Volume One, Chapter 134: Bewitched by Infatuation

After dusk each day, the bell tolls one hundred and eight times, followed by the beating of drums to mark the watch. At every subsequent watch, the bells and drums sound again, with the final bell at dawn signaling the break of day.

When entering the time vortex, everyone felt as if their bodies were forcibly drawn inside.

Yet some players remained logged in, sleeping within the game. Sleeping this way caused no harm, though the sudden appearance of ghosts during their rest could be terrifying.

Lin Dong understood the head of the Wu family’s worries—fearing that if something happened to him, no one would supply him with elixirs anymore.

It was an exquisite celadon vase, adorned with delicate landscape paintings. Though its colors had faded somewhat, its former splendor was still evident.

“Whoosh—” As the crossbow bolt sliced through the air, Xie Ban Gui released his grip and slid down the wall. He rolled twice on the ground and pressed against the opposite stone wall. Seeing Xie Ban Gui close by, Ren Chongyun swiftly turned and fired three consecutive bolts.

“How did you know the fish would come at this time?” The bearded man immediately felt something was amiss.

The fiery red dress was tailored just right, hugging a figure as luscious as a ripe peach. The hem fluttered slightly with Yan Lingji’s unconscious movements, revealing glimpses of snow-white, tender legs, hinting at alluring springtime beauty.

With a swift motion, Huahua was tossed forward, tracing an arc through the air before Qiye caught her steadily and placed her on Erhua’s back.

When he married the lady back then, he had his suspicions but thought the new wife was quite good, so he never gave it much thought and simply focused on living well.

“Why do you ask if he has a good reputation??” Looking at Xu Feng, I suddenly sensed there was more to his words than met the eye.

“Starving, aren’t you? Eat more. From now on, eat whatever you want. Never shortchange yourself.”

After the brilliant artillery barrage just now, the morale of the human troops was somewhat restored, turning the grueling tug-of-war back into an even contest.

The area everyone loved most was the leisure zone, lush and verdant as if an outdoor garden had been transplanted indoors.

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After hesitating briefly atop his horse, Bals grit his teeth, raised his curved blade again, and spurred his steed forward with renewed charge.

“Since you are one of those transported here by the ancient star, it’s no wonder you don’t know the rules of the Fire Cloud Palace. Ignorance is no crime. You may keep the herbs you gathered but leave Chishan on your own. If seen by others from Fire Cloud Palace, death is certain.” Huang Qianyan spoke coldly.

Bent halfway over, he suddenly stopped, slowly lifted his head, eyes fixed on Prince Pingnan Tang Wannian. A strange, sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Clang! Hope crashed heavily against the hard rock and slumped down. Then darkness clouded her eyes, and she lost consciousness.

“Get lost, I have no mood to talk to you now. Don’t waste my time with nonsense, got it? I’m not in the mood to deal with you, so go do whatever you need to and don’t drag me down...” The young man behind shouted irritably.

“Think carefully, no more lies,” the emperor said, addressing Jing Shun but constantly glancing at Xie Min.

At that moment, Xiu Fei dared to come forward, kowtowing twice to Madam Meng and burning some paper money.

To meet one’s number one “rival in love,” of course, one must prepare thoroughly—no carelessness allowed.

“Begone! Or I will destroy your spirit and sever your soul!” Wang Dao’s voice was ancient and layered, as if countless aged voices overlapped.

What had Master Fuli heard just now? Wasn’t he in seclusion? Why would he stand up for this Qi stage disciple?

Liao Geng noticed his elder brother’s discomfort and quickly brought over a cup of tea, handing it to Liao Yong.

Upon exiting the space, it was already morning. Hua Mu had yet to wake, but Hua Li, too excited to sleep, went straight to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Twelve also understood this truth. He had no intention of leaving Penglai’s side. In this deserted Luan Shan Sea, Penglai trained tirelessly day and night, accompanied naturally by Twelve.

Seeing the scene in the courtyard, Hua Li and Hua Mu immediately reacted, both seeing surprise reflected in each other’s faces.

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The two demon cultivators exchanged a glance, simply finding Penglai utterly ridiculous. Having met so many cultivators, they had never seen anyone so foolish. Did he really think he was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator? Waving a treasure like that?

Within the goblin camp, thousands of dwarf warriors had already surged in. Forty thousand goblins were completely divided; only a few thousand remained near the Goblin King. How could they possibly withstand three killing gods?

Led by Katalan, the Qing army drove green-clad soldiers from several fortress gates, but elsewhere the green soldiers breached the city. These green soldiers harbored intense hatred for the Manchus who once lorded over them; many fallen Manchus bore countless knife wounds, leaving almost no intact flesh.

If a cultivator cannot absorb enough energy particles, no matter how diligently they train, their cultivation will stagnate.

The wild bull knew well; after tidying up, the group quietly departed again. Aside from the scattered corpses, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

“Everyone, be alert! Let’s aim to finish this in one go!” Park Yongxun shouted with commanding presence. The reporters’ presence annoyed him immensely; the production team’s demands were unavoidable, and every film required promotion.

Now, his cultivation had broken through to the late Return to Origin stage, giving him absolute confidence in his strength.

If these people weren’t pretending to confuse him, it could only mean Jia Sidao had high standards.

The previous blast nearly deafened him and blurred his vision. The tremendous recoil numbed his wrist; words could hardly describe the explosive power of that energy.

Looking more closely, Xue Wu immediately spotted the figure trapped in the ice—her adversary.

“Now, I don’t know what to choose. I want you to help me!” My voice was filled with exhaustion.