Chapter 70: The Princess Has Come in Pursuit

Qin Bin's face lit up with delight, and after hesitating for three seconds, he finally ignored Qi Yuanyang’s stern gaze and climbed into the cockpit in two swift steps.

She wanted to gamble on He Zhan’s conscience, gritting her teeth and closing her eyes, controlling her strength as she prepared to plunge the hairpin into her flesh.

After the incident with Snake Brother, the two hadn’t even eaten lunch yet. Ye Mingyu wasn’t particularly hungry; an apple was enough to satisfy him.

In front of Xiao Rou, Sun Shang had lost all the imposing demeanor he once had. Now, he resembled nothing more than an eager suitor.

Though the Phantom Fighter had already entered the exercise area, it was still under the watch of the E-3C AWACS plane, the Aegis warship, and other state-of-the-art equipment.

Perhaps someday she would regain her memories, and once she did, she would no longer be obsessed with him.

But now, seeing the water barrier grow thinner, Thousand-Hand Tobirama suddenly realized that, unlike those who lived a second life and could harness their powerful talents, Yu Yi Xuan Yue, who was alive, could continue improving.

Compared to finding oneself, and after years of meticulous planning, Madara Uchiha’s grand ambitions dwarfed hers.

Lu Nanchen of the Lu Group didn’t head straight home after leaving the company; instead, he instructed the driver to take him to Xiahe Town.

They could only offer verbal support; if it was so simple to save millions in ghost crystals, he would certainly be willing.

When he obtained the jade, its original owner had said he was swept into spatial turbulence and landed on that desolate planet. Upon discovering a teleportation array and activating it, he traversed hundreds of star systems before finally returning to the Baihe System.

According to Chi Ling’s estimation, after his breakthrough, he was only slightly stronger than an ordinary peak Rule Realm expert, while a Great Sage could likely achieve unrivaled dominance.

The Ghost Bride’s power in life was indiscernible to them, but the supernatural equipment she revealed was immediately recognizable; no Three-Curse equipment possessed such a dense supernatural aura.

Then, they began making spicy pickled cabbage. Kong Fang saw the fruit paste and all the ingredients laid out, and thought it would be impossible for it not to taste good.

“I’ll go buy them tomorrow morning. Even in winter, we should plant some vegetables—I’m tired of always eating spicy cabbage.” Song Qianqian still had pickled greens in her space, ready to use for stewing meat when the weather turned cold.

She sipped her drink symbolically and set it aside; after so many beverages outside, she simply couldn’t drink anymore.

Her body convulsed again; it was the physical response of terror she imagined when surrounded by hundreds of Blood Moon Wolves.

Within the ring-shaped vortex mist, eight slender, blue-green hands stretched out, each grasping a motionless symbol.

Ruoxi glanced at the wound on her right arm. Remaining on one knee, she ultimately said nothing.

“Shh, I’m waiting for a test subject! This is Come-One Grass—it can attract some Tier Four spirit beasts.” Just as Xiao Yichen finished, the prickly Tier Four spirit beast came running over.

Zhou Yuan felt the might of the Four-Star Dark Knight; its force could shatter the body of a typical early-stage Bone Sacrifice Realm beast.

The man in gray robes didn’t obey Xiao Yichen’s orders, but Mu Xun, beside Xiao Yichen, simply waved his hand and the cloak on the gray-robed man flew off completely.

In the wilderness, fixed sentry posts had been set up, but they weren’t manned by regular Wei soldiers. Instead, they were guarded by warriors in Ghost Soldier armor.

Xiao Yichen nodded. When his fist, infused with Nether Ghost Flame, struck the test spirit crystal, the crystal emitted a continuous purple glow, recording the scene as he punched.

“You see, I pulled out the stele for you! You’re being unfair!” When Udak did not respond, Xiang Yuan complained about the old man.

Yaxie Jiufan’s qi and blood had already been destroyed by the power of death, but those two men in black were both at the early stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm. Though injured and their vitality waning, when faced with the Great Devouring Technique, many blood threads still surged forth, filtered by the technique and converging into Zhou Yuan, replenishing his strength.

Due to the climate, the architectural style adopted was the stilted house, which prevented dampness and avoided venomous insects and snakes, while offering some protection against the frequent rainy season.

Even if the two great figures disdained to act, a single word from them would bring countless saints to serve.

One of the most powerful Night Watchmen known to the outside world, he realized the true strength of Yongtu only when he faced him directly, without the scruples he’d had during that narrow encounter in the capital.

Lin Qingyu suddenly felt a bit afraid, wondering if her youth would be spent bidding farewell to one close friend after another, watching them step into the halls of marriage and happiness.

At this moment, the steel blade at the end of Su Ying’s braided hair transformed into a black steel claw with an opening.

Unable to fathom it, Chen Yuxing didn’t pursue the matter. Hearing Yakumo Zi’s words, he smiled gently and pulled her over.

Yang Jian wanted to seize the opportunity, but his cultivation wasn’t enough, and a sense of helplessness made him feel lost.

Even so, several Grand Demon Ancestors couldn’t escape in time and immediately dissolved into the Dao, becoming rain of light that scattered into the void.

His cultivation was even more terrifying; Pangu had reached the level of the Dao, meaning this golden hall was a Chaos Spirit Treasure.

Though the combined strength of the Cosmic Alliance was no match for the Celestial Court or the True Martial Ancient Land, they were not without hope.

“President, you are the greatest national treasure.” Zeng Rou was delighted with Bai Su’s praise and pushed her glasses up, responding with a sweet smile.

Qi Xiu’s eyes flickered over the crowd. The fourteen were easy to distinguish, each wearing distinctly characteristic attire of their own sect, making it simple to identify their affiliation at a glance.