Chapter 43 If Heaven Had Heart

Baía Soprada pela Monção [Hong Kong] Chá Qi 2180 words 2026-08-05 05:15:25

"You're finally awake!" A bizarre whisper echoed by his ear. Chu Haoran turned his head and saw the exact monster he had encountered in the netherworld, only this time the creature had assumed a human shape, completely indistinguishable from Chu Haoran himself. When he looked closer, however, he could see nothing at all, yet he instinctively knew that an absolute, overwhelming presence occupied that very spot.

After arriving at He Hongyun's private office, He Hongyun and Geng Guojian began to discuss the matter.

Between heaven and earth, the five elemental spiritual qis of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, along with the three derivative rare elemental qis of wind, ice, and lightning, rushed toward him frantically.

The Overlords also discovered that human genetics exhibited certain anomalies, appearing to have suffered a massive, non-fatal viral infection within a very short span of time.

The Millennium Fox King let out a furious roar as eight tails simultaneously burst out from behind him, wrapping tightly around the shaft of the spear. Like eight giant palms exerting force together, they resisted the fierce thrust of the spear.

Yang Zongheng's blood had already been sealed in a jade cup and sent into the mountain cave where the head of the Qin family was in secluded cultivation.

Facing this strike, Zhou Yuan's expression turned solemn. Wielding a sword in his right hand and tracing a line across his chest with his left, a stellar curtain materialized, into which the radiant power of the nine-heavens stars continuously poured.

Some of those standing closer directly inhaled the black gas through their noses. After a few seconds, their skin gradually turned pitch black, and claws began to sprout from their hands.

He had just observed the cultivation methods of Tang Jiao and the others, noting that they all focused primarily on the five elemental spiritual powers as their core path, utilizing saber techniques, sword styles, and a myriad of other arts as their technical skills.

"Have you forgotten the promise you made to the physician earlier?" Jun Haoqiu leaped down from the city wall and blocked Zhang Qiuning's path.

"I support the Alliance Leader's decision. If you don't pull up the roots when weeding, trouble will surely arise sooner or later," Luo Yumei spoke up at this moment, her words catching everyone entirely off guard.

That was the sound of humanity, interwoven with pain, fear, terror, despair, and a faint note of supplication.

His Majesty the Emperor held such a high opinion of Richard that even Niris was startled, yet he remained somewhat pessimistic about Richard's future prospects.

"The owner of that shop is called Hu Wannian." Lu Tianyu had a profound impression of this name because at the time, his thoughts had immediately wandered to the derogatory slang for a mature mother.

And this situation escalated rapidly; by that very afternoon, it had erupted into large-scale combat.

One of them wore white robes and possessed a sharp, piercing gaze. The other was dressed entirely in black, his eyes as calm as still water.

Yun Tianyang glanced sideways, catching the strange figure's movement. In that instant, he stomped on the void and shot backward at explosive speed.

Of course, the reason they were startled was primarily the assumption that the tall undead figure was the one secretly tailing them.

Pressing one hand against his wound, blood seeped through his palms. As he stared at Leng Hua dozens of meters away, a cold sweat broke out across his back, and a violent tremor surged from the soles of his feet straight to his heart.

Yet no matter what, he had to realize that even if he perceived the true purpose of the blight at this moment, it would be of no help to the current situation.

"..." Watching the way he avoided her like a venomous snake, her alluring facial features instantly darkened.

Shen Chongyun downed a few more cups of wine and said, "Haoze, you're a wealthy man now too. It seems you don't have bodyguards yet?" Tang Haoze had also seen similar reports in the press and naturally knew a thing or two about these matters.

Several guards exchanged silent glances without a word, then had no choice but to drive the carriage toward the direction of the capital.

Perhaps they would be forced to travel across the empire and the alliance, scale mountain peaks, traverse forests, and wander through every crisis-ridden corner of the continent, gathering intelligence on one hand while dealing with the various troubles stirred up by the blight on the other.

That is no longer possible now. The environment has changed, paddy fields have dwindled, and chemical pesticides are used more heavily. The era of casually grabbing twenty or thirty marsh crabs by hand has come to an end, and finding a crab burrow is no longer an easy task.

Well, let's put that aside and talk about the clubhouse instead. Because he understood the importance of the club, he invested a tremendous amount of attention into it.

Yet he never expected that this fellow Lü Yan would actually catch a glimpse of the profound mysteries of this sword dao. Combining it with his newly comprehended true intent of magical power, he could now use this to measure himself against that nameless Daoist.

The benchmark land price was much lower than the auction land price. However, although that plot of land was situated on the current city outskirts, the surrounding area remained empty land. It would likely take several years before development reached there. At that time, the municipal government seemingly had no plans to auction off the surrounding plots anytime soon.

Recently, our discussions have shifted. In the past, we merely speculated subjectively. Of course, that is still the case now, but we have engaged in much more prolonged self-verification.

The Fan family's gentlemanly sword was renowned far and wide. It was said that upon striking, thirteen distinct moves were unleashed in a single instant. Every move was different, swift as a phantom, and impossible to guard against. To this day, the gentlemanly sword remained undefeated, and the current elderly head of the family even bore the moniker of Sword Saint.

In truth, many things are not purely solid or anything else of the sort. For instance, mixing flour with water can turn it into dough; is raw dough a solid or a liquid?

"This first fairy herb is called Lovesick Red, an absolute divine treasure among fairy-grade herbs. The second fairy herb is called Narcissus Jade Bone, which is likewise a top-tier item among fairy-grade herbs," Su Xing said with a solemn expression.

Before long, a rustling sound echoed through the mountain forest, as if some terrifying creature were lurking atop the tree canopy.

According to what Wei Dao had previously stated, Jiang Hongdou had contracted a severe illness three years ago, causing her vision to fail abruptly, after which her eyes were forced to be covered with a two-finger-wide white silk ribbon.

With this move, he was instantly pinned on the spot, both arms twisted behind his back while sharp kicks landed simultaneously behind his knees.

Xu Yu felt no dissatisfaction despite being pinched by Zhang Ping. Rubbing the spot where he had been pinched sore, he cast a covert glance at Zhang Ping, the smile at the corners of his mouth impossible to conceal.

At that time, they sometimes couldn't even gather enough people for practice matches, and the team's finances were extremely tight, making it an arduous struggle just to sustain daily expenses.

"Who gave cultivators under twenty years of age, whose cultivation has not yet reached the Xuanming Realm, permission to rush into the Shattered Valley on your own?" All traces of joy vanished from Jiang Nanxuang's face, replaced entirely by biting coldness.

By now, the Asura clan already possessed over twenty Great Asura Kings at the Daluo Jinxian level, and several hundred Asura Kings at the Jinxian realm.

Zhang Beixing finished his meal in a rush, took the weighted vest to the windowsill to air dry, and tossed his regular clothes into the washing machine.

Earlier, she had assumed that YM had only sent Vice President Fu Senran to undermine MUI's prestige.

Sun Bailu watched them walk away, withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and began writing on paper with a smile.