plunging right along with them into weeping, laughing madness.

Curse Hongye fiercely? Without understanding the truth of the matter, to spew such insults only to discover later that the facts were nothing like what one had guessed—wouldn't that be excruciatingly embarrassing?

Zhu Jun, watching the battle from the sidelines, caught sight of the desperate, do-or-die attitude of the Xiongnu soldiers. For the first time, his previously calm and rippleless expression flickered with panic. He thought to himself that these Xiongnu soldiers were truly a fierce and formidable race; for Bolai to be able to trap such ferocious troops within the city walls of Guangning for over ten days was an extraordinary feat indeed.