303: Chapter 303 is full again! I've stockpiled over 100,000 health and mana packs!

(Chapter 302 data regarding the Darkflame Insect Hive was incorrect and has been corrected.)

At the same time.

On the other side of the secret realm.

Buzz—

The space distorted for a moment, and the figures of Qin Wudao and his party of four appeared in the jungle.

As soon as they landed, one of the younger juniors turned pale, stimulated by the thick stench of blood in the air, nearly vomiting on the spot.

"Such... such a thick scent of blood! Here to—"

Huo Donglai didn't feel anything was wrong. "Alright, now we can go!" He squatted on the ground, looking up at her, his eyes filled with radiant tenderness.

"If common sense counts as talent, then I am quite knowledgeable," she retorted calmly.

She lay on the bed, her pale face looking sickly, unlike her usual indifference and liveliness.

Hearing Fatty Wang say this, I actually support Xixi. Fatty Wang has always been lazy, so it's good to have a sister like Xixi to keep him in check. Besides, Fatty Wang is willing; if he weren't, Xixi alone could never control this wild horse.

"Then, my lord, please take this servant's life." Xueying grabbed Wang Yan's hand and pressed it against her chest, speaking in a coquettish voice with an air of fearlessness.

The soldiers sleeping in the tents were awakened by the hoarse shouting and hurriedly got dressed. In just a few breaths' time, the flames had already spread.

How difficult this night was, destined to be sorrowful. I don't know how I got through it until dawn the next day.

The area of this Wreckage Treasure Chest Secret Realm was far too vast. If one wanted to explore it completely, it would take at least several days, and this amount of time was clearly not enough.

All the individuals to whom the Divine Power Holy Seeds had been spread turned into white spots of light, forming a wide map in front of him.

The FBI and Conan, seeing that they couldn't get any valuable information, slowly withdrew from the room.

The village had already stockpiled over 800,000 units of grain; some of it had been purchased from the market.

However, the system was fair and also gave Mu Han a chance. If Mu Han succeeded, there would be huge rewards.

After picking spirit stones twice before, Xiao Jie already had complete faith in Lu Xuan. Hearing him say this now, he was even more shocked and grew even more trusting.

"I assume none of you have forgotten the Chosen One on that gold leaf." With a point to the void, the gold leaf appeared before everyone again.

The strangest thing was that the villagers didn't see any problem with it, allowing Yang Yue to take Li Qiang inside to retrieve the items.

After seeing off Lin Xiaowan and the others, Zhang Lianju didn't follow Lin Changsheng and Liu Shengli into the house. Instead, she called Lin Xiaoyu out and went to the storehouse to whisper privately.

As he spoke, Yun Fei waved his hand, and the ten pale yellow fists in front of him lined up and smashed toward the Python Egg's massive body.

The changing room and bathing area were just ahead. After the two took a comfortable hot bath and changed into clean clothes, they each drank a bowl of ginger tea provided by the rest stop, waiting until they felt warm before driving away.

"It smells strong inside, it's stinky!" Jian Qiaoniang had already closed her eyes upon hearing Ding Nian say he would dissect the corpse, but she hadn't blocked her nose, and the thick stench of rot was overwhelming.

Soon after, Chu Yang brought Yun Lin to a place of birdsong and fragrant flowers. The spiritual energy here was exceptionally abundant, flowers never withered throughout the four seasons, and colorful butterflies fluttered about, exuding a sense of vitality. Not far away were rolling mountains, lush greenery everywhere, and a crystal-clear lake.

Lu Dongting wore an ink-black shirt, the light reflecting in his deep eyes carrying a hint of chilliness. He stood not far from the bottom of the steps, silently squinting his eyes as he looked at her. Upon closer inspection, a cigarette with an uncertain glow burned between his fingers, its red light only visible if one looked carefully along the edge.