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"Ruoxi, why don't you stay home and rest for a day? Where are you going?" Xue'er asked with concern.

Generally speaking, unless a person is on the verge of death with depleted blood and vital energy, they do not fear ghosts.

Nelson wore a solemn expression. He glanced at Chen Si, then at Suoren Jiabo beside him. Suoren Jiabo also wore a deeply furrowed brow. Seeing the grave look on Suoren Jiabo's face, Chen Si knew that this bald donkey was not without worries in his heart. Internally, he grew doubly vigilant toward Suoren Jiabo.

Bai Tianfan raised an eyebrow, and without any elaborate movement, he effortlessly neutralized Li Dong's attack.

Seeing that both of his subordinates were anxious, the leader of the Blood Demon Gang felt a mix of anxiety and intense rage within himself.

This was a solid, genuine audience count, not the fake, bot-generated viewers typically added by streaming platforms.

The scene suddenly fell silent. He Jianghai was left awkwardly stranded in the middle. He looked at the young woman, then turned back to look at He Fang, thinking to himself, What the hell is going on here? Could it be that because she failed to whip my nephew, she feels aggrieved and hard done by?

Unable to pierce through that invisible barrier, the Golden Dragon could only guess, yet he could not fathom any possible explanation.

"You must have run into Young Master Li the Sixth and Miss Wan'er..." Hualou said with certainty, pouring herself a glass of wine and taking a leisurely sip.

"At the very least, I can be certain that the mortal realm has no way to do this. Unless one reaches the Immortal Realm or the Divine Realm—whether there is a method to create souls there, I do not know." Desri's words struck Zhu Yuanlong's heart like a sharp dagger, piercing him again and again.

"Well, I said that just to comfort Yeye," Ye Liaolai said, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Alright, alright. Do you remember what you were just doing?" The boss got up to calm himself down and spoke. What had just happened was simply too bizarre. He certainly didn't believe the afro-haired guy had intentionally scared them—even if he wanted to scare them, why drag the Kissing Noodle Restaurant into it?

***

On a winter morning after snow, the air was exceptionally fresh, and sunlight streamed through the glass, shining upon Ximen Jing's face. When he opened his eyes, he felt as though everything before him was still spinning and revolving, while his head throbbed with spasmodic aches.

"Then I'm sorry, but perhaps you won't even have the chance to go down there!" I stubbed out my cigarette and took a few steps back.

It had been a few days since I had them start collecting protection fees. Normally, I hadn't closely supervised it, so I had no idea how things were going.

During the day, the Jiaji acupoints had shown obvious signs of loosening. Now, in the dead of night with a bright moon hanging high in the sky, the spiritual energy was dense. Since the meridians could not be charged with blood, let's charge the acupoints instead! I hoped to leverage the chilly spiritual power of the bright moon to break through the Jiaji pass in one fell swoop.

Ximen Street, located in the center of Yuncheng, was the suburb area around the western city gate of the old Yuncheng county town. Bordering the shores of Yuming Lake to the east, it boasted picturesque scenery and convenient transportation. With urban development, it had been widened into a pedestrian street lined with numerous bars and entertainment venues, making it a famous pleasure district in Yuncheng.

"Hey, handsome, are you asleep?" Upon hearing this, who else could that dainty, delicate voice belong to other than the long-legged girl who had just moved in across the way? Coming to find me in the middle of the night—could it be she wanted something to happen between her and this Taoist priest?

"Oh, oh!" The classmates all nodded one after another, but when they looked at Xu Wei, that warmth was gone from their eyes, clearly casting him aside and categorizing him as a person of no value.

She knew very well how hard Song Yue had tried to comfort her that day, and precisely because she knew, she could not let Song Yue worry.

As Editor-in-Chief Zhao spoke, he held Liu Yuexi's hand, projecting an air of profound affection.

In truth, ever since the last palace banquet, the Princess of Wu had been deeply moved by Jun Yu's appearance. Afterward, captivated by the charm radiating from his every gesture, she had been yearning for him day and night. Most importantly, the military might of the Kingdom of Jun was formidable, which was the greatest temptation for the State of Wu.

The hearts of the powerful figures across various major factions bled with pain. Every single God-realm expert was proud and aloof by nature, having separated themselves from mortal beings. Because of this, the price required to enlist a God-realm expert was simply unimaginable.

Such medicinal pills were utterly unique throughout the entire land of China; they could help an ordinary person step directly across the threshold of the cultivation world, and even improve a cultivator's innate aptitude! Even a severely injured cultivator like Chen Tianshan could make a full recovery.

***

On Mount Taibai, various secluded sects burst into laughter, mocking Chu Ge and Deren Quanpin Intermediary to the absolute limit.

Congratulations to her; she had acquired a brand-new skill and could now perform the feat of "smashing a large boulder on her chest."

An absolute rogue, just like a tortoise, leaving you completely clueless about where to bite... utterly helpless against him.

Perhaps they had returned to the Realm of Nothingness, or perhaps they had begun surrounding and annihilating the demons within the Nine-Mystic World.

Wang Fu frowned slightly. Just moments ago, this person had boasted that he was the one who thought of it. Yet now he was denying it. Was someone deliberately spreading this, or had it been unintentionally connected?

After settling them down to sit, I went to find the tribal manager. As I walked, my gaze inevitably fell upon Yu Xue, who was sitting by the campfire next to Ou Kuangda. A complex emotion welled up inside me, and after shaking my head fiercely, I turned away from the campfire and left.

"Naturally I can!" Xiao Liu demonstrated the moves and stances of the Myriad-Phase Martial God Art as fluidly as flowing water, exactly as the Viper had requested.

I didn't keep it from Mobei; I told her directly that Han Fei had come to see me about something. Mobei didn't say much; she just greeted me and went back to work.

I hammered away at the keyboard continuously, gradually losing track of time and even skipping lunch. When I finished the first draft, it was already around two in the afternoon. I hurriedly tidied up and rushed nonstop toward the hotel. Just as I got into the car, my phone vibrated.