29 Reconciliation

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Hailan was quite respectful toward Li Mo. Regardless of her being the savior of Lord Fengyan, she had also been a neighbor to the Merman tribe for a decade, and was currently refining elixirs to repay a debt. She still counted on her to advance her own alchemical path.

"Exactly. As long as we hold our ground within Luocheng and do not venture out to face the enemy, even if their forces are twice our size, they will struggle to breach our defenses. By relying on the sturdiness of the city walls, we can stall for time and wait for news to arrive!" Liu Xun said calmly.

Seeing Bai Ru remain silent, Chen Hao assumed he had set the price too high. However, having already spoken, he couldn't very well go back on his word; wouldn't that just demean his own consecrated artifact?

Heisha felt like crying but had no tears. He was no match for Lihua, but since his life was in Hua Jiu’s hands, he naturally had to honor Hua Jiu as his supreme master; he wasn't a fool.

The members of the Erdao Hall stared in horror at the disheveled, white-haired old man sprawled on the ground. When they turned their gaze toward Miao Jiangong, their eyes were filled with profound awe.

One was a renowned medical doctor from the English medical community, and the other was merely an obscure wandering physician from China who had never undergone any formal medical training. The contrast was indeed far too stark.

Nangong Hao shook his head and said, "To protect both a corpse and a lingering soul simultaneously requires a divine object. However, among the upcoming auction items, there is indeed such a treasure."

Lowering his head to ponder, Ji Lingsheng looked up and said cautiously, "Is Master Qingyun your father?" Xue Yu remained silent, her expression so detached that neither love nor hatred could be discerned.

"Returning to you, my lord, that is correct. He is in the central tent!" The lieutenant was an observant man, and having noticed the look Wang Kang cast toward him, he answered without hesitation.

"If I were to force you to do this for him, would you want me to die?" the youth asked Ximen.

Bai Ye was unimpressed. He did not use armor because his body was the strongest armor; he did not use weapons because his fists were the strongest weapons. With his formidable physical strength, he withstood the assault of a hundred thousand demon blades coming from all sides, his fists swinging with great force to blast a gap in the blade formation.

Breaking through the illusion before him once more, Hua Tian lay exhausted on the stone step beneath his feet. He had already traversed twenty-four thousand steps, leaving two-thirds of the journey behind him.

It had taken Wu Fan a month to complete this goal, mainly because the locations where coordinates needed to be placed were scattered in several different directions.

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This was already the second letter from Yongjing, yet Hua Qingyan had no intention of replying whatsoever.

The jade pendant Hua Qingyan used as a weight was by no means shabby; carved from mutton-fat jade in the shape of a butterfly, it was lifelike. It was beautiful, certainly, but perhaps a bit unsuitable as a gift for a boy. Still, Yu'er was just a child, so it didn't really matter.

At this moment, there was no longer any sign of agitation, anxiety, or unruly behavior in Zhou An; instead, he appeared restrained and composed.

Wu Fan’s ambition stunned the noble lady; his words echoed in her ears like the whispers of a demon.

Ling Jianfei knew that the outsiders were numerous and powerful, and the strength they had shown so far was less than one ten-thousandth of their total. Given the current strength of the Wilderness World, if those hidden places did not intervene, the realm would have no hope of survival.

Finally, Ji Shaoyuan reached out and touched the glass test tube. He offered no comment, merely nodding slightly.

Reminded by this, Hua Zhennan nodded slightly, thinking there was indeed some logic to it. If Zhang Yang had been deliberately looking for trouble, the floor below would have been in chaos long ago, leaving no chance for An Tianshu to come up and report.

For several days, food had tasted like wax and sleep had been restless. Even without anyone reminding me, I could see the reflection in the mirror gradually growing thinner.

Elon cursed under his breath. This recent period should have been the height of his success, but such a mess had occurred—it was truly infuriating.

"That won't be necessary; you have been extremely thorough." After his worries were put to rest, Liu Yan smiled with pure, radiant joy.

When the wooden box was opened, an aura belonging only to a powerhouse of the Half-Emperor realm surged forth. Under this pressure, Ling Xiao felt a surge of blood in his chest and could not help but take a few steps back.

"I..." I was momentarily speechless, feeling a tangle of love and resentment, sorrow and joy in my heart. A thousand emotions gathered into a large lump of cotton stuck in my throat, neither to be swallowed nor spat out, and I couldn't help but let the tears fall in a daze.

The Dragon-man's raspy voice sounded again. Su Mubai suddenly appeared, and several stone spikes erupted around him, gradually closing in to form a cage on the spot.

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Watching the golden-maned lion fall into the Weak Water, unable to offer any resistance and sinking to the bottom instantly, it would have been unrealistic for Qiangliang not to be agitated.

Fortunately, the defense system of the underground laboratory had been destroyed during the battle, allowing the special forces soldiers, who had almost run out of combat capability, to proceed with a green light all the way to the first underground level without any obstruction.

Just as I closed my eyes, the half-piece of jade on my chest and the bronze medallion at my waist grew hot simultaneously. I was instantly jolted awake by the intense heat. The sound of footsteps had not ceased, and the thought of the scene I had just witnessed made me break out in a cold sweat.

In fact, Xing Lian was also a member of the Fengyu Pavilion. The pavilion had once given her orders to find a way to get close to Gu Xiaoran, and through him, seek an opportunity to approach Luo Mingxuan.

This place was like a primeval forest, filled with towering ancient trees. Over ten meters tall and with lush foliage, they blocked out the sunlight—this was truly what it meant to blot out the sky.

I leaned in and used my flashlight to examine the edges of the footprint carefully. The fine, crushed concrete debris told the whole story. This footprint was the result of someone exerting force in an instant.

Therefore, it was impossible for her to ever give her heart to anyone in this lifetime. As expected, she was destined to spend the rest of her life in loneliness, consumed by hatred.

A dog appeared in the courtyard, its white fur marked with black patches. It stared from a distance at the "Gong the Skinflint" who had just emerged from the underground parking garage.

There was a tremor of excitement in Master Kong San's voice. This sound was equally thrilling for us; finding an exit meant we were one step closer to leaving this ancient tomb.