118 The Immortal’s Blessing, Chapter 16

But this eternal life—they truly obtained it, becoming twisted “fierce spirits,” barely clinging to this world as a new era dawned.

Hearing this, Shao Yu looked at her and silently gave himself two sharp slaps, scolding himself for not controlling his tongue. Unable to refuse when Rou Yun’s eyes were full of questioning and anticipation, he immediately recounted every detail he had just heard from Ling Lie and Ling Ao.

Wang Qian took a step forward, but barely a few paces in, suddenly stumbled as if tripped by something unseen.

After tidying up, the two who urged to leave earlier lingered a bit longer, and by the time they stepped outside, it was nearly five o’clock.

“Pang Shan! Kill him for me!” The Lord of Qinglong City, drenched in cold sweat, stared at Shao Yu’s horrified transformation and trembled as he uttered the command.

Holding the speed advantage, the angel of energy chose not to confront head-on but instead used the opponent’s second burst of force to accelerate and plunged into the water.

Chen Qiu’s reminder jolted Lin Siying awake—how had she failed to see the connections hidden within all this?

The sixteen disciples at the Qi Refining stage waited a moment longer before the cave’s sealed door finally began to slowly open.

“Bastard! Big bastard!” Sa Xi muttered angrily, eyes blazing with fury, gripping the window frame as if ready to burst out.

Countless spirits hesitated; in life, most had been powerful demons or righteous warriors far superior to Xiao Chen.

Nai Luo was indeed a unique individual—at least she did not fear the power of Nega, whether in spirit or reality.

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief as they gazed upon the immense, unfathomable being above, their jaws trembling.

Zhuang Qintong smiled and said, “What a coincidence today—I had arranged to have dinner with Xin Yue, but she’s stuck in traffic and hasn’t arrived yet. Dylan, would you like to join us later?”

At that moment, the thirty-thousand-zhang axe blade struck the iceberg formed by the primordial ice flame, cleaving through the hundred-thousand-zhang iceberg like it was made of paper.

The man’s face darkened instantly; clearly, he sought to redeem his earlier humiliation. The last time, he had been caught off guard by a sudden giant claw—this time, he swore he wouldn’t make the same mistake.

Inside, Yun Qing’s palm remained pressed against Cai Wei’s chest—not by choice, but because she simply could not pull it away despite all efforts.

Such a scene was unprecedented, so harmonious, bringing genuine relief to Huangfu Qingtian and the three young masters.

Dawn had arrived, the sun gradually rising on the horizon, while below, the desert rolled like a golden sea.

Sun Tuo, a member of the prominent Sun family, possessed a formidable legacy with talismans—one Immortal-Sealing Talisman alone could restrain a First Rank Golden Core practitioner.

He was none other than the Wolf Ancestor, coerced by Xiao Tianji to enter the Eternal Time and Space, constantly observing the battle.

Luo Sang immediately nodded in agreement, promising to work hard to complete the renovations as soon as possible.

Returning to the kitchen in a huff, Gu Qingqing cooked while the burned man sat silently by the door, eyes fixed on her.

Next to Qiao Liting stood Wu Yue, slightly slimmer and shorter but still over six feet tall, dressed in a sharp business suit and vest, exuding the aura of a corporate elite.

Lu Qianqi first furrowed her brow, then gradually relaxed as she slowly climbed down from Yin Ziyu’s body.

“No, we’ve thoroughly investigated everything multiple times and reported it to the police, but there’s simply no trace of the person,” Wu Yue said anxiously. With each passing day, those who cared for Qiao Lichen grew more uneasy.

This alone showed that Fengbo City was truly in chaos now, effectively lawless.

Tan Gaolin’s face changed dramatically as he rushed forward, ready to attack the old steward, but was stopped by Tan Yonglin.

Children are the best family lubricant—although Fu Hanshen and Qin Luo refused to speak to each other, the matters concerning Huai Yu and Jin Xi provided topics for discussion, preventing silence at the dinner table.

Mu Qingyuan was stunned—how important was a military tally? Yet the King of Jing’an had so recklessly handed it over to the Ink Emperor just for a marriage decree?

Leng Hansha was somewhat irritated to see Tang Wu’s reaction—“Your mother and child exist, and you come out with that?”

“You are inside my acupoint,” the Holy Spirit’s avatar said, a majestic sacred aura emanating with the voice, reverberating through the heavens and earth, shaking the surroundings.

Beiming Ye entered and waved a hand at his nose, as if trying to disperse the suffocating gloom filling the room.

Although the great city ahead was guarded by countless troops, yesterday’s battle alone had caused tens of thousands of casualties and nearly breached the city walls.

Chong Jiujin checked the details and progress of “Captain Zhang’s Request”—no changes at all. The so-called news was mostly false, possibly deliberately leaked.

“Oh, did I win without even entering the arena? What a pity,” Baji sighed.

Luffy grabbed it in one hand. “Thank you so much! Red-nosed Uncle! But—why are you here?” he said, already taking a big gulp.