540: Chapter 539 The Hall of Ten Thousand Insects, Insects that have lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years!

Their food was simple, consisting mainly of meat, along with some roots and fruit. The Timao Tribe would go to the seaside to catch large fish, and during the winter when food was scarce, they would often support the Hound Tribe. When a beast tide occurred, the two tribes would resist together, though beast tides rarely reached this place.

Luo Li poked the flesh of the large squid; it was very tough. In an instant, she thought of several ways to prepare squid. What she craved most was teppanyaki squid, but deep-frying required various seasonings. Given the current limited conditions, grilling was better. With some chili sauce, it would surely be delicious.

"I have just arrived here and am unfamiliar with the place and its local customs. Why don't I accompany you, Miss Pianpian? I wonder if you would find my company unwelcome?" Meiji asked.

"Alright..." Fu Yunnuan saw that Chu Ling seemed to have something to ask, while Yu Pianpian conveniently brought a chair over for her.

"Well, I was thinking, if you were to encounter Weide Sinan alone, what would be your chances of winning?" Qing Yueling suddenly turned her head and smiled at Qing Binghe, her tone tinged with playfulness.

"Is that so? It seems I'll have to see for myself what kind of disciple that old Taoist nun, Yun Die, has raised," the man in black said with disdain.

A dull thud erupted, echoing like thunder. Even with Long Aolang's level of cultivation, his ears were left ringing.

Lang Tianya was a light sleeper. Sensing movement in front of him, he opened his eyes and looked down, only to see a pair of long, narrow eyes staring blankly at his face. Then he realized Yu Qianhua was lying on her side in front of him, observing his face with a strange, upward-tilting motion.

Long Aolang nodded slightly and looked around once more, seeing only the vast, boundless sea stretching out as far as the eye could see.

He looked at Liu Shuang and the old man who had entered and said with a smile, "Elder Wu, I haven't asked yet—how should I address this gentleman?" This was something Xuanyuan Potian had only just remembered.

This was the truth, and after absorbing two magic crystals, her cultivation had jumped to the eighth level of the Body Tempering Stage. Having gained a significant ability to protect herself, Wang Dao thought about it and had no choice but to agree.

After speaking, that fellow Ye Feng even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, wearing an expression of intense relish.

"Qin Qingxuan! How dare you!" the Leimu Holy Son roared in terror. At this moment, all of his methods had become useless.

The furnace fire had died out. When the lid was opened, Gu Hui, who had been refined once more, appeared and knelt on one knee before Wang Dao. Wang Dao then began to take off his clothes.

With a shout, he threw both fists directly at Ye Feng. In front of him, a fierce tiger over a hundred feet tall and a terrifying black dragon suddenly appeared, roaring as they charged straight at Ye Feng.

At that moment, the Formation Platform let out a thunderous boom, and several rays of light submerged the entire platform like steam.

"Shut up!" He couldn't stand it; he couldn't bear to hear his most beloved elder sister being insulted and profaned by these people.

She had always thought she was someone who liked to act mysterious, but she never expected to find someone who enjoyed it even more than she did.

"Wang Chong, the village Liu Xichu mentioned is just ahead..." Lin Muxue said to Wang Chong, pointing at the village below.

Chen Jiang returned to his room, still feeling a sense of lingering fear. However, his thoughts soon turned to Hua Linglong. He had to admit she was exceptionally beautiful; it would be wonderful if something could happen between them.

"Good, good! Not bad at all. You truly are a fine-looking man, brother," Wang Jin praised repeatedly. As the saying goes, clothes make the man; he certainly had the aura of a tiger-slaying hero.

Feng Tai, Lü Fang, and Guo Sheng caught up from behind with their men and surrounded them, though they made no move to attack. However, the invisible pressure left Yan Shun and Zheng Tianshou trembling with fear and despair; their footsteps faltered, and their techniques grew erratic.

This was necessary, as online video conferences could be intercepted by third parties, such as the clandestine Supervisory Council. Liu Daxun would not allow the council to uncover any more of the group's internal secrets, nor would he give them any excuse to move against them.

Wang Yingying looked at her mother, who was covering her eyes. After a moment's hesitation, she ultimately chose to flee the scene.

Seven or eight family heads of Huazhou City had gathered. Every one of them was a person of standing; in the past, a stomp of their feet would make all of Huazhou City tremble. However, with the recent sudden changes, the city had been put through the wringer.

She wasn't afraid of ghosts or anything like that—she had been a Wandering Spirit herself for a while, so what was there to fear?

"Come here, let Mommy rub your face!" Seeing this, Kui Ling's maternal instincts flared up, and she pulled him into a hug, rubbing his cheeks vigorously.

However, they were outsiders after all and didn't know exactly what Liu Heyun was doing; they only knew that the things he researched were very sinister.

Whether it was the light emanating from Yuan Zhi or the sunlight, Yu Zhi averted her eyes from the glare and looked instead at the sausage in Yuan Zhi's hand.

"I didn't adjust it." A hint of earthly warmth appeared on the man's clearly noble face, as if an immortal from a fairyland had been touched by the mundane world.

Hao Yan also pressed close to him, almost nestling against him, leaving no distance between them.

Chu Qingyao watched the drama for a long while and found it dull. Checking the time, she decided it was time to return to the manor.

When they first heard Qin Yun's overbearing voice, they thought he was someone who could turn the tide, but it turned out he was only a cultivator at the peak of the Guizhen Realm.