Chapter 58 (Second Update)

The implication was obvious: even under the strict disciplinary rules of the examination hall, nothing could stop me from sleeping—who do you think you are?

Purchasing hawthorns provides a sales outlet for the fruit grown in the mountains; making candied hawthorns can solve an employment problem for a local mountaineer; selling a stick of candied hawthorns can help an out-of-school child go to school; taking a bite of the candied hawthorns, sweet and sour, is just like the sorrows and joys of human life.

Tang Seng raised his head and saw, sure enough, a city stretching across ahead, more than half blocked by mountain ranges.

Even if one sun could nullify one of his teleportation attempts, there would still be nine f*cking suns left, leaving nowhere to run when the time came.

For a moment, the experts were like ants on a hot pan, spinning around in anxiety. However, a moment later, the tribulation clouds dissipated into thin air. The spiritual power at the heart of the heavenly gourd had been rotated and compressed by the power of the five elements into a crystalline core, and the power level had dropped to level thirty-six. With the spiritual power falling below level forty, the heavenly tribulation naturally dispersed.

Most of the souls safely drifted back into their bodies, leaving only a wisp of divine consciousness still drawn into the scroll.

"Yunche! Come, sit down and let's chat!" Qin Feng smiled, greeted Lu Yunche to sit down, casually took out a cigarette case, pulled out two cigarettes and handed them respectively to Lu Yunche and Liu Jianguo, then pulled out one for himself, put it between his lips, lit it, and took a drag.

Half a day later, those spirit stones had all turned dull and lusterless. Feeling that his body was gradually recovering its freedom under the restoration of the Mid-Mountain Formula, he once again approached Heavenly Thunder Peak, though this time he kept away from the previous pangolin-like demon beast's location, choosing a new spot to continue his comprehension.

Just as everyone was at a loss as to what to do, a light, melodious chuckle suddenly sounded within the military tent. The gentle, lingering voice sounded as if it came from a distant space, yet at the same time, it felt as close as if it were right beside the ear.

Zhou Qingyan was stunned. The media had been overwhelmingly hyping up the mathematical prodigy, yet her own son said something like this?

Aside from combat units—meaning the twelve people in a basic squad—a military unit like a platoon certainly wouldn't consist entirely of combat personnel; there would actually be an auxiliary squad as well, bringing a platoon to about fifty people. From company, battalion, regiment, brigade, division, to army, the higher the echelon, the larger the auxiliary forces become.

Only Julian and Xexias knew what they truly felt in their hearts while staying in Chang'an. On the surface, however, they had become extremely close friends, remaining practically inseparable most of the time, leading some people to speculate whether some passionate romance had blossomed between the two.

After the target was brought over, the hit location was found to be within the seven-ring circle. Although Liu Jianguo frowned at first, he did not stint his praise for the rifle.

Over the past few days, I had also gathered the latest intelligence regarding the dungeon. It is said that to collect a complete set of dungeon gear, one must clear the dungeon! Because certain gear pieces can only be dropped by the final boss.

Nearby, Han Shaohua heaved a sigh of relief. Without even having time to thank the members of the Evergreen Sword Sect, he continued to fight and slowly made his way toward another grotto.

A breeze blew past, stirring the curtains, giving a fleeting glimpse of a beautiful figure in white quietly playing the zither.

Jing Cu glanced at Jun Muqing, then at the black shield in her hand, and her expression had turned utterly atrocious. A Sovereign was already this difficult to deal with; if it were the past, the pressure from a strong expert alone would have suppressed a Sovereign, saving them from having to fight so bitterly.

Xixi slowly lowered his gaze, and on the back of the statue, he discovered rows of flowing, elegant characters.

"I, I've also awakened a hidden class. Am I dreaming... Ouch, that hurts! Chen Fan, you guy, why did you pinch me!" Mo Zitian looked at me, puffing out her cheeks in anger.

Old Madam Mu secretly clenched her fists. As for this matter, she could only let it end here, swallowing her broken teeth along with the blood.

There were actually still living people left, though they all seemed to be injured, and the other party appeared to have noticed his presence.

Early the next morning, when Li Hao walked out of Lin Ya's room, it gave Mother Wu a fright.

Paying no attention to Li Hao at all, Chen Siya checked the outside of the office, then immediately looked toward the inner bedroom.

The ground shattered instantly, and endless flames spread across the surface, engulfing the Saigyou Ayakashi in a split second. The overlapping domains created a scorching world. Caught within the double domains, the Saigyou Ayakashi let out an uneasy cry, feeling that within this realm, its capabilities were heavily restricted.

Yet not a single one of them had truly seen the appearance of that pitch-black staff clearly at the time.

The economy in the south was indeed prosperous, but it couldn't compare to the crowdedness of the north. The prosperity of the south was reflected in its nightlife, while people spent the daytime busy discussing business, going to work. In the north, however, there were so many cars that license plate number rationing was necessary.

Standing in place, Qin Lie was dazed, and finally put the ice coffin away. Li Xin's expression would not deceive him; saying such words must have a reason. The resurrection of Princess Yushu had to be handled with the utmost caution.

"In Lu Bing's current state, he probably isn't even as strong as a spirit practitioner in the Spirit Blood Realm. Song Xixi shouldn't have much trouble catching up to him," Zhen Yuhan murmured softly, watching Song Xixi's departing figure.