141 Give me the water flask! (Requesting full subscription)

The distance of one or two kilometers felt exceptionally remote along the rugged mountain trail. Yet, with Su Yunjin leading the way, the others followed in silence. As they ventured further, they soon arrived at the base of a craggy, towering cliff. A gentle sound of trickling water reached their ears—it was a small stream!

"Is the water here safe to drink?" Guan Tongyue asked, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the crystal-clear water. Zheng E hurriedly took out...

In the flower field, the beauty caressing the sunflowers presented a picture of perfect, harmonious tranquility. However, any human or demon with even a sliver of knowledge would flee for their lives at the mere sight of her.

"We rest today; we'll come back to borrow money tomorrow," a man with a buzz cut said, his brows furrowed. Lin Xiu, observing all of this, grew even more curious. What exactly was the background of this old man?

"We were designed to solve the world's famine, not for a biological war!" Dr. Li tried to persuade the director with lofty rhetoric.

Since Fang Batian and Shi Wuzun held the highest status and cultivation levels here, the others had no choice but to follow their lead.

"No!" They refused to serve any man. Though they were training partners, this was meant to be a service to others, not servitude. They might not be as wealthy as the rich, but they certainly weren't lacking in money; they were the ones who paid others to serve them. When had they ever served anyone else?

"Human, I didn't expect you to pass the Wind Dragon's trial and reach this place," the crimson dragon stated, its expression unreadable.

If you had something that could save lives, even if you sold it for a million per dose, people would still break down your door to buy it. One can only imagine the fortune to be made.

"Uncle Sword God, he won't draw the number four card, will he?" Nalan Muxue’s heart raced as she wondered what she would do if she were to face him.

Shuimu did not answer directly but looked around, surveying the Kamui dimension he had once glimpsed before.

Chu Yue, Zhao Zhenyu, Leng Jian, Zhao Xueqian, Tyrannosaurus, and Manshu boarded the tank. Chu Yue took the driver’s seat, Zhao Zhenyu became the gunner, and the others were assigned their respective roles.

Returning to the midst of her sisters, she simply said, "My mission is complete," before walking to her locker and placing the towel inside.

The Condensing Qi Pill merely stimulates the life force within the human body. While it may appear to be a divine medicine, it is actually overdrawing one's vitality. Master Medicine King refined these pills only to ignite the latent potential of martial artists, providing significant help to those external-force experts stuck outside the gate of the acquired realm.

He Jin set down his pack, gripped his short spear, and leaped into the water, navigating the underwater passage to reach the Poison Dragon Pool.

As they spoke, Hu Dahai was carried by two soldiers to Song Qing's position, right where the light reflected by the bronze mirror could illuminate him.

He Jin was no fool. That last palm strike had nearly brought him to tears—a sensation he hadn't experienced in many years, reminiscent of the time his grandmother used to spank him.

He did not look down on Ding Yi because of his weak cultivation; he held anyone introduced by Ling Yue in high regard.

"What do we do about this place? If it’s discovered by ordinary people tomorrow and the police come knocking..." An Jiu looked at Ye Fan with concern.

Chen Guangrui wondered just how terrifying his physical combat form had become. He wanted to test his limits and see exactly what his body could achieve.

By the afternoon of the second day, Corpse Master’s room remained unopened. The hotel meals were delivered to the door, with plenty of ingredients—enough to keep one fed for a month. After waking up, Old Xian remained in a daze, having not touched a single meal.

I stared at Li Zhishuo’s ring over and over, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction. If this ring had been given to me by Ling Hui, I would have felt trapped. But coming from Li Zhishuo, it gave me a sense of peace I couldn't put into words. Just as I was thinking this, a text message from Li Zhishuo arrived.