Chapter 47: Sprouting

Everyone pointed their fingers, and that cluster of black radiance, much like an octopus ejecting ink, sprayed directly toward the space of the Ascension Pool.

Realizing this, Sima understood that they had been feigning ignorance all along, simply to prevent him from discovering that they had grown suspicious of him, thereby lulling him into lowering his guard.

"Where is An Qiu? Has she finally returned after being gone for so long?" Empress Zhou suddenly asked. Everyone turned to look and saw An Qiu walking in from outside the hall, followed by a senior maid dressed in precious blue plain raw silk embroidered with dark plum blossoms, carrying a solemn expression.

After tossing and turning all night, she had applied light makeup after getting up and dressed up a bit. After all, today she was going to a real interview, and moreover, to meet another mother of hers—her mother-in-law—so naturally, she needed to leave a good impression.

Upon entering the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, Ange did not head to the demon market, but instead led the group directly into the Heavens of Grievance and Regret, because that was the safest place of all.

At the same time, Zhu Ti told Sima that while he did know methods to control the spiritual energy within his body, those were only suitable for use after entering the Qi Condensation stage. Speaking of it now was far too early; teaching it to Sima would be of no use, and superfluous talk was pointless.

With the hostages brought over, Qin Botian, acting as the boss, naturally had to put on the airs of a leader, so Gangzi, the second-in-command, stepped up.

The Spirit Emperor realm peak—it was not that the Spirit Sage Palace lacked them, for there were three. However, those three Saint Sovereigns, as experts at the peak of the Spirit Emperor realm, besides having to handle a massive amount of affairs for the Spirit Sage Palace, also needed to cultivate themselves. How could they possibly have the patience to control their own power to help Chu Feng cultivate?

In Tiaotiao's eyes, Yinshi was no different from Fang Zhongyong of ancient times; while his enviable talent was undeniable, his personal character left much to be desired.

The past day and night had felt unbearably long to Qing'er, as if it had drained every ounce of her spirit and resolve.

Indescribable crescent sword qi crashed against the ground like a deluge of raindrops, sending dust flying wildly across the arena and causing the entire earth to tremble in its wake.

Since such thorough preparations had been made, Kuromorimine's three tanks naturally had no reason not to join.

"Your Highness, news has come from the front: the Fortune Mercantile's caravan was attacked by pirates and completely wiped out." Chu Yang's expression was anxious, a heavy gloom shrouding his brows.

The moon rose, and tears had long since soaked my face. The vicissitudes of a lifetime were too agonizing to look back upon, and as the few remaining shattered dreams jolted me awake, I was like a soulless husk, bereft of any reason to exist.

Hundreds of meters vanished in an instant. At close quarters, neither side opened fire or fired again; the Panzer III and the Cromwell tank executed synchronized opposing drifts simultaneously.

Luo Yunshuo raised his head, staring fixedly at him without saying a word. Yet, such a gaze left Liancheng momentarily at a complete loss.

Ye Cang smiled faintly and likewise released his spiritual energy. He was the one who had spun Gu Chuanmei around, leaving a Yin-Yang diagram array beneath his feet.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Twenty repeating crossbows fired all at once like a swarm of locusts within the span of just a few breaths. Pang De's expression changed drastically, and he flipped over to hide against the belly of his horse. Meanwhile, the warhorse blocking the front of the chariot bore the brunt of the attack, crying out miserably after being pierced by dozens of arrows before crashing heavily to the ground.

With a crisp sound, he and the space around him fractured into countless dense cracks.

Instead, bubbles continuously churned and welled up from beneath the water, accompanied by ripples spreading outward in rings.

Yet now, regarding Miao Miao's covert possession of combat items, Chu Xuanfeng had completely ascertained her intentions.

Recalling the gruesome deaths of the bald man and the disheveled man, everyone shuddered, magnifying the fear in their hearts.

Hearing this remark, those unaware of the inside story would merely take it as an illusory fantasy concerning the afterlife, yet Huo Wushuang perceived an entirely different undertone within it.

The middle-aged man had not expected that, despite his status, Liu Changyuan would disregard everything and strike him directly.

"Yet after encountering Brother Xu, that layer of heaven vanished." The sincerity in Tian Guang's eyes gave the impression that he wanted to rip his heart out and lay it bare for others to see.

A soft chuckle came from behind the rack. Lou Jinhuan belatedly felt a surge of heat on her face and hastily turned to submerge herself in the water.

"Of course it's true. I've already had it tidied up. If you're willing, you can move in right now. It's a single room, so you don't need to worry about relations with roommates." The smile on Ning Ji's lips faded slightly. Cut ties with his family? Why?

Sun Ying and her companions immediately went into action, dissolving this Jianmu Pill and fusing it with other medicinal ingredients.

Following Zhou Nan's development, she had also grown somewhat fond of intimacy that did not cross the ultimate line. When kissing Zhou Nan, she even learned to take the initiative, leaving Zhou Nan immensely proud.

"Science, having just taken its first steps, is far too frail compared to relatively easy-to-cultivate battle qi," said Xiao Chen.

"I heard that by studying the operation of mental power within scrolls, one can learn magic, is that right?" Xiao Chen asked, flipping through the two scrolls.

Xu Miao and her three younger siblings did not return to live in the old family residence, so their western courtyard naturally became the target of other people's plotting—especially since the fifteenth day of the first lunar month had arrived and the four siblings still had not returned, drawing even more covetous attention.

Lin Su's remark was indeed bold and backed by consummate skill; even Liu锦荣, who had been looking down at his phone, lowered the device to focus entirely on Lin Su, wondering how this matter could possibly escalate to such a massive scale.

"As for you humans, you are truly bold enough. Only now do I realize you have no idea what actually lies within these ruins. Did you not know how dangerous it is to blindly charge into such ruins?" said Yasen.