30 Traveling to the Middle Ages 030

They are from the Western Buddhist Domain, their bodies radiating pure Buddhist light; they have no fear of this ghostly energy, and thus their cultivation remains largely unsuppressed.

If all of this is merely a dream, when will one finally awaken? Yet, if this is not a dream, who is pulling the strings behind the scenes, and what purpose could such a manipulator possibly have?

"What the hell!" Witnessing Yuan Fei’s methods, both Zhi An of the Poison Killing Sect and the Thousand-Mile Thunder Phoenix demon Huang Xueqing could not help but blurt out a profanity.

"Senior, I am already very satisfied with this price. Thank you for your patient guidance," Duan Lang said, bowing slightly.

"Then... are you truly willing to acknowledge me as your master?" Su Mo looked at the black fox with a beaming smile, his face filled with such delight that he seemed overjoyed to have obtained a spirit fox that belonged to no one.

The cave was not particularly dim at this moment, as there were several light shafts carved into the high ceiling, so even with the entrance blocked, Duan Lang and the others were not hindered in their movements inside.

"Nonsense, why would I enjoy watching others..." Zhou Qingyan was too shy to say the words "doing it with a dog" aloud, yet even so, her lovely face flushed with embarrassment.

"How are merit points accumulated in the Fourteenth Squad?" Lauda did not yet understand the legion’s merit system, so he did not grasp how staggering this merit value was for Lǜ Chuan.

Indeed, this Taoist temple belonged to the Yingtian Sect. Before Luo Han had moved against Ba City, he had already known of the existence of this temple within its walls.

Long Qianyin, Nian Pingchong, and Lan Yiyi, perched on the roof, immediately covered their ears; the cry was enough to make one’s eardrums ache, and failing to cover them would surely invite suffering.

"Men, seize them all for me!" Nangong Chenxun had not expected that with Yue'er’s intervention, he would capture Mo Shangxiang without the slightest effort.

***

Her body, having suddenly ignited with passion, quickly plunged back into an icy valley. Jing Shu slumped on the daybed, slowly pulling her parted robes together. With her other hand, she touched her chin, which had been pinched until it turned red, and then covered her mouth—she could not cry. The same beauty, the same dance, the same lowly background—in what way was she inferior to Xiangxiang?

"No, you think too highly of yourself," Xiao Cheng replied coldly before turning to leave.

"Xiao Cheng, I have been deceived enough to be afraid. It was my own naivety to think that if I offered my sincerity, others would return it." Su Xi laughed softly, the chill in the corner of her mouth deepening.

Upon realizing I had stopped resisting, he eased his grip. His left hand wove into my hair, while his right caressed my face, kissing me with deep tenderness. I kept my eyes open, looking into his dark, fathomless pupils, where my own reflection was cast. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me: we live in each other’s eyes, and love is the only grand creation.

Of course, he was gambling now—gambling against himself and against the spirit talisman masters behind him. He was betting that these masters, faced with the threat of death, would be willing to take a desperate risk.

As the points slowly ebbed away, Pan Chen could feel a current of heat radiating within his body. It flowed through his blood vessels and spread throughout his entire being. Gradually, he began to feel a tingling sensation, one that intensified rapidly.

Just as Ye Fan was lost in his wild imaginings, a whistling sound rushed past his ears, followed by a solid slap across his face. The sound produced in that instant was exceptionally loud.

It must be said that Yu Xin had been in the limelight for these past years. In just a few short years, he rose from a commoner to a commandant, then to a General of the Right, and now, he had been further enfeoffed by the Spirit Emperor as the General of the Flying Cavalry and Marquis of Dangqian. His career had been remarkably smooth, his rank soaring so high that even the Great General He Jin, who relied on his cousin for his own position, could not help but feel jealous.

Beside Arceus, Iris leaned back in her chair with a dead-eyed stare, her head tilted; clearly, she had just been reprimanded by Arceus as well.

Li Ding’s eyes lit up, and just as he was about to use it on Gengar again, a prompt appeared stating that the essence of heaven and earth was being digested and could not be used again.

At the side, the Salamence called him back at the perfect moment, then took to the air, cradling the Bagon in its forelimbs before nodding to Li Ding.

***

He knelt on the ground, his hands releasing his sword, his limbs planted firmly, kneeling in a stable, balanced position.

Tao Yao deeply regretted losing the chance to dig for gossip. Just by hearing Zhang Fan’s tone, she knew he must have experienced something, but since Zhang Fan was unwilling to speak, she certainly dared not ask.

A lamp of departing fire floated out from Gong Yulan’s body, enveloping her within its glow. The wick crackled, and brilliant light burst forth.

Once their figures vanished from her sight, Wen Jie let out a heavy sigh of relief.

To describe it more aptly, it felt as though she had stood in a military formation all day, then taken a bath and finally collapsed into bed.

Moreover, Jigong City was an inland city, after all, and there were truly few places where Water-type Pokémon were needed.

Furthermore, this sense of goodwill was growing rapidly, because the other party had produced another lollipop and handed it to Kanna.

Having missed this opportunity, if one wished to ascend in the future, one would have to rely entirely on one's own strength, which would likely not be as easy as it was now.

In the ancient, primordial era, the human race flourished, sweeping across all other clans to become the masters of all beings on the earth.